*Down Dixie Way* *Notes of a Fed-Up Southerner*Fred Reed March 3, 2014 Coming up as I did a Southern boy, usually barefoot, lots of times with a cane pole and a string of bream I caught in Machodoc Creek, and other signs of higher civilization, I believe I could get tired of Northerners huffing and puffing about how moral they are. Ain't nothing like a damn Yankee for smarmy hypocrisy. They can spit it out in chunks like saw logs. A Yankee can't open his mouth without preaching about how everybody else ought to do something he won't do himself.
It's always the same thing, about how the South keeps blacks in poverty and has lynch mobs. (Actually, it's been at least three weeks since I was in a lynch mob.) To listen to these pious frauds, you'd think Northerners just loved black people and spent most of their time with them at the country club, talking the stock market. Why, how else *could* it be? I couldn't lie so much if you gave me a bird dog and a buzz saw. It ain't in me. The worst schools in the country are in Mississippi, which doesn't have any money, and the second worst in Washington, DC, which has all our money. Yes, Washington, so virtuous it makes your teeth curl. How many white kids are in those schools? Uh-huh. It's you and him integrate, not us. You've heard about white flight. In nearly about every city in the North white people streak for the suburbs so's not to be near black people, and then they talk about how bad Southerners are for doing the same thing. I guess talking moral is more fun than being it. Fact is, you can see more social, comfortable integration in a catfish house in Louisiana than you can in probably all of Washington. Now, sometimes I have to yield to the truth. I don't like to, but it's forced on me. Blacks do live miserable in Southern cities.It can't be denied. There's a shameful list of awful cities and it hurts me to write it: Newark, Trenton, Camden, Detroit, Flint, Chicago, and Gary. Pretty much the entire South. Facts is, the South itself was always poor, dirt poor, pea-turkey poor, especially after 1861, and a lot of what it was and how it felt came out of that. Songs like *Ode to Billy Joe* to Yankees are funny, the kind of thing you'd expect from those hicks down there. But they tell how it was for a lot of folk. Red dirt hills where nothing much wanted to grow, and there was nothing much to do and sometimes nothing much to eat. It was ugly, Tobacco Road, and the North laughs it. Even in the mid-Fifties you saw- -kids from the countryside of Alabama with their teeth black from decay, and in some regions school vacations came at cotton-picking and cotton-chopping time. You could easy find people living in fall-down shacks, white people too. Thank you, Mr. Lincoln. Piety quiz: Everybody take out a sheet of paper. Who said the following: "I will say then that I am not, nor ever have been in favor of bringing about in anyway the social and political equality of the white and black races - that I am not nor ever have been in favor of making voters or jurors of negroes, nor of qualifying them to hold office, nor to intermarry with white people...." (1) Mahatma Ghandi (2) Mother Theresa (3) Tinker Belle or (4) Abraham Lincoln. Hint: It wasn't any of the first three. Let me remind us that the South has generally had to bring to the North the benefits of culture. It figures. Industrial society is so full of stench and soot and misery and crowding that people can't even do a good job of being unhappy. That's why the great blues men like Mississippi John Hurt and Lightnin' Hopkins came out of Dixie. So did jazz, and country music, and Dixieland jazz, which is different, and bluegrass, and rock'n'roll thanks to Big Boy Crudup and Elvis. Yankees can play long-hair music pretty good, but they stole it from Europe. The South, though. It was a different place, mostly kind of sad I guess if you looked close, but it could grow on you. Those hot, quiet cotton fields in the Delta, where time passed sweet and slow like sorghum syrup dripping on busted china, and it was so peaceful and the air so soft you figured maybe there was a God after all. There wasn't, though. At the time you could stand there and think that it would go on forever, that there was something comfortable and familiar that wouldn't turn into something else you didn't want. But it did. Nothing lovely can last when next door you have an infernal industrial smoke pit. There was a wildness to the South, a sense that anything could happen. It didn't feel controlled. Maybe it wasn't obvious. People talked soft and slow like the Good Lord intended, instead of honking through their noses the way they do in Brooklyn, and they were polite and friendly. You didn't want to lean on them, though. That wasn't a good idea. If you knew the place, it wasn't surprising the moonshine runners came from there, and later turned into NASCAR. Hopped-up flathead mill, tank of bust-head corn in the trunk, flying through the Tennesse night with the dam federals after them. Back then, like now, Washington didn't want people to drink what they wanted or smoke what they wanted. They was always sticking their long possum noses where they didn't belong. And not just in the South. They'd invade anybody they'd ever heard of. Mexico in 1846 and 1916, Spain in 1898, Europe in 1917, on through Iraq and Yemen, wherever that is, and Afghanistan and I don't know where all. Anything but mind their own business. And now we got another Yankee president from Chicago messing with the whole country, turning America into Russia. That sort of thing never did set too well below Mason and Dixon's Line. Piety quiz: Which of the following in the decades surrounding the Civil War said over and over that he wanted to send all the black folks to Africa? (1) Susan Anthony (2) Pallas Athena (3) Sophia of Anhalt-Zerbst (4) Abraham Lincoln. Hint.... But enough about Washington, the world's central deposit of oleaginous purity. Let's talk about cars. Dixie was a car culture from when it first got the chance. It still is. I remember when, come summer, at umpty-dozen tracks the night howled and yowled and roared as muscle cars raced, taching high and sometimes blowing rods but things don't always turn out perfect. In the stands they drank beer out of paper cups and hollered for Jimmy Jack or Joe Bob to take the lead. It was their place in the world and they were doing what they liked with people they liked and there were no dam feds telling them they had to put catalytic converters on the race cars. Yet. That was something the South always liked. Being left the hell alone. On the weekends of races at Road Atlanta, from all over the South, from little towns like Farmville, Virginia, trailers and motor homes towing race cars streamed in. They'd set up and bring out the tool boxes and start prepping for the races the next day. Wives and girlfriends would help and everyone hollered greetings at new arrivals. The wives and girlfriends were real women, and seemed to think being a woman was a good thing. Men thought it was a good thing, that's for sure. It was like there were two kinds of people, men and women, instead of just one. It's a novel concept, I reckon. But we liked it. And they were just nice. You could easy tell a Southern gal from a menopausing crocodile. Up North, you'd need a DNA test. Anyway, half the crowd already knew each other and the others didn't have to because it was a common culture and if you had a race car, you were in. Greasy-purity quiz: "I will say in addition to this that there is a physical difference between the white and black races which I believe will forever forbid the two races living together on terms of social and political equality. And inasmuch as they cannot so live, while they do remain together there must be the position of superior and inferior, and I, as much as any other man, am in favor of having the superior position assigned to the white race." (1) George Wallace (2) David Duke (3) Nathan Bedford Forrest (4) Abraham Lincoln Uh-huh. The Great Emancipator. Himself. 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