Unfortunately, ever since they won the War, our friends at the frozen Nawth have looked down upon our lovely, euphonious Southern speech as something déclassé. But the late humorist and author Lewis Grizzard from Georgia sets the record straight in this clip that makes your Head Trucker howl with laughter. Maybe you will too:
Update: My truckbuddy Frank has posted a reply of sorts over at Reluctant Rebel, go check it out. I reckon it's a reply - hard to tell since it's in some weird furrin language.
I didn't go to my prom, didn't have a girlfriend at that time, and so never got swept up in the excitement of all that. So it was a non-event in my world, and as I recall I was much more focused on graduation and getting out of high school hell.
Did any of you guys go to prom, I wonder, and was it fun?
Update: Via Joe.My.God. - down in Cochran, Georgia, about 40 miles south of Macon, Derrick Martin took his boyfriend Richard Goodman, both 18, to Derrick's prom on Saturday night, and a good time was had by all, no incidents. The local school board acquiesced after they discovered they had no rule in place to justify prohibiting a same-sex couple from attending.
I love this picture, they look just exactly like me and my contemporaries did when I was in high school:
And this is a picture of real courage. You guys have to understand - it's small-town Georgia, which, like small-town Texas, is extremely homophobic and hostile to anything gay. Derrick's parents, in fact, have kicked him out of the house over this. In my day and time, that would have been only the beginning of troubles.
But what a difference forty years makes. When I stop to think how very different my life might have been if only . . . . OMG.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, harmony; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that I may seek not so much to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.
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We cannot all do great things, but we can do small things with great love.
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Churches say that the expression of love in a heterosexual monogamous relationship includes the physical, the touching, embracing, kissing, the genital act - the totality of our love makes each of us grow to become increasingly godlike and compassionate. If this is so for the heterosexual, what earthly reason have we to say that it is not the case with the homosexual?
It is a perversion if you say to me that a person chooses to be homosexual. You must be crazy to choose a way of life that exposes you to a kind of hatred. It's like saying you choose to be black in a race-infected society.
If God, as they say, is homophobic, I wouldn't worship that God.