out here in the middle of nowhere, the permit inspectors or whomever they are have to drive roughly 300 miles to inspect anything, my friend did all this electrical work to code - they drove up, said "looks great" and never got out of the car!
most folks out here are off grid and some stuff is overbuilt other stuff is what I like to call "chicken coop tech"
lots of folks out here are supposed to do this and that and don't do either.
Driving is a piece of cake.
A decade or so ago I was at a conference with a guy who worked in the Massachusetts office that certifies town building inspectors. Like a number of states, Massachusetts had (and I assume still has) a law requiring some number of hours of annual in-service training to keep the license active. One year, going through their records, they found one inspector who had not been to any in-service training classes -- ever. So they sent him a letter informing him that they were going to de-certify him.
So he called them up and told them to take their license and shove it. "And good luck finding a replacement," he said.
Naturally, they (the state) asked, "Why?" So he told them.
Seems there's a small island (much smaller than Nantucket or Martha's Vineyard) off the coast of Massachusetts. Mostly it houses a Coast Guard station, but there is a small village there, probably occupied mostly by CG dependents and a few lobstermen (which is what this building inspector actually did for a living). He issued maybe two building permits a year, and all for single family houses (Coast Guard buildings being exempt from the state code). The guy explained to them that in order for him to attend one of their classes, he would have to leave home at about 4:00 a.m., take an hour and a half boat ride to the mainland (weather permitting), rent a car, drive to wherever the class was being held, return the rental car, and then take the boat ride back to the island. If he was lucky, he might get home by late evening. All to attend classes about things he would never, ever see on Cuttyhunk Island.
In a momentary attack of common sense, the department created a special class of license, allowing him to inspect single family houses without attending in-service training.