I wish I could post the whole 16-page "essay" here but don't want to get Free Republic in trouble with the snobby, elite academic crowd hosting the content at the link given below.
If you are in the mood for some comic relief, you can view the essay in PDF form here.
The guy ate at a waffle house and it challenged his entire world view...
Terrible. This guy must spend all his waking hours trying to appear intelligent.
It’s too bad people have encouraged him.
Look...people in the South are just morefriendly than most other places. If the waitress calls you honey feel free to call her darlin’.
Its just an example of how provincial he is. He needs to get out more.
I suppose had the waitress called him “hun” he’d have taken it for a slur.
He would be more at home in Minnesota. Except he was not born there, he did not even go to junior high there. So he would have no clique to fall back on.
I was born in New Jersey, but I am Texan by the grace of God.
I’ve had Southern Waitresses call me Hon, Sweetie and Sugar.
They must have a Sweet Tooth.
I couldn’t read the whole thing but it’s definitely an affectionate if wildly overlong and over analytical essay.
I love the South! In 1997, I took my husband to a hangar type of restaurant in Montgomery, Alabama. He had never had grits before. I told the waitress and she went back into the kitchen and brought out the entire staff - including the chef - to watch him take his first bite of grits. The chef had lovingly doled on some butter and salt. That’s the same year I discovered red velvet cake.
LOL, if you don’t like being called honey, you better not go to any of the diners in South Jersey, although waitresses there usually call you dear.
Imagine the crap he would writing if he found out half the people eating at Waffle House are Carrying.
The biggest problem with this guy is he teaches at the University of South Alabama, and the poor students who are his subjects to masticate and bloviate on.
Incidentally, I teach at Auburn University, but thankfully it’s just ConEd so I don’t get many kids—basically adults who know better.
LOL. Like being called “dear” at the grocery checkout. Has no significance whatsoever.
But, during all the author's time in Pennsylvania, hadn't he ever been to Philadelphia? Every female cashier, waitress, and front office person will call everyone more than 10 years younger than they are "Hon." And men do it too (but only to women). I myself call my wife "Hon" and occasionally my daughters and daughters in law.
Jesus, just be glad she didn’t say “ bless your heart”.
That’s how you can say something nasty about someone in the South.
Just follow whatever you say with “ bless his/ her heart.”
‘My but you are an arogant, ignorant Yankee, bless your heart...”
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We believe in the founding principles with all our hearts and mean to defend them to our dying breath..."
~Jim Robinson
The term “honey or sweetheart” is just a polite way of saying “hey you”.
I was disappointed to find out that when a waitress called you “honey”, “sugar” or some other term of endearment, they don’t necessarily like you.
What planet do these people come from?
LOL, and just damn, and I haven’t even read it yet. More laughs later when I do, I’m sure.