Well, my brother Bill lives on forty acres in rural western Kentucky. He drives a pick-up truck with a gun rack in the cab. He has a hound dog and hunts every season for every animal allowed. He plays poker every winter Sunday afternoon with his buds in his outside garage. He calls it his doghouse. They cook up game and eat well. Every spring he goes crazy...basketball March madness, you know. He drinks whiskey and seven-up. He eats meat and potatoes and vegetables only if he grew them. He would give you the shirt off his back if he thought you needed it. He does not have a sophisticated bone in his body and is not impressed with folks who are. LOL
Being redneck is not negative. Actually, the name comes from folks in the south who had red necks from bending over and getting sunburned while tending crops in the hot sun.