You have fallen in with the right wing crowd and you see the light. You love the wealthy and resent the useless poor breeder/eaters. You brought a couple ounces of good weed with you when you moved here and you smoke a bit of it each night till it runs out. But you don't even try to score any more. You hang out and go hunting. Catch monster truck smashes. Fish. Your new drug of choice is whiskey. Potent and portable in silver flasks. Your health gets a little worse but to too badly so...