White Trash - Read This Book

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To understand where this nascent blog is (or will be) coming from, particularly if you're a furriner or a damyankee, you probably need to know where I'm coming from. This book explains it all.

White Trash: The 400-Year Untold History of Class in America

Want to know why the POTUS can get away with such utter blithering degenerate idiocy and not alienate his "base?" Want to understand the roots of Jim Crow and Southern bigotry? Want to know why poor white people consistently and reliably vote for politicians who reward them by cutting their legs off at the knees? Want to figure out why most Southern Caucasians can't trace their family trees farther back than some swamp in North Carolina? Ever wonder why those family trees don't branch a whole lot? Read this book.

Please.

While you're pondering whether to buy it in hardback or Kindle format, or whether to hitch a ride to the public library instead, enjoy some Southern Culture on the Skids. Be sure to wear a "gimme" baseball cap and dance as clumsily as you can!

I'll hold your beer.

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