The damned peasants again!!!
I am not a white rural American, but I come from a long line of them, and when I am among them I feel that I am back in America. I can’t always say that about where I live or about a lot of other places where I have to go.
I am a white rural American. Scotch Irish that made something out of the south east USA that the snooty English didn’t want to. Stubborn German also. My family has supplied this country with pine timber and beef for over 100 years. But every year we are faced with higher taxes and more regulations that make our jobs harder. The coastal elites look down of us, well ok, I look down on them.
Mourning Joe and Mookie ought to take a moment to look at where their food comes from and be thankful for folks like me and my friends.
Ingrates.