So, plantation works have to be grim and resentful all day long? Good grief.
Uncle Remus is a wise old man, admirable in every way. These politically correct idiots can't understand it, but you can be poor and happy at the same time. A Christian can understand it, even if a Postmodernist can't.
Moreover, you can speak with a charming accent and be wise, or you can speak with an academicially correct accent and be exceedingly stupid, as the writer of this article appears to be.
Angst of the politically correct: "Am I allowed to speak the truth, or will it get me in trouble with the Language Police?"