You Might Be A Redneck
You might be a Redneck if: “...you’re the first member of your family to graduate from college outside of prison.”
Guess I’m a Redneck.
Posted by MAJ Mike
10/16/2005 at 11:08 AM
Me too!
I was Grandfathered-In when they formed the Redneck Club. Born in Kentucky, Marine, pickup truck, chainsaw, weedwhacker. Welcome to all.
Maj: do you mean High School?
Posted by Oink
10/16/2005 at 11:18 AM
Guilty, ‘cept for giving my last dollar to a friend… we’d split it… and thank God we had that much.
Guess I’m a redneck.
Posted by Annoying Little Twerp
10/16/2005 at 04:39 PM
Sweetie: An Equal Opportunity redneck!
I’m sorry, but being from Kentucky, I love the one: “You might be a redneck if your mother does not take the Marlboro from her lips when she tells the State Trooper to go to hell.” Or if she has ever been involved in a fistfight at a High School Athletic Event. Tough women.
Posted by Oink
10/16/2005 at 04:44 PM
Oinl - yes, it was college in my case.
Posted by MAJ Mike
10/16/2005 at 04:56 PM
Maj: Ignore the typo, happens to all of ux.
I was visiting a “lower social class” home as part of my duties as Social Worker at the VA Hospital. They had a framed H.S. GED certificate for their son, from the state prison, framed & hanging on their wall. I explained to the astounded nurse, that he was the first in the family to graduate.I’ve known kids from such families to graduate medical school. You just never know.
Posted by Oink
10/16/2005 at 05:01 PM
Oink: I continue to blame old age, cheap computer monitors, and the gradual loss of my fine motor skills.
My father was an orphan who never went beyond the 7th grade, but had a career in the military, worked his his off to get me the opportunity to have a better life than his.
Guess he was a Redneck, too.
Posted by MAJ Mike
10/16/2005 at 06:33 PM
Yep: My family history also. Grandpa worked the oil fields in Texas to save money for a farm, which he worked all his life. The nine kids had successful middle-class lives. The majority of the grandkids are professionals.
My friend describes the first three generations of a typical Jewish immigrant: 1. pushcart peddler on Lower East Side 2. clothing store owner 3. PhD. Pretty much his story—his dad ran a clothing store in Kokomo, Indiana.
There seem to be bunches of Pakistanis, whole families of them, working their asses off at their Dunkin Donuts, motels or gas stations.
Posted by Oink
10/16/2005 at 07:20 PM
My Jewish pale born paternal grandfather’s(He was born in what in now part of the Ukraine) family was well educated-they spoke English when they came here-and relatively well to do. My maternal grandfather’s family(his mother was an English Christian)were blue collar.
Both my late father and his sister, as well as my mother and my only first cousin are advanced degreed.
As for me and my brother-well we’re just interesting.
Posted by Annoying Little Twerp
10/16/2005 at 07:32 PM
I say yes to every Redneck test - so guess I’m a Redneck too............
Posted by Dottie
10/16/2005 at 08:29 PM
We never doubted either of you two gals.
Advanced degree does not equal success, alto it can indicate training and effort, maybe brains—of a sort, depending. There’s a big difference between families that are headed somewhere better and those that are not. People can almost certainly avoid poverty by 1. finishing high school 2. keeping their first real job for a year, and 3. having an intact family with an involved father.
Posted by Oink
10/16/2005 at 08:42 PM
Yeeeee-HAWWWWWWWW!
I guess this immigrant boy is a redneck too. I much prefer it to the alternative.
I come from a long line of Texas, Tennessee, and Georgia rednecks and I’m Proud of it Bless all the rednecks on this post and everywhere else
Let’s see where I rank…
One nation under God. Yep. My kids schools (both VA Beach and this friggin blue state of Maine) have morning recitals of the Pledge. INCLUDING ‘Under God’. Damn right.
10 Commandments. Yep. Posted in my HS main office AND in typing class. Plus prolly a few other classrooms.
Christmas it is. Never even heard of Winter Festival.
Bowed head at prayer? Yep.
Standing at National Anthem? Yep. Even while at home watching sporting events. (I do admit to critiquing the singer’s skills)
Vietnam vets? Much respect I have. My dad (served in the Army, wanted to go to Nam but couldn’t due to med reasons) would kick my ass if I didn’t. So would my cousin (Army medic)
Burn a flag? HELL NO.
What to say no matter what? Yep. I inherited my mom’s ‘open mouth insert foot’ truth telling and my parents sarcastic wit.
Respect elders? Yep. I’m a yes/no ma’am/sir type of gal. Teaching my kids to address people the same way.
Giving last dollar to a friend? Yep. Being in Navy housing, we’re ‘on call’ so to speak for those wives whose husbands are currently on deployment.
Oh and I’m originally from KY (Louisville born, raised in Spencer County - think Taylorsville Lake area). According to many Mainers, I have a heavy drawl. Go figure.
Guess I’m a redneck, too, also from 1949. And damn proud of it. KY born and bred, though lately “serving penance” in the
moonbat haven of New England.
LC RP
Guess you could say I’m an urban redneck. But on the other hand, I stay out of the sun.
10/16/2005 at 11:11 AM
