Southernisms for a New Friend
At Walk Thru the Bible training this week, I met Ken, who is badly in need of some tutoring on “Southernisms”.
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drink the Kool-Aid - to accept an argument or philosophy blindly.
This phrase comes from the 1978 "Jonestown massacre" in which most members of the Peoples Temple cult, blindly following their leader Jim Jones, committed suicide by drinking cyanide-laced Kool-Aid.Radically Tolerant - of all people, irrespective of race, faith, circumstance. As a person, you will be treated with the respect and dignity you deserve as an individual created in the image of God.
Radically Intolerant - of slipshod reasoning, emotion without intellectual substance, bad ideas, lazy thinking, cowardly ad hominem attacks, the preposterous notion that 9/11 is some government conspiracy (proceed directly to the Loony Bin; do not pass "Go"; do not collect $200), the designated hitter, and the Dallas Cowboys.
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9 Responses to “Southernisms for a New Friend”
I just noticed that, especially when you are very close to the camera, you are really starting to resemble Terry Bradshaw.
And I even think he also suffers from whatever malady causes hands to constantly move in front of the camera.
But the forehead….
It’s just uncanny.
Flash McDirt ~ Mar 10, 2009 at 8:09 am
hmmm….and I always thought this exchange was exclusive to pixburgers..
“jeetjet?”
“no, jew?”
Ah, and one other comment, Yankees say “ommina” instead of “ima” Not quite the same level of economy of syllables but there you go.
Meanwow….yunz southerners have WAY too much time on yer hans.
sherry ~ Mar 10, 2009 at 10:50 am
For some strange reason, I’m hearing the Styx song “Too Much Time on my Hands” in my head….
Chris ~ Mar 10, 2009 at 11:21 am
You are the worst, most off-target, incompetent, tongue-tied, delusional nincompoop ever! Bless your heart.
(That last part makes everything else OK).
Jack Brooks ~ Mar 10, 2009 at 12:25 pm
I totally FORGOT “bless your heart!” I did this very quickly last night (no, Chris, didn’t take that much time at all, and I SURE don’t have much on my hands these days!). Can’t believe I forgot that. You’re right; it is the universal righter of all wrongs. You can say anything you want about a person, but if you end with, “bless his heart”, it makes it all OK.
Byron ~ Mar 10, 2009 at 2:42 pm
Flash wrote: “…you are really starting to resemble Terry Bradshaw.” Perhaps, but I believe you ALREADY resemble Jack Nicholson. By the way, have you ever served in an infantry unit or served in a forward area . . .?
TJ ~ Mar 10, 2009 at 6:54 pm
Put your life in another man’s hands, asked him to put his in yours? We use words like Creation…Fall…Flood…we use these words as the backbone of the Walk Thru the Bible Old Testament seminar.
Byron ~ Mar 10, 2009 at 6:59 pm
You want answers?!
I want the truth.
You can’t handle the truth! Bless your heart!
Don ~ Mar 11, 2009 at 7:10 pm
I wish I’d seen this before I met my husband’s relatives in Alabama for the first time!
I was confused when someone asked me to “mash” a button, and “cut off” the light. Everyone is “all y’all”, and I was tickled when offered a “cathead biscuit”, horrified when asked if I wanted some “mud bugs”.
At a family reunion we heard that Nita “quit” Shelly. She divorced him.
My son, who was born and raised in California, went to get a haircut and when asked by the good ‘ol boys hanging out there if he was for Alabama or Auburn, said he didn’t know; whereupon he was told he must choose. They take football seriously here in the South.
Laurie ~ Mar 11, 2009 at 11:33 pm