Northcackalacky....not just a state but a state of confusion.

While out running errands I happened to witness a horrible thing. I don't have much to write about it but this: A family of four dressed all in camo - not military, but hunting camo - jackets, complete with the neon orange lining, getting out of a jacked up bronco with rust damage and a primer rocker panel and one broken headlight. The woman had on tapered black acid washed jeans and some British Knights....I had no idea they even made those still, full fronts of what had to be amalgam and "the claw." The man was your average redneck, nothing outstanding, but the children....my god, the children....The little boy of about 10 had food all over his face, which wouldn't be too too bad, but we were no where near a restaurant or any place that sold food and if they had just eaten, they could have taken the approximately 3 seconds it would have required to hand the boy a napkin or wet nap or something....the little girl of about 6 had 3 of her maybe 9 total teeth filled for cavities. Is it me or is this sad?