Earlier tonight, the GOP candidates for the 2012 Presidential Election took the stage to chew over standard issues such as the environement, social security, etc. etc. the fate of our nation, blah blah blah. And while Michele Bachmann was predictably cuckoo bird oatmeal raisin bran crazy, and Jon Huntsman was endearingly logical, it was the Battle Royale between the two front runners, Mitt Romney and Rick Perry, that drew the most notice. Ever since he put his stetson into the ring last month, Perry’s popularity has been booming. Often called George W. Bush on steroids, Perry like the 43rd (and 42nd) President, is a Southerner with swagger…a good ol’ boy. Now, because I don’t agree with his politics (or with hi baffling choice to namecheck Galileo when discussing climate change), Perry’s performance this evening left a bad taste in my mouth. It’s an exotic blend of chitterlings, chaw and mendacity. It got to the point where his drawl alone made me cringe. But you know what? I like southerners. Heck, I even like good ol’ boys. And lest Perry make me forget that fact (as I often did from 2001-2009), here’s a passel of my favorites.
Pappy O’Daniel—O Brother Where Art Thou?
Jason Stackhouse—“True Blood”
Earl and Val—Tremors
Doolittle Lynn—Coal Miner’s Daughter
Wooderson—Dazed and Confused
Them Duke Boys—“The Dukes of Hazzard”
Lanville County Sheriff Ed Earl Dodd—The Best Little Whorehouse In Texas
Buddy Garrity—“Friday Night Lights”
Jake Perry—Sweet Home Alabama
Judge Chamberlain Haller—My Cousin Vinny
Dusty and Lefty-A Prairie Home Companion
Jim Williams—Midnight In The Garden Of Good And Evil
Foghorn Leghorn—My Childhood
Joanna Robinson could have easily picked “Bandit” for Burt Reynolds, but then you wouldn’t have gotten to see Ol’ Burt dancing and singing in his drawers.