Rural Americans can't check email or use credit cards because of slow Internet
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Fox News spun this into an anti-tax spiel, of course.
> Some small-town residents say it’s nearly impossible to do simple tasks like check email and stream videos. Eric Pelka, a post office employee in Julian, Pa., told Fox News at times they had to turn seven to eight people away a day because of poor Internet connection.
I'd also wager that it stops some people from moving to the area. I recently was looking to move to a rural area and a make or break factor was internet. I passed on so many beautiful locations because there was no internet available.
Gas and grocery within 30 minutes (should be easy). Doctor within 30 minutes. Usable internet (stream SD videos).
So the first two don't narrow things down a lot.
Streaming video not so much, but there's always satellite service for that kind of thing.
Not to say that rural areas don't have a problem with good internet access, but they don't have good access to a lot of other services either. That's why they are called "rural"
FYI if you want to get a feel for what browsing at different connection speeds is like there's a setting on the Network tab in the Chrome dev tools that will allow you to do that.
As someone once famously tweeted: "why would you live there". Although I guess you can see the stars at night?
I guess this also gives various supermarkets an incentive to compete with each other, improve inventory and prices across the board, and better cater to various market segments. So the average supermarket is better in a place where supermarkets are abundant. (That's been true in my life experience, though it's anecdotal.)
Other than that, some people might be stuck and simply don't have a choice. You should listen to S-Town. Gives a lot of insights into a brilliant mind that got stuck in a rural area. To quote part of the reason:
"So why don't I move? There's got to be people in Fallujah right now, or Beirut, that just asked each other the same question. You know, why the hell don't you get out of here, Hassan? And Hassan's answer is, I don't know. Hassan has probably gone out there and made a sand maze or something. His aging mother can't decide which one of her hijabs she's going to wear that day, and she ends up peeing all over herself, and he has to clean her up or some damn something. He keeps thinking, OK, maybe one day it'll get better, although secretly he knows it never will.
I have this old crummy Ford truck. You can't be a redneck and live in Alabama without a damn Ford truck, can you? And I keep thinking, could I put everything that I would put in that truck and drive down that driveway for the last time? But then again, who would take care of Mama? Who would feed the puppies? Who'd water the flowers? Who'd prune the maze?"