If you want to live in a state with the acrid stench of manure from brutal animal confinement factories wafting across fields into your homes and your children’s lungs, then come to Iowa. If you want to fish in polluted waterways and encourage your children and dog to swim there, too, come to Iowa.

If you want rules over who you can love and who you can’t, come to Iowa. If you enjoy having reproductive rules forced upon you, then by all means, come to Iowa.

If you want your personal income taxes to support private religious schools built to brainwash the minds of children with intolerance of others beliefs and views, with fake science, and a manipulated view of history, then come to Iowa.

And if you love being represented by repressive right-wing politicians who dwell deep in the pockets of big corporations and who have made all the above possible, then by all means, come to good ole Iowa!

You betcha, I would love to move away, farther up north, I’d say. But I’m too old to go, so here I stay. Amidst the acrid stench, putrid waters, and morbid moral decay.