The story of the rural folks' stand against the ever-expanding metropolis and its unfriendly denizens, at this point, is almost mythology. And there's good reason behind that.
The rural life paints pictures of warm, tilled-earth, dewy mornings bringing the smell of fresh, damp soil, friendly, tight-knit communities, and the down-to-earth, salt-of-the-earth people who inhabit them. Meanwhile, cities bring forth images of inorganic filth and a cacophony of unnatural sounds. Scores of people pass by one another without acknowledgment or awareness of one another's existence—cold, unfeeling, uncaring. Inevitably, like gravity pulling a great mass down to earth, cities must expand to compensate for their ever-growing density and the number of ever-multiplying people. Inevitably, this expansion encroaches ever further on the rural folk and their way of life, threatening to erase them entirely.
So, the lesson here is that this is why stories such as this are so beloved and live on in the hearts and minds of rural communities—the down-to-earth dairy farmer standing up to the big-shot city lawyer strikes a chord, whether we actually live in a rural community or not.
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