We apologize for the language in advance, but this has been on our mind a long time, and there’s really no other way to get the point across.
It’s a story we first heard in the Eighties, but it must stretch back generations, perhaps forever. It’s a story of Poor White Trash seemingly happy with their miserable lot, fundamentally resistant to attempts to help them. Why? Why settle for that shack, when life can be so much better?
And the profane response, which explains for us America’s Original Sin as much as anything: