Actually, I'm not from the Deep South. The MD/WV border is my familial nesting grounds. I'm one of those ridge-running, coal country mutts that Yanks consider hillbillies, and swamp-country flatlanders consider interlopers. To hell with it - give me a few acres of maples and pines on a piece of Heaven above the snow line, and all of ya get the hell out of my yard. LOL
"But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: for men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away, for his name is Obama."