I realize that the New Testament is no longer of great interest to you from a religious perspective, but it has been translated into Gullah:
So A da write ta all ob oona een Rome, oona wa God lob an wa e call fa be e own people. A da pray dat God we Fada an de Lawd Jedus Christ bless oona an gii oona peace een oona haat. - Romans 1:7
There are contemporary readings of this Gullah New Testament floating around the web somewhere, but not by native speakers.
As far as taking such a completely dismal view of Celtic-descended southerners and the obviously related culture of black America, I'll point out that there are some positive aspects. And, what you perceive as laziness might just be an unwillingness to work too hard for those who subjugated them in the past.
There's a legacy of bondage among both groups, one indentured and one enslaved. They're both quite capable of industriousness outside the confines of "normal" society as well. There's honor. There's God. It could be worse. They fight our wars, in large part.
At times, it appears that poor white southerners are all that stands between us and totalitarianism. For that alone, I'm much obliged, and am glad to have them.
This perception is not mine, but that of critics of the two groups.
There's a legacy of bondage among both groups, one indentured and one enslaved. They're both quite capable of industriousness outside the confines of "normal" society as well. There's honor. There's God. It could be worse. They fight our wars, in large part.
If it weren't for the disparate voting patterns the two couldn't be told apart. It breaks my heart that Blacks have become so alienated from their country of four hundred years as to morph into the angry, alienated intellectuals who currently represent them.
At times, it appears that poor white southerners are all that stands between us and totalitarianism. For that alone, I'm much obliged, and am glad to have them.
Thank you. Though so far as I can tell, I'm strictly Anglo-Saxon rather than Celtic (perhaps an oddity here in the Upper South).
My parents know some of the compilers, who live 'right down the road'.