For many years I've contemplated the need for the Museum of the American Redneck. Now you'd think that would go in someplace central and heartlandy like Columbia, Missouri but my idea was in Manhattan or San Francisco. There should be a doublewide right in Central Park, with a parts truck collection to the side and a steel workshop/garage out back (here we say it the same as "grudge"). City slickers could view exhibitions on snowmobiles, ATVs, 4wd pickups, tractors, and of course chainsaws and woodsplitters. They might learn something about things that actually relate to survival and tangible work.
I mean seriously, I've interviewed my friends and work clients and rednecks know a LOT more about "high" culture than yuppies know about redneck culture. The only thing urbanites know in a redneck vein is about automatic weapons.
John H.
The city people call everybody who lives here, Rednecks. We call a lot of them Stupid. They seem to believe what they see on the commercials and try to take their Subaru up a road that has 4 feet of snow on it. Our wrecker owners make a lot of money off them.