Oh, yeah. Them. Like secession went over so very well the last time.
Well then I got into it when a person who called herself a Southerner went on about how the immigrants and the Yankees spoiled the South, and that the immigrants don't seem to speak English, and the Yankees all look down on anyone with a Southern accent. When I said, "That's bigotry" my comment was taken as agreement with the lumper, and I had to tell her, again, that I thought her statement was too bigoted to take seriously.
Somewhere along the line, she said something like "We were here first" (here=South), and I said, "No, that'd be the Native Americans."
Then I remembered I didn't actually *have* to talk to her at all.
As a sane Christian with Southern roots, I roll my eyes forever at those people.
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I am sure some Yankees do look down on Southerners for their accents and are rude, etc.--and vice versa. She couldn't see that she was doing what she hates other people doing to her, and that's when I was glad to remember I didn't have to talk to her.
Unfortunately, she is providing excellent justification to anyone that might do that.
"Gone With The Wind" was fiction, babe.
She also told me she was absent the day 'they' taught diversity.
I am sure some Yankees do look down on Southerners for their accents and are rude, etc.--and vice versa.
Oh, totally. And having lived on both sides of the Mason-Dixon line, I've seen both--mindboggling insularity and Yankee hate from Southerners, and anti-Southern bigotry that people would still utter to my face knowing damn well where I was born and raised.
I'm partial to a Southern accent, myself. Actually, I'm a bit easy for accents, in general.
There are lots of things I don't understand about y'all, but I try not to make it personal or a hate thing.
I'm partial to a Southern accent, myself.
Well, to me they just sound like home, y'know? At least, the version of the accent my family has does.
Actually, I'm a bit easy for accents, in general.
My fetish seems to be English Northern accents. Mmm...Sean Bean... Mmm...Christopher Eccleston...
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Let's see, where was I? It's funny, lately I've been feeling more like a Southerner than I have in many years, all without changing my blue-state politics or determination to keep living on the very opposite corner of the country. I think it may have something to do with me losing my dad. It's all very vague and emotional, just a deeper awareness that my roots are in that Alabama red clay, and while that legacy isn't all good, it's by no means all bad, either.
Hi... taking a paper writing break. I don't know what I'm doing so it's going slowly. I think it may come together though. Here's hoping.
It has been pouring rain all day, bleh. Poor Tom, I just sent him out to the grocery store.
Note to Frank: I am just stopping by here for a break! I'm going off to do work again!
