GoatMan wrote:
It drives me crazy... all the rednecks and trailer trash around here. What's worse is that I'm part Oakie... a fate worse than redneck death. Sure, as a kid, you don't realize that going down to the ol' swimming hole during a hot day in California, or your dad and uncle dressed in raggedy old t-shirts and jeans is a bad thing (it's just a way to avoid thrashing good clothes out in the Sierras).
However, the fact someone can easily, through the simple act of a polo-shirt, avoid dressing like a redneck quickly dashes the "romanticism" of "good ol' country livin'!"
I gave country music a try once, back when my manager insisted that was all that was on the radio at work. I didn't mind it at first, but it was more of the same hard emo rock "pity me, my life is crappy, and I can't sing" stuff. At least with hard rock, it has a good beat to it, but country is too fast even to enjoy heavy bass and drums. it's also WAY too whiny.
Living in the country side, it must be a requirement to at least have some level of refinement. You at least get that out of some of the cattle ranches in the area (when their cattle isn't stampeding your grandparents' land, and you have to go out at age 6 on an ATV to move the herd), but the rest who live up there are often just stuck because they can't afford to move to the city for decent paying work.
Perhaps there should be a new government social program for moving all the rednecks out of the countryside, and depositing them where no one else wants to live: Louisiana.
I don't blame you. I wouldn't want to live in Louisiana either.
Tim
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