‘Scenes from a Nashville Convenience Store,’ or discovering your inner Goober – Wull gollee, Andy. I didn’ ‘spec it would be lak thius.
“I knew there would be poverty in Nashville—this is Tennessee, after all—but what astonished me was the utter lack of country rusticity. I wasn’t expecting Beverly Hills, but for some reason I thought the poor people would look more like Li’l Abner than Lil Jon. In short, I expected to see more hillbillies and fewer gangbangers and wiggers. But east Nashville is a place where “Music City” has a distinctly different meaning.
“Sure, there were scraggly shirtless cigarette-smoking white homeless men clustered in packs under tree shade. There were sunburned bikers wearing German helmets. There were 400-pound grit-gobbling pasty women waddling out of diners with their 300-pound sausage-gnawing ofay mates. But after a while it became evident that anyone who might fit the cultural stereotype of a ‘redneck’ skewed older than average."
http://takimag.com/article/scenes_from_a_nashville_convenience_store_jim_goad/print#ixzz2WZnGKFS2
At www.maggeisfarm.anotherdotcom.com
(He thinks the South is too black of too Indian or something. But, the piece is from Takimag, and Taki often is tacky.)
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