The need to cast people as extras in a D movie or set pieces in a mildly racist and extremely paternalistic travel guide isn't restricted to foreigners who have to absorb guff from a drunken she-yahoo of a tourist bitching about the architecture and the fact that they don't dress up in ceremonial garb 24/7. We can find it right here in the Great Wiped-out North. That's because Lynn doesn't write farm people. She writes rural stereotypes and magic people. Not only do we have Danny and Laura double-teaming the kids with the logical fallacy called the appeal to nature, we have an endless array of hayseeds who seem to be mired in a nineteenth century mindset. Moving from the old farmhand loaded with default misogyny who treats Elly like an imbecile because she has a uterus to Harvey Rood is a lateral one and tends to remind us that Lynn thinks that farm folk still think and act as if Princess Victoria just took to the throne.
This need to treat people as extras in a bad movie is also why, as I've said, that Liz treated the people up North as characters in a television series and not as people with lives and dreams. Since Lynn can't see them as people, neither can Lizardbreath.