Word: rednecking
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...consultant, produces muck of a good, gooey consistency and characters who chuck it at each other with vigor. The best and most rascally is Matt's candidate, Governor Solomon Jawinski, a fat, Polish-Jewish carpetbagger from Detroit who drives an old El Dorado convertible and knows how to talk redneck. In a TV debate he points out that his opponent is too lean and too handsome. "When everybody in this country looked like me," he says, "our farmers were rich! Everybody ate white bread and red meat! We drove big cars and ate big breakfasts!" Jawinsky could have beaten Robb...
...must presumably distinguish between the good, official racism (which is polyunsaturated) and bad racism (which is the saturated fat of the redneck). Well, good racism does not drive out bad. It is weak-minded and dangerously innocent to think one can enlist an immoral principle (sorting out individuals by race) in the service of social justice. The battle against bad racism becomes (like the war in Vietnam) not only unwinnable but self-perpetuating. And worse: the effort to combat racism grows evil in itself...
...Some people are determined that you must be a redneck and you have 14 uncles named Joe Eddie," says Audra A. Hale '98, who is from Mississippi...
Kinison was not Lenny Bruce -- more studied, less sharp and attacking society from the redneck right instead of the hip-humanist left. But he was no lame-brain Andrew Dice Clay either. What's the difference? Well, stand back, because we have to scream this in a print approximation of the sonic blast that was Kinison's trademark. SOMETIMES HE'S FUNNY! We're not happy about this, but there it is. Alive or dead, in a comedy club or in hell (granted, a fine distinction), Kinison lived up to his self-appointed epithet, Leader of the Banned...
...Texas during part of my spring break. A popular bill had been introduced in the Texas state legislature which, if passed, would give citizens the right to carry concealed weapons. Such a law appeared ludicrous to me. Such a law could only be the product of the cowboy-redneck which still pervades the small minds of my fellow Texans. I thought with typical Harvard arrogance...