I am mildly obsessed with one Kristen Chenowith at the moment for this very reason: she’s a girl from back home who has accomplished great things, without losing that little country girl, Okie, proud of mama and daddy, happier at the Sonic than at any 4-Star NYC Famous Chef-Owned Fine Dining Establishment.
Plus, those pipes!
It always amazes me when someone who seemed like a reasonable, salt of the earth, genuinely good person stumbles upon a path to the other side, for any reason at all — how quickly they forget where they came from and everything related to that place.
Elitist amnesia.