Were not even over us yet. The wounds will take time to heal, and our rivals will enjoy every minute of it. Here, 120 miles from where Vance lives, I have been putting up with ridicule, insults, jokes, and just generally snide remarks for the 30+ years I have lived here. It got worse after 2003, and the harassment really got bad this last weekend. But this too shall pass. If nothing else, the stock market problems and real estate collapse will soon divert their attention. Yet I still don't feel good about it. Perhaps I have had an identity crisis, due to an identification that for me began in 1967. Well then I guess it's my problem. But it hasn't helped that some people have been so mean.