You didn't really think I was all done writing about the Iowa State Fair, did you? This is my third and final post on the matter. (The other posts are here and here.) What can I say; I found the fair to be rich in blogging material!
Last month I happened to come across an opinion piece in The Wall Street Journal (which is this blog's namesake...they should be paying me for this kind of publicity) about state fairs titled "Our Love Affair With the Fairs." It was a fun little editorial and among other things, it said:
"State fairs represent the America many of us praise from afar, or live within, or simply puzzle over."
"Fairs...can be traced back to 500 B.C....Fairs have existed as microcosms of society from the beginning..."
"Let's face it: no matter how sophisticated we become, a life-size statue of Elvis sculpted from 800 pounds of butter will always fascinate us. And if you don't understand this, then I'm afraid you don't understand America."
|What Midwestern state fair would be complete without a tractor parade?|
|Classic cars, all in a row|
|Junk food at its finest|
|My father ended up buying an organic cotton mattress!|
|These huge fat snakes make me feel slightly nauseous even now.|
We plan on going to the State Fair each summer. It must be the American in us!