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Conclusion: Choose Life. Choose Anywhere Else.

Last updated on October 29, 2025

We have taken you on a tour of the real Bisbee, the one that lies beneath the clever slogans and the colorful paint. It is a town of profound contradictions: a place that sells history but has no future, a community that markets weirdness but demands conformity, and a landscape that is both beautiful and poisoned. It is not “Mayberry on Acid.” It is a cautionary tale.

It is a place with no jobs, where your career will go to die. It is a place where the housing stock is a collection of crumbling, dangerous liabilities. It is a place where the basic infrastructure of modern life is failing. It is a place where the ground, air, and water are contaminated with the toxic legacy of a dead industry. It is a place where the social scene is a claustrophobic maze of cliques and resentments. It is a place where residents are props in a tourist theme park. It is a place where the government is paralyzed by infighting and incompetence. It is a place where you cannot and should not raise a family. It is a place where isolation will grind you down. And it is a place that, once it has you in its grip, may never let you go.

Do not be seduced by the fantasy. Do not become another ghost haunting the staircases, another cautionary tale told over drinks at the local bar. Your dream of a simple, authentic, creative life will not be found here. It will be sacrificed at the altar of a carefully constructed myth.

There are countless small towns in this country that can offer you a genuine community, real opportunity, and a functional place to live without the hidden costs to your finances, your health, and your sanity.

Choose one of them. Choose anywhere else. Save yourself.

Published in"Why Bisbee Sucks" Book