I
myself, am not a redneck. I was born to a working class father. I
was a “small town” girl. I was a country girl. We grew gardens,
and Daddy plowed with a jenny for sentimental reasons. I was taught
how to behave in even the highest social occasions. I was an Honor
Graduate of my High School. Yet, I married a died in the wool
redneck. Pete's grandfather was one of the settlers of this area in
which we live, called Caneyhead. He owned 450+ acres and ran cattle
on it. It is loaded with sloughs and timber. And it is the highest
point above sea level in the county in which we live. So, in a way I
married redneck royalty.
Even
Webster, doesn't capture the original meaning of redneck in total
truth. They say: “
a
white person who lives in a small town or in the country especially
in the southern U.S., who typically has a working-class job, and who
is seen by others as being uneducated and having
opinions
and attitudes that are offensive.”
Yes,
a redneck is white. In fact, originally, redneck simply referred to
the fact that the person earned their living in the sun, and hence
had a “red” neck. They might be a common laborer or a highly
trained and skilled craftsman, but they worked in the sun. 65+ years
ago that is all that it meant. Yes, many rednecks do not hold
college degrees, but that is not the only way to acquire knowledge.
There is also apprenticeship and trade schools. Look down your ivy
league nose if you will, but if it weren't for rednecks, and folks of
color just like them, this country would grind to a halt in less than
three days if none of them reported to work. They are why you have
good roads to drive on. Why you get electrical service where you
live. Why you can pump gasoline into you Mercedes. They fix
everything you ever broke. And most of the time if you'd have known
half of what they do, it wouldn't have broke in the first place.
My
Pete probably has a higher IQ than me. Most of you, in fact.
Whether it is pipefitting, mechanics or carpentry, he can look any
situation over, access it, know what's wrong, what's needed, and get
95% of it done. The other 5% is for when he knows he needs someone
else for something and is smart enough to to turn it over to them.
As an example, he designed a network of pipes in one of Ron Paul's
Lumber mills that so impressed the muck-it-y-mucks, that they flew
people in to see it.
All
the rednecks I know well are very smart and highly capable people.
If they care for you, their loyalty is unshakable. They work full
throttle and expect everyone around them to do the same. They party
just as hard as they work. They always protect what is theirs, no
matter the cost. They carry inside a code of honor and a sense of
patriotism that is dead and gone in most of America today. But it is
the same code that our grandfather's held when they stormed Normandy to protect the world's freedoms. It they offend you, then you've
lost your way, my friend. They know who they are and what they
believe in. The question is, do you?
Stepping
off my soapbox, lets examine the the lighter side. From JeffFoxworthy's redneck jokes, here's a few that ring true in our house:
You might be a redneck if:
...You
think "loading the dishwasher" means getting your wife
drunk.
...You
ever cut your grass and found a car.
(Actually, you knew it was there, but no one else did until you
mowed.)
...You
think the stock market has a fence around it.
(And why not?! Fort Worth people!)
...You
burn your yard rather than mow it.
(For the city folk, it kills the weeds, cleans and nourishes the land
and grows better fields.)
...Your
wife has ever said, "Come move this transmission so I can take a
bath."
(Sometimes you have to clean something to get it working. I've also
boiled carburetors on my stove.)
...You've
ever hit a deer with your car...deliberately.
(Actually, I don't know anyone who has, but I know plenty who would
be tempted.)
...You
have every episode of Hee-Haw on tape.
(And why not? It had cute, clean comedy and awesome country legends
singing.)
...
You've
ever been involved in a custody fight over a hunting dog.
(Yeah, I've heard of this one. A good dog can't easily be
replaced!)
...going
to the bathroom at night involves shoes and a flashlight.
(That was true at Bush Lake.)
...You've
ever barbecued Spam on the grill.
(No, we haven't. But in the oilfield Pete has warmed food on top of
the breather on the engine.)
There you have it. The Truth about Rednecks from someone who has been fortunate to be surrounded by them for 30+ yeas.
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