A personal observation, if I may; Being a caucasian, southern, male American, I am automatically considered a "redneck" by my friends. The term redneck originated from the sunburn farmers and others who toil outdoors all day received on the area between their collar and their cap. I'm proud of what I am, even though I don't fit that stereotype exactly, but neither do I shop exclusively at Walmart, drive a rusty pickup truck, shoot deer out of season, fish all weekend, wear greasy overalls to weddings, drink moonshine, or date my cousin.
I never dated my cousin.
I SCREWED her, but I never took her anywhere.
My point is, in these tough days, let's quit being so damn hateful, and yet, let's not forget how to laugh. Every individual is his or her own special interest group, and it's easy to forget that we all started out in the same condition. If we can't have a little harmless fun at someone else's expense without a do-gooder taking exception on their behalf, then we are already half-whipped by terrorism of a home-grown kind, but nobody deserves to be pilloried just because they're different, even some poor bastard who works in the sun all day to build your new house, pave your roads, haul your garbage, or grow the food your kids need. So when you make fun of the "AGRO-AMERICAN" , don't talk with your mouth full.