I lived in Georgia for almost 10 years and therefore am familiar with all sorts of redneck activities like monster truck rallies, knife shows, and NASCAR. Therefore it comes as no surprise to me whatsoever that something like this happened, especially in Georgia. Only in Georgia do you and your 13-year-old son nervously anticipate visiting the weekend Gun Show.

In my trip to Chicago last weekend, I found that the road between here and Chi-town rivals Georgia in its redneckosity. We stopped at Wendy's about halfway along the highway and we were literally the only people in the restaurant who were not wearing some sot of NASCAR paraphernalia. Entire families were each wearing shirts and hats of different drivers, and this was on a Wednesday when no races actually took place. I wonder how much fussin' and feudin' goes on during the big race when little Zeke's favorite driver Darrel Waltrip has a two lap lead on Uncle Billy Joe's favorite, Dale Earnhardt Jr.?