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What is White Trash?

Bjorn's assesment is right on, the only dispute I would have is that most trailer trash think Foxworthy is funny as hell.

I, like Phil, have recently escaped the trailers. Again as Phil said, out West here it is "Trailer Trash", as it comes in all colours.


Edited to add: Oh and while there have been plenty of atheists in foxholes, as a general rule there are very few in trailer parks.
 
Piscivore said:


I, like Phil, have recently escaped the trailers. Again as Phil said, out West here it is "Trailer Trash", as it comes in all colours.


Edited to add: Oh and while there have been plenty of atheists in foxholes, as a general rule there are very few in trailer parks.
:D

Fortunately, I've been out for about 12 years. When I first graduated from college and was a struggling young writer, I did about a 4-year stretch in a trailer right near the San Jacinto River. It was all I could afford at the time.
 
It's not limited to the trailers.

I think I mentioned somewhere else that my mom finally got a housing voucher about a decade or so ago. Most people in the complex had one. A lot of them had 3+ kids, big screen TVs, and spent sunup to well past sundown during the warmer months outside drinking and babbling. Whilst the kids ran about committing random acts of vandalism, mind you. Rude little...

Anyway, yeah. Not just the trailer folk.

Cute trailer story while I ramble.

During the summer breaks, a friend of mine would deliver for Papa Gino's pizza. He knocked on the door of a trailer and a little kid in his underwear answered. So the kid went to get money from Mommy's purse to pay him. He put $400 in my friend's hand. As he stood there debating the morals of this, the mother came running up to the door saying, "No baby, that's Mommy's rent money." He immediately gave back the money.
 
My story is not nearly as amusing:

While running rescue squad in rural Virginia, it became almost a given that the more decrepit the structure we would be called to, the more likely it would be to contain big screen TV, wall unit stereo entertainment center, etc...and a wood burning stove in the middle of the living room.

This particular call was for a toddler who had swallowed gasoline, which the parents had decided should be placed on the floor inside a 7Up bottle, the better to start the fire with.

Some prejudices are really hard to overcome, particularly when reinforced by stuff like this...
 
In To Kill a Mockingbird, the Ewell family strikes me as a good example of W.T.
 

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