Bowling Green

As a singer/songwriter and entertainer, I have traveled to many countries in the world. In my humble opinion, I believe there are only around ten molds which we as individuals fit into. The characters in Bowling Green are shaped and formed from these molds, poured like concrete stepping stones, constantly tread upon--. Bowling Green appears to be a sleepy ordinary town with not much happening. Nothing could be further from the truth. As you read on, you will find that 'everything is going on.' As old folks used to say 'all eyes closed ain't sleep.' They are people you would find in every part of the world, where the only link between them and the mainstream society is death and taxes. This town made up of 3500 people, African Americans, Mexicans and white farmers are no different then those black angus steer, ambling along slowly, silhouetted against the red evening sky. Time has stood still for them. The powers that be were quite content to have it remain that way, purposely and systematically excluding the people, to maintain the power balance. Oddly enough, not often recognized on this complex planet, many people like staying just the way they are, the 'silent majority.'Would you believe this is modern time and we still have a 'Mason & Dixon Line?' We're standing at the crossroads at seventy-six, knee deep in politics. Now, here comes the prospect of big business in 2001. A major international airport, hotels, mega superstores and supermarkets coming in, forcing economic change. Creating a new balance of power. Bowling Green cannot remain the same underprivileged small town where in this case, the motion picture The Defiant Ones was filmed, supposedly putting the town on the map, still nobody seeming to know where it is. Here, folks have one thing in common, their children. They either talk about them or they don't, depending upon whether they've made them proud or disappointed. They have their Pastors and Reverends in church every Sunday, preaching the good life