Atlanta, Georgia, will always be home for me, but I have never really understood why the whole hep world wants to move there. The weather’s bad (broiling in summer, surprisingly cold in winter) except in the increasingly short fall and spring; the highways are perpetually clogged; the suburban sprawl is vast and hideous; the crime rate is grim; and the “southern hospitality” has to a considerable extent worn out. Yes, housing costs are relatively low, and I realize the culinary scene, which used to be non-existent aside from some soul food joints, has now exploded. But still, I don’t regret splitting to the Coast, and don’t much miss Atlanta except for specific family and friends, and the superior proximity to quality biscuits and grits.

But HuffPost has a listicle today about the glories of Hotlanna, so you can check it out yourself. I certainly wouldn’t consider moving there to visit the Clermont Lounge (something that’s immense fun once a decade), to dine at the Varsity (you don’t want to plan on moving around much the next day), or to enter the World of Coke (which is like being inside a giant corporate logo). If you do fly into the ATL to assess its livability, take a day to head east to Athens, or north to the Blue Ridge mountains, and use some of the time you would otherwise spend sitting in traffic reading billboards and longing for Agenda 21.

Ed Kilgore

Ed Kilgore is a political columnist for New York and managing editor at the Democratic Strategist website. He was a contributing writer at the Washington Monthly from January 2012 until November 2015, and was the principal contributor to the Political Animal blog.