So you are calling me a piece of redneck trailer trash?
I'm sure it was intended as an insult, but it was actually a compliment, let me explain why.
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there was a place called the old world, and in the old world there were lots of King and queens, and Lords and Ladies, and as well as those people there was millions and millions of dirt poor people, who toiled the lands with the bare hands, so the Kings and queens, and Lords and Ladies, could all wear nice fancy dresses (yeah, even guys wore dresses back then), and go to parties, and eat nice food, while the dirt poor people shivered in the cold and dark, and went hungry and died from diseases, and other equally nasty things.
Now one day this guy is out in his boat, looking to score some goods to get in favor with one particular king or queen, so that he might get enough money to buy a pretty dress, and go to some of these fancy pants parties, when instead of finding some spices, or whatever other shit he was looking for, he stumbles upon this big fuck off brand new continent that the folks back home decided to call the new world.
It was probably a play on words, I mean we had the old world, so why not the new world?
Anyway this dude comes back to the old world and he tells all the kings and queens, lords and ladies "Hey guys, I just found this hot shit new place that people can hang out at, and I'm going to call it the new world" and the Kings and the Queens and the Lords and the Ladies said "Shit Chris, that's cool, find any potatoes or dope or anything?".
So, after this Chris dude tells all the folk about this new place, called the new world, the kings and queens, and lords and ladies decide to set up colonies there and so they send some boats over, with some dirt poor people in, and a few lords and ladies, and start to build a few small places in the new world, but the problem was the new world was this big fuck off new place, and the kings and queens, and lords and ladies couldn't be bothered to leave their parties, and go there themselves, so they couldn't really rule it like they did back home, they couldn't beat the dirt poor people, execute them, burn them, torture them, rape them and rob them, like the used to, so like more and more of the dirt poor people started to say to themselves, and each other "This is fucking cool, we just piss off to this new world, fuck off out of town and suddenly, for the first time in out histories we are free" and that's what they did.
Now this is where we get to the point of our story, you see you got to forget any politicians, or aristocrats, the new world was built by the ordinary, free spirited folk that are called "Redneck trailer trash" or "white trash" today.
The mountain men, the pioneers, the colonists, the trailblazers, the men that carved farms from the wilderness, they built the nation, and they were common folk just walking into no mans land, and the politician, the businessman, the aristocrat and the slave trader, and finally the slave, followed them, they didn't lead the way.
Those that lead the way, and built the new world were the "Redneck trailer trash" or "white trash", as they get called today, so it's hardly an insult, in fact it's a compliment.
The sad part of the story comes in the final chapter, you see the sad part is that the politician, the businessman, the aristocrat, the lawyers and the slave traders did follow them, and still follow them, determined to take away their freedoms, and instead of the beautiful nation that was built, replace it with the inequality, and tyranny that those folk left behind in the old world.
They want to return the world to one where it's all about the "Kings and Queens, Lords and Ladies" and where every dirt poor person doesn't have a life, freedom, or self-determination, all he is, instead, is a lifeless drone, working his fingers to the bone, to provide fancy dresses, for the "Kings and Queens, Lords and Ladies" to wear to their parties.
For hundreds of years now, every free man, every "Redneck trailer trash" or "white trash" person, has been pushed and shoved, from one corner to another, while they try to strip them of everything of any value, but they keep on standing firm, and that's why we are called rebels, and hellbillies, because we rebel against the coming tide of tyranny, and give hell to them lords and ladies, kings and queens, businessmen, lawyers and politicians, and you ain't never going to beat us, because we'll fight to the grave, or even beyond that.
So next time someone thinks they are insulting me, or you, by calling us "Redneck trailer trash" or "white trash", just remember this, we built this nation, we are it's back bone, we are free and we will always be free, or at least die fighting to stay that way.
Here endeth the lesson...
