Huey’s favorite proles were native Louisianans, displaced by rising seas, hurricane damage, and levee-smashing floods from the rampant Mississippi. Sinking into the depths of their tattered landscape, the Louisiana hordes had become creatures of an entirely different order from the scattered dissidents of the East Coast. These Louisianans were a powerful, ambitious, thriving counter-society, with their own clothing, their own customs, their own police, economy, and media. They could rather lord it over the nation’s less-organized dissies, hobos, and leisure unions. They were known as the Regulators.