That part of Connecticut that is a suburban hellhole, a middle-class nightmare. It includes any place with easy access to Interstate 91, and/or Interstate 95 from New Haven south. Patheticut spawns upwardly-mobile yuppie
scum who go north to Vermont for a second home or vacation, and then ruin that place as well.
People from Patheticut act like crabs in a basket - as soon as one gets near the top, another
will grab its dangling lower exremity to
pull itself up, thereby pulling the other down. The only way to get out is to crawl over someone else.
Every
summer my wife drags me down to Patheticut to see the in-laws. All they talk about is
money, shopping, commuting, and the country club. Chip and Buffy try to impress us with their fancy talk about yachting and
golf. Ewww...Patheticut. Get me out of here!