I remember when my best friend and I went to this backwater town in Florida to see Ralph Stanley perform live. Lots of people selling novelty license plates, from the pregnant woman w/ shotgun screaming "GET BACK HERE, CHARLIE BROWN!" and "To hell with the housework, I'm going to Bingo!" to "Heritage not Hate" and "White Pride"
Between 1988 and 1992, I attended a Southern high school that had been integrated in Nineteen-Hundred and Seventy-Two. Owing to time and place, I saw lots and lots of starred-and-barred "You Wear Your 'X' And I'll Wear Mine!" jernts (in addition to much fouler shit).
There was also some "Buckwheat Surf Team" t-shirt-borne weirdness that, to this day, I have difficulty parsing (racism and/or kitsch?). That might have just been regional, though.
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*shudder*
There was also some "Buckwheat Surf Team" t-shirt-borne weirdness that, to this day, I have difficulty parsing (racism and/or kitsch?). That might have just been regional, though.