Commentary In the now three and a half years since I have decamped with my family from Los Angeles to Nashville—some have called us “early adopters”— I have spent considerable time on phone, email and texts with old friends and acquaintances in New York and California who are asking me what it’s like. Am I happy? Should they move? What’s best—Florida, Tennessee, Texas or someplace else? Although answering the question “should they move?” for someone else is rather like answering for them should they marry or divorce—it’s too big a decision and really none of your business—that doesn’t stop me from almost universally saying yes. I do this because I have been in LA and NY lately and know them to have turned into the ghosts of their former selves—basically hellholes. I haven’t been to Chicago for a few years, but it seems to be, if anything, worse. And when …