I think the fun of “You might be a redneck” is in the fact that most of us have some degree of redneck-ness in us. (Is that a word? It should be.)
It’s also funny to note that there are all different kinds of rednecks. The most common stereotype is of the Great Southern Redneck, partly because there are so many of them and they are so entertaining. But there are other types, like the Eastern Redneck, the Vermont Redneck, and the Northeastern Redneck. They’re all affected to some degree by the environment they live in and by their own family heritage.
Take my family, for example. My dear departed Dad was a redneck of sorts – the likes of which I’ve never seen since. He completely defied categorization – Japanese American, New England Redneck? He was a hardworking guy, very blue-collar. He had been dealt some blows in life, and he managed to scrape by and still kept a positive attitude. Some of the things he did were very redneck. He built us kids a jungle gym out of two by fours and plywood… and if you ever saw the car I learned to drive in, oh my God… It was an old Plymouth Volare, rigged up with a giant plywood roof rack to which he strapped all of his extermination equipment. What teenager wants to be seen in something like that?
Grandma has redneck tendencies, too. But that shouldn’t be too surprising considering that she grew up in farm country.
Ah well. I think that’s why the five of us kids tend to want to get away from our background? We haven’t entirely succeeded… I kept my old car for a year, rusting away in the backyard until my new car was totalled and I had to reanimate the clunker. So, I can relate to some of these redneck ways – and laugh at the ones that blow away anything that I or my family ever did…
But enough about us. So, without further ado:
You might be a redneck if…
A little rain doesn’t spoil the fishing…
[Ya gotta give these guys some credit – They saved the truck and they’re makin’ the best of a bad situation…] (more…)
