"Welcome to the O.C."

No, not that "O.C"! The one with the beautiful beaches, the freakishly gorgeous people, multimillion dollar mansions on every corner and fabulous cars parked in every driveway....No, the O.C. I'm referring to is good ol' Orange Cove, California! A small town located in the heart of the San Joaquin Valley. It is a small farming community of about ten thousand residents with a median income of about $22,000 dollars per family. It is a city almost completely cut off from human civilization and surrounded by orange groves. But that is not what makes Orange Cove "unique". No, it's that, upon closer inspection, you see a town so out of touch with reality, so archaic in their way of thinking..that you fear you've ventured into some alternate realm..some other planet. How else does one explain a city run by a man who calls himself the "Mayor", yet his actions run more along the lines of "Dictator"..and man who has held this position for close to three decades, who disbanded the town's police department close to twenty years ago, who had enough gumption to request that dancing be banned in the town AND WAS GRANTED THAT REQUEST? I'm getting ahead of myself here. Let's first take a look at said "Mayor"