The New Normal (part 2)

The one thing you can say about Americans in general and Kentuckians in particular, is that they are always ready to jump on the next bandwagon.
Now, it's the everything is normal, don't tread on me bandwagon.
In the lake country of Kentucky, this means everyone get on the lake. The tourists have arrived. The locals are bringing in all of their relatives. It's party time at the lake. Silly me, I thought there were still restrictions in place.
The sound of cigarette boats running full bore a half mile away reverberates through the hills all day. Of course, I've also seen kayaks and inflatables. The locals generally can't afford anything better. I'm surprised there haven't been fatal interactions on the lake. It's not that big.
While the stay at home was being obeyed, I heard the Life Flite chopper once or twice, now it's back to once or twice a day, so maybe there are more interactions than I know of.
Random gunfire at midnight has started up and you have to wonder what they are shooting at. Is it city folk who don't like the thought of raccoons, even though the tourist crowd killed them off a couple of years ago? Maybe they don't like their neighbors dogs? Gunfire in a subdivision is always worrisome.
Worst of all, are the fires, every night at sundown. The temperature has finally reached the 80's, the humidity is bad, the air is stagnant, the pollen count is causing problems, and every night at sundown, a pall of smoke hovers over the area all night. It's like living next to a charcoal plant.
At times like this, I have to wonder why I didn't buy a place outside of a Mexican tourist trap. I'd get the same lifestyle.