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The five happiest places in America are all in Louisiana. The unhappiest place is NYFC, big f'in surprise.

They're are lies, damn lies, and then there are statistics. ~ Mark TwainDarrell wrote:The five happiest places in America are all in Louisiana. The unhappiest place is NYFC, big f'in surprise.
The older I get, the more of a priority this becomes for me.Others might find that all they want is a quiet trailer spot in dogpatch, steady employment and regular meals, no screaming neighbors or ass-raping government, despite living in humble surroundings.
Um, nazzo fast, Guido. Sometimes it is family considerations, job/industry concerns, or just plain 'ol inertia. You might have a really great life in Gulf Shores, but if all you've ever known is Bahston, you aren't likely to just pick up and leave everything and everyone you've ever known. Sometimes, unhappiness is comfort because it is what you know. That does not equal satisfaction. Toleration, maybe, but not satisfaction. This also explains why so many women make bad choices in a mate, choosing the same type over and over and over and over again.Better study: ask the people who live in either place or any place why they live there, and I suspect you'll discover >90% satisfaction everywhere. We aren't serfs chained to the land, and when people are actually unhappy, at least in this country, they pack a suitcase or a U-Haul, and GTFO, and they keep doing it until they get what they want, or learn to live with what they can get.