Last night, I participated in a history walk which was a delight save the presence of a couple of the worst kind of tourons – the kind who currently live off-Cape, but whirl their “we grew up here” territoriality around like a spiked mace.<\/p>
I must have heard that stupid phrase at least a dozen times in the course of 90 minutes.<\/p>
I’ll take 15 tourists from New York to one such inarticulate, defensive, inbred jingoist any day.<\/p>
In fact, at one point this summer, I was so fed up with these yokel types that I planted myself at “New Yorkers on vacation” central, the Popponessett marketplace, just for a welcome breath of civility.<\/p>
I have one message for the bumptious couple who I had the misfortune to encounter last night: I live here. You don’t. I vote and pay taxes here. You never have. So take your ignorant, backwater, “Southie (or in this case, Bourne) is my home town” attitude and shove it up your basses.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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