GDP per capita is fun, except that it leaves out the bottom of an important ratio: The cost of the assets required to create that output. In other words, it might be cheaper to live and build businesses in states with lower "GSP," resulting in returns on assets that are similar to states with higher GSPs.
Is that why so many people moved to the South?
The other thing that is weird is that everyone here has been trapped in the post's assumptions, namely, that GSP as a single stat and that financial accounting as a narrow concept can capture whether or not it's desirable to live someplace.
I think you need to be slightly more nerdy about this.
This data only represents one lone factor: output. It says nothing about how efficiently it was produced (in regard to returns on capital, expense ratios, etc.) relative to other regions. It says nothing about the relationship of that output versus the expenses necessary to live there and produce it. It says nothing about the utility of that output (in terms of either practicality or satisfaction). And it says nothing about the quality of life or the quality of the individuals who live there.
Though on the last point your prejudice is clear.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, there, MO3WK. If you keep talking about the ability to have a direct relationship with the Holy Trinity that is not filtered, monitored, or controlled by any other person (including that guy in the red Stefanelli loafers), I'll be expecting to see you in the pew of a Presbyterian church soon.
If you like committees, name tags, and grape juice, drop by some time. The table is open to all comers.
Have a blessed Easter.
This old trail hand is all for excitement, earnesty, and cookies.
Um, is this a coincidental or causal thing? Because, if it's the latter, your colleagues need to relax.
Seriously, I get the marginalization bit (or, should I say, I am getting it myself). Try to find a way to make yourself unmarginalizable, if not there, then in a larger business circle so that you can move on.
The Lone Scout approves of your vigor.
You are of the same mind as the architects/builders of my office tower. The more modern-minded current owners had rough signs saying "13" pasted over the original markings of "12M" (twelfth-floor mezzanine, that is, The-Regular-Sized-Floor-Between-Twelve-And-Fourteen-Whose-Sequential-Number-Shall-Nevertheless-Not-Be-Spoken) on the edge of the floor's elevator doors.
Apologies--I was just riffing off your comment that your post might be considered NSFW, and I figured that a zoo was the kind of workplace where your photographs and language would not be provocative, and, well, at the time it seemed that it would be funny if a zookeeper chimed in, and...