This is a very meaty article from the Independent Weekly (Durham, NC), but it paints a very accurate picture of Florida. It’s a weird, nonsensical place, full of the kinds of crazy that the current crop of Republican candidates are pandering to.
This is my favorite part of the article:
With its passionate xenophobia and contempt for science and education, the tea party is more of a religion than an ideology, and its apparent pope is the human bullhorn named Rush Limbaugh. The only thing surprising about the current Limbaugh furor—he slandered a coed who endorsed subsidized contraception as a “slut” and a “prostitute”—is that anyone is surprised. Misogyny, racism and gross insensitivity have been his stock in trade for decades. This is the charmer who found it amusing to call Chelsea Clinton, an adolescent with braces and acne, “the family dog.” Look it up. Limbaugh looks like a pig and thinks like a pig, and I pray I never get close enough to know whether he smells like one, too. To some 20 million Americans, nearly all of them Republican, he’s the pontiff and the prophet Isaiah.
Florida is a fertile breeding ground for the types of people that worship the Limbaughs of the world.