I have to disagree with the first part of the statement, at least as it pertains to some of the locals. We live in an area of Maryland that can best be described as "the West Virginia of Maryland" (although we do live in "the hills," nobody uses the term "hillbillies"; many of the locals call themselves "ridgerunners"- 'nough said). Some of my neighbors can, indeed be described as "rednecks." (Not all, by any means- in fact, the majority are hard-working, church-going, plain-spoken people; many, if not most, from farm backgrounds, or skilled labor.) Some of the rednecks are also, not to put too fine a point on it, "white trash" (but not all of the rednecks are white trash, although all the white trash seem to be rednecks). They don't all salivate over NASCAR; I don't think many of them have enough money to have ever gone to a NASCAR event. One thing that they do have in common, though (other than racial prejudice and a suspicion of strangers, and a whole lot of intermarriage) is their love of, and skill with, hunting. Guns, not race cars, are the common thread running through the redneck culture, at least, up here- and not all the hunters are rednecks, either. Sorry I can't be more exact in my definitions, but, to paraphrase Felix Frankfurter, when it comes to "rednecks" and/or "white trash," we know them when we see them.
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