Journal 12
The South.
I've lived down here for about 6 weeks now and I've made some pretty noteworthy (at least to me) oberservations about the people down here.
The way they speak. A lot of people in the south can't speak, rather shouldn't speak. They don't know how to pronounciate. I'm not talking about the ones who call me Erk instead of Eric. Rather the ones who jumble drawl and fast talking.
Once I went to the store for bread, next door was a church's chicken, so i decided to get a bite to eat. The lady behind the counter handed me my food, and to my amazement, said, "Mmmwha'youdo'igh'deridtakedoestwopieteso'whi'brea'nputapieceo'chic'n'tween'emanddat'smmgood." (translated means mm what you do right there is take those two pieces of white bread and put a piece of chicken between them and that's good mmm). It took me 10 minutes to figure out what the fuck the lady said. Then, on the radio is a comercial and at the end is a lady who says "bringin' goo' cutumer serice do sout'ern middiddippi had been ou' goal for da la't terty yeahs." What?
I know, I know. Some of these people are great people. Kind hearted, and whatnot. The thing is that they think I'm being an asshole when I say what 5 times, or just give them a blank unkowing stare. Fucking Christ people, cut me a little slack, please, when you talk like you bit off half your tounge.
Another thing is hidden racism. Most places aren't tossing up the straight arm salute with their fellow klansmen. It is more of ignorance with thought and speech. One family said to me, "Only old black women know how to make greens and chitlins." Why is that? White people don't have the recepie? Does an old black lady put some special blackness in it? I've had greens made by the crackerest motherfuckers and it tasted mighty good. Another said to me once, while we were walking, "Smell that weed? That's cuz we are in the black section of the neighborhood." Black section? There are 2 fucking black families that live 4 houses down from each other. White people don't smoke weed? Someone please let all white kids not to smoke weed, because it is a 'black thing' ok?
Why do the biggest, fattest, redneck, buch drinking pecker wads, walk around with no shirt on? They strut their shit like they are some sex god. You know, the ones that refer to me as commie pinko fag freak. They claim they are gonna call the "law" on me. I see it wherever I go down here. It really is pretty fucked up. They call you "boy!" and threaten to "whoop your ass all over this place." Sick fucks.
Lastly are the 'homies.' This is the plague of the country, right now. The cities down here are smaller than the town I lived in up north, but there are more of these kids. They are white kids, who wear fubu gear, ride around in a pick up truck blaring nelly, while they plaster the confederate flag all over the place, and worst of all they speak ebonics. They speak like they are from compton while talking with a drawl. What connection do they have to a hard life in a ghetto?
Really, not all is bad here. I've met some cool people, an SG is from MS, one of the most decadent cities (Nola) isn't far away. They could stand to slow down their speach when they hear someone talking "funneh" but it isn't their fault. But please, if you are fat (and I' chubby myself) KEEP CLOTHED IN PUBLIC, IT'S NOT FUCKING SEXY. Don't use the word law. Don't speak ebonics with a deep southern drawl. You will eventually get shot when you leave this place and go to a real city. Lastly, and most important, DON'T FLY YOUR FUCKING CONFEDERATE FLAG, YOU COCK SUCKERS. No one else respects it. It is quite a disgusting symbol. You lost the fucking war, you should be required to fucking burn it. When someone insults your stars and bars do not flip out like a fucking ninja, they are allowed to insult it. This is america you fuckers. It really does look trashier than a crack whore in a trailer park.
The South.
I've lived down here for about 6 weeks now and I've made some pretty noteworthy (at least to me) oberservations about the people down here.
The way they speak. A lot of people in the south can't speak, rather shouldn't speak. They don't know how to pronounciate. I'm not talking about the ones who call me Erk instead of Eric. Rather the ones who jumble drawl and fast talking.
Once I went to the store for bread, next door was a church's chicken, so i decided to get a bite to eat. The lady behind the counter handed me my food, and to my amazement, said, "Mmmwha'youdo'igh'deridtakedoestwopieteso'whi'brea'nputapieceo'chic'n'tween'emanddat'smmgood." (translated means mm what you do right there is take those two pieces of white bread and put a piece of chicken between them and that's good mmm). It took me 10 minutes to figure out what the fuck the lady said. Then, on the radio is a comercial and at the end is a lady who says "bringin' goo' cutumer serice do sout'ern middiddippi had been ou' goal for da la't terty yeahs." What?
I know, I know. Some of these people are great people. Kind hearted, and whatnot. The thing is that they think I'm being an asshole when I say what 5 times, or just give them a blank unkowing stare. Fucking Christ people, cut me a little slack, please, when you talk like you bit off half your tounge.
Another thing is hidden racism. Most places aren't tossing up the straight arm salute with their fellow klansmen. It is more of ignorance with thought and speech. One family said to me, "Only old black women know how to make greens and chitlins." Why is that? White people don't have the recepie? Does an old black lady put some special blackness in it? I've had greens made by the crackerest motherfuckers and it tasted mighty good. Another said to me once, while we were walking, "Smell that weed? That's cuz we are in the black section of the neighborhood." Black section? There are 2 fucking black families that live 4 houses down from each other. White people don't smoke weed? Someone please let all white kids not to smoke weed, because it is a 'black thing' ok?
Why do the biggest, fattest, redneck, buch drinking pecker wads, walk around with no shirt on? They strut their shit like they are some sex god. You know, the ones that refer to me as commie pinko fag freak. They claim they are gonna call the "law" on me. I see it wherever I go down here. It really is pretty fucked up. They call you "boy!" and threaten to "whoop your ass all over this place." Sick fucks.
Lastly are the 'homies.' This is the plague of the country, right now. The cities down here are smaller than the town I lived in up north, but there are more of these kids. They are white kids, who wear fubu gear, ride around in a pick up truck blaring nelly, while they plaster the confederate flag all over the place, and worst of all they speak ebonics. They speak like they are from compton while talking with a drawl. What connection do they have to a hard life in a ghetto?
Really, not all is bad here. I've met some cool people, an SG is from MS, one of the most decadent cities (Nola) isn't far away. They could stand to slow down their speach when they hear someone talking "funneh" but it isn't their fault. But please, if you are fat (and I' chubby myself) KEEP CLOTHED IN PUBLIC, IT'S NOT FUCKING SEXY. Don't use the word law. Don't speak ebonics with a deep southern drawl. You will eventually get shot when you leave this place and go to a real city. Lastly, and most important, DON'T FLY YOUR FUCKING CONFEDERATE FLAG, YOU COCK SUCKERS. No one else respects it. It is quite a disgusting symbol. You lost the fucking war, you should be required to fucking burn it. When someone insults your stars and bars do not flip out like a fucking ninja, they are allowed to insult it. This is america you fuckers. It really does look trashier than a crack whore in a trailer park.
and i'm sure you know this too, but there are fuckers and morons everywhere, and they have a right to wear their bedsheets and tote their confederate flag as much as you have a right to insult them. really, it's only announcing to the world that they are degenerate, uneducated, hicks--it's a way for them to seek out their own kind.
i agree there are some bad elements, but don't forget to look for the good ones. in knoxville, i knew my mailman by name, he hand delivered my wallet to my apartment when i left at the post office. i lived in the same apartment building now for a year and a half, and the only people i've met here are also from the south.
and really, has there been a better word created than "y'all?" and casinos! you've got lots o casinos in biloxi. that's free drinkin' all night long (well, relatively free anyway).