RITCHIE
How many different ways you think you’re gonna find to call me dumb?

BARTLET
I wasn’t, Rob. But you’ve turned being un-engaged into a Zen-like thing, and you shouldn’t enjoy it so much is all, and if it appears at times as if I don’t like you, that’s the reason why.

RITCHIE
You’re what my friends call a superior sumbitch. You’re an academic elitist and a snob. You’re, uh, Hollywood, you’re weak, you’re liberal, and you can’t be trusted. And if it appears from time to time as if I don’t like you, well, those are just a few of the many reasons why.

popular southern phrase, or amusing incident of tv plagiarism? you be the judge

Or perhaps mere coincidence. I am going to presume that you are not actually accusing me a plagiarism, which I think most everyone would agree is the most serious charge you can level against a writer of any variety. And I am going to resist the urge to delete this comment. I am going to further presume that your humor didn’t translate for me in this electronic forum, because the alternative would be for me to think that you were being rude and I generally make a habit of giving the benefit of the doubt to others.

Candor is my dual edged sword.

It is my pleasure – thanks for reading.

I find it completely ignorant to assume such a negative connotation of “so-called southern things” and link them with a term of endearment one uses, in jest or earnest, for their parent.

For the record, double wides are all over this great big country as well as F-150s and monster Hummers which guzzle gas at the same MPH. One has to only turn on the news or flip through a grocery store US Weekly to recognize the messed up, underage, and under-educated trash that the entertainment industry is churning out on a regular basis, which I imagine has absolutely nothing to do with what state a person was born in.

Don’t even get me started on why the KKK was even mentioned in a sentence on this blog…. I am constantly baffled by the stupidity of some people. Present and past.

And yes, maybe I am getting a tad worked up about something that is meaningless to most people – but I’m so tired of hearing people trash talk any state below the Mason-Dixon line, that I wish I could sit them all down and make them eat grits and pecan pie until the keel over dead.

End of rant. Sorry Refugee….

Rant away, although I am fairly confident that the comment to which you refer was made in jest.

*snort*! Priceless.

And don’t worry, I won’t out you as the nice person you are in real life. That’ll just be our secret. You can be a smug, superior snot all you want.

I have no idea what you mean when you say “nice;” I am always a smug, superior, sonovabitch.

On the interstate perhaps?

And I do love your parting note.

Though I did try to steer the conversation away, I don’t think she had any idea how deeply I cared about the subject.

I know the only reason you sit next to me at lunch is because I don’t have anything nice to say.