Word: redneckedly
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...never stopped looking at New York through hillbilly eyes," says Tom Wolfe, one plump pinkie gracefully arched as he fastidiously sips beer in the CRIMSON sanctum. "My grandfather fought in the Civil War for God's sake... Yes." Virginia born, he doesn't look much like a redneck in the custom made three-piece herringbone suit, in the custom-made white on white silk shirt with little diamonds, in the silk foulard and tie or side buckle shoes. Even less so when dressed for the street, another silk foulard peeping jauntily out of the breast pocket of his Chesterfield...
...stopped for a light, and a man got out of his car and approached us. He was dressed in a business suit and looked respectable--this was not a redneck, so we could relax. He stopped in front of us, inspecting us from head to toe. His eyes paused for a moment at our ESCRU buttons and the collar. Then he spoke, very quietly...
...Governor (1956-60), James P. Coleman. Thornberry, a federal district judge in Austin since 1963, succeeded Johnson in the House of Representatives in 1948 when Lyndon was elected a Senator. In the House, he was a Johnson-Rayburn-type moderate. Coleman is a segregationist-but far from a rabid redneck. He was a supporter of John Kennedy, lost a 1963 attempt to return to the governorship after his opponents labeled him "a weak sister trying to find the middle ground on segregation." Thornberry will replace retired Judge Joseph C. Hutcheson Jr., who usually voted with the pro-civil rights bloc...
Parker's Back, a grotesque but mystically radiant story of salvation, describes what happens to a loose-living redneck who can't seem to get right with his God-fearing wife. The dang-fool frets till he can't drive straight, crashes his tractor into a tree, rises up inspired and rushes off to the tattoo parlor, where a life-size head of Christ is inscribed in the middle of his back...
...soul into a perfect arabesque of colors, a garden of trees and birds and beasts." In terror and wonder, he presents himself to his wife. She takes one look at his back and drives him out of the house. "Idolatry! Idolatry!" Broken and bewildered but blazoned in bliss, the redneck stands in the widening day and cries like a newborn babe...