I was in WV visiting family for Thanksgiving. I wasn’t wearing incredibly nice clothing, but it wasn’t just a hoodie or whatever other junk is cheap. I really felt out of place (which I was). I was getting a hotdog at a place that only opens for two days every year now, that was a staple a famous, and the next nicest clothes was probably some old guy wearing a jacket either from a surplus store or from Vietnam or something.

The good news is no one cared. I wasn’t called anything and no one seemed to be bothered. I am a straight white man though.