Crimson Red Sports

I love this list:

#1 Atlanta, Georgia

#4 Nashville, TN


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http://blog.al.com/montgomery/2013/05/no_city_of_alabama_made_a_rece.html#incart_river_default

Cleveland, Oh. #9?  :dunno:

Must be a lot of tobacco-chewing, NASCAR loving, pickup driving, good ole boys there.


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Any such list without Birmingham is a fraud!

Chances are good that someone capable and with sufficient interest in developing these statistics would not know or recognize the difference between a real redneck and a psuedo-citified redneck.  The cities may have guys AND GALS that learned "Redneck" off movies and Youtube. We have a yearly influx of these goobers during the hunting seasons and when trout streams are being stocked. We pull their 4WD spotless trucks out of ditches, field dress their deer and help to get their kill out of the woods to a game checking station. Otherwise, they are sometimes likely to take a couple of pictures and leave a kill to rot. We can spot them 10 miles away, circling the county in their brand new trucks and camo, hunting out the driver's window so they don't get cold. LOL

The riding lawnmower cities don't tell me anything except that the city may have more in the way of expansive lawns. New cities over old cities.

My Webster's says a redneck is "a white member of the Southern rural laboring class" or "a person whose behavior and opinions are similar to those attributed to rednecks."

I know a lot of whites who labor in rural settings who aren't rednecks.

Any better definitions from our grammar gang?   

I thought Fruithurst had that contest locked up. They still say yes mam and go to church on Sunday. We even go fishing on Saturday. Give a check to our wife, take off down the road to the chicken fights. RTR!

The term redneck came from the red bandanas worn by coal miners to identify their fighting force against management and the hired gun thugs and merceneries of the east.

Modern definitions vary.  The stereotypical ranges from the comedic goobers of the Jeff Foxworthy jokes, to the God-fearing, hard working, flag waving members of the Tea Party which have the audacity to believe in the U.S. Constitution and conservative fiscal principles.

In the middle are the gun toting, truck loving, bible lovin' (but not totin'), blue collar sons of the American Revolution, the Civil War,  WW I & II, and South Vietnam, the Republic of.  As much as his enjoys calling in an air strike or sending combustible robots into a cave, he usually finds himself no farther than three cold beers from a good ol' fist fight.  If his fists can't find the targets, he also seems to enjoy beating up YOUR fists with his face, ---versatile if you will.

You have the front woods version that love car racing, college football, good bourbons, and cheerleaders.  He loves to go on weekend hunting and fishing adventures, particularly the party after and the stories that spring forth.  He loves his kids, his wife, and attack through a canister of lead shards and glass defending his Mother. Then you have the back woods that could care less for football, in favor of living in the woods, taking hunting, trapping, and fishing to new levels. He'd rather reload shells and field strip rifles all evening, then attend the homecoming game.  He takes his work serious which is good for it generally starts around 4-5am.  He takes his wife to the gun show or tractor pull, which he enjoys even though the crowds of part time rednecks seem to increase each year. His liquor is rarely store bought, never paying city redneck retail for shine or shells.

But good luck to the bureaucrat that invites either gaggle to defend the border or invade France.  Three hours later they'll be 10 bottles into the beer,-- barbecuing over something they killed on the way into town from the motel-- little French boys in bicycle shorts being made to tote firewood.  While both groups do not understand how the folks that hate them politically them seem to have the upperhand whenever something goes to a vote.  He watches the community organizers retire with millions, senators retiring to million dollar parchutes in corporate consulting, while he and his neighbor redneck decide to share acre of common property, for raising a garden as their 401K.   

 

Good one!  It sure beats the one-sentence Webster try.

Fruithurst finished #11 on the list.


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