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barefootbham ([personal profile] barefootbham) wrote2010-04-26 06:14 pm
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Well now, hey there.

What this journal isn't:

I. Intended to defend slavery.
A. Slavery is wrong. It is a betrayal of the principles and ideals which were set out by the framers of these United States of America. Period, end of story, that's all there is to it. Historical truth? Yes. Invented by White folks? No. Wrong? Yes.

II. The South as a whole.
A. We are a complicated bunch. I cannot speak for all Southerners; I am one White lower-middle-class girl from the south side of Birmingham, Alabama. My life is not like that of a Black lower-middle-class girl from the south side of Birmingham, Alabama; my life is not like that of a White lower-middle-class girl from the west side of Birmingham, Alabama. My life is not like that of a Black upper-middle-class girl from the south side of Birmingham, Alabama; my life is not like that of a Hispanic lower-middle-class girl from the south side of Birmingham, Alabama, or an Asian-American lower-middle-class girl from the south side of Birmingham, Alabama, or a mixed-race lower-middle-class girl from the south side of Birmingham, Alabama. I am not a redneck, nor am I a hillbilly, nor am I their geographical neighbors, and I cannot speak for life in the rural South. I am not from Georgia, or Tennessee, or Kentucky, or Missouri, or any other Southern state. I am only me, and my story and impressions are the only ones I can give you.
i. We are not even going to talk about how my life would be different if I had been born male. The privileges of race, class, sexuality, and gender are very, very complicated in how they do and don't intersect; just take it as read that this is the journal of a White female Christian bisexual Southern feminist liberal, and if any of these things were different, it would be a different journal.

III. Sacrosanct
A. I know I will trample on someone. I also know somebody I trample on may well have been looking to be trampled on, given the Southern Pride nature of this journal; whether or not whoever I offended set out to be so does not negate that I offended that person. If you spot privilege and you want to call me on it, I implore you most heartily to do so. If you spot privilege and you don't want to call me on it, I hope that another corner of this wide and far-flung internet makes you happier.

I also give you my word that I will never, ever make the tone argument with a commenter. I will have the tone argument with lots of dead people; I will never tell anyone in this journal that you are too angry, or that you should be more rational and less emotional, or some similar version of that loathsome form of debate.

What this journal is:

I. Me
A. This journal is my journal. I will write what I choose in the fashion I choose; what I focus on may not be what you would choose to see me focus on, or what you would focus on yourselves. Cope.
i. I may not be what you think of as 'Southern'. I ain't out to be what you think Southern is, or ought to be. Frankly, might do you good to see other ways to be Southern.
a. The corollary of the above statement is that I do not write out an accent. I do use dialect, but I do not write out pronunciation; can't is not spelled 'cain't,' I is not spelled 'Ah,' and the like. Y'all go ahead on and take it as read -- since I know you will, darling -- that these words are being said in that smoky, molasses-slow drawl that you think you know.

II. Southern Pride
A. I ain't out to apologize for my home. Scalawags do that more than often enough, thank you.
i. I also ain't out to pretend the South was a haven for liberty and freedom. It wasn't. Some of the Confederate soldiers were fighting solely for the right to maintain slaves. Most of us weren't. The idea that the North as a bastion of racial liberty is a crock; the 'moonlight and magnolias' propaganda is also a crock, and I hate both of them.
a. I also ain't out just to bash Yankees. I am wholeheartedly out to make the Northern United States accept its share of the War of Northern Aggression, and its share of racism both before and after the war, and to be Southern in ways I cannot be elsewhere.
1. I will probably not use the word damnyankees. I will probably also think it. Cope.