There was something on the radio from some station down in the canyon country about country-boys on my way out to the transfer station today. It flashed me back to John Denver days, “Thank God I’m a Country-boy!”. There really is little difference between a country-boy and an urbane gangster. Both are cock sure, both are wary of strangers and have territory to defend. Ultimately, both will rely on their fists or a gun to solve their problems, especially when they are messed up partying. Pretty much like every young male growing up I guess.