Author: John Shelton Reed (John Shelton Reed)

The influx of Northern migrants to these parts continues to produce misunderstanding. Some time ago, the good people of Hillsborough, North Carolina, gave up their right to shoot marauding vermin in their own backyards to an official municipal squirrel-shooter. Citizens whose nut trees were being sacked, gardens despoiled . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

It shouldn't be news to anyone that conservative middle-aged professors are rare birds. Until recently, right-wing academics have been almost as rare as black ones, and for pretty much the same reason: bright conservatives could generally do better elsewhere. So it didn't go to my . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

One day last September I was visited by a couple of guys who were writing a cover story on the South for a Dutch magazine. They had been to Darlington, Tuskegee, Oxford, Charleston, and other shrines of Southern culture, and I was pleased to see that Chapel Hill was . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe...

It's been a while since my last roundup of regional news, so some of these items have a little age on them, but you probably missed them anyway, so they'll be news to you, right? An implicit theme (not implicit now that I've mentioned it, I . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

January in Jackson—well, it wasn't April in Paris, but it had its pleasures, among them the chance to compare the Magnolia State to the more northerly South I know better. I was lecturing at Millsaps College, staying in a nearby motel with a view from my window . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to...

In the aftermath of a conference not long ago, a dozen of us spent a night in downtown Little Rock. (No, this wasn't the Economic Summit. It was a gathering of poets, novelists, and essayists to discuss Southern autobiography, and the talk was a whole lot better.) All . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

Back in February, a USA Today story on black historical sites mentioned a "Black Confederate Memorial" in Canton, Mississippi, a "20-foot obelisk . . . built in 1894 to honor Harvey's Scouts, one of the black units that operated behind Union lines to harass supply shipments." As it . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

We have it on good authority that the peacemakers are blessed, and that's only fair, because we sure catch hell in this world. Not long ago I suggested that most Southerners who display the Confederate flag are not bigots and got some hate mail to the effect that . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

In an earlier letter I cheered my buddy Chris's suggestion that announcements at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics be given in both Southern and Yankee English but pointed out that on preliminary form Atlanta's civic leaders are unlikely to cotton to the idea. I didn't mention another . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

Welcome to Darlington. The cradle of Southern stock car racing. The sport was born near here the first time a U.S. Revenue agent figured that he could catch a moonshiner running along a twisty hack road with a car load of booze. No . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full article...

Yes, I know I promised to write about the Georgia state flag controversy, but that prospect was too depressing. Let me address instead a couple of more entertaining topics, namely the 43rd annual Mountain Dew Southern 500 NASCAR Winston Cup Series Race and the recent presidential election. By the . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe...

Yeah, I know we've got two Southerners running on the Democratic ticket. Don't rub it in, OK? As Miss Scarlett used to say, I'll think about it tomorrow. Let's talk about sports. As you probably know, in four years jocks and TV cameramen . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full article...

Last spring I picked up our student newspaper to read this sentence in a front-page story: "Statistics show that one out of every four UNC females will be sexually assaulted while in college." Wow. The University of North Carolina has roughly 15,000 undergraduates (leave the graduate students . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to...

Did you notice last spring how the national media-the New York Times, Newsweek, NPR, all of them-almost simultaneously began talking about "the Bubba vote"? I seriously doubt that many of these folks have actually met Bubba, much less discussed politics with him, but . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full article...

When I was invited last spring to be a judge at the Memphis in May World Championship Barbecue Cooking Contest some envious backbiters put it about that it wasn't because I'm well known as a discriminating ami de swine, but because my sister knows the . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

One evening last winter my buddy Eugene and I were shooting the breeze while we sort of half-watched the new, citified Hee Haw (it's not the sort of show you want to watch alone, and my wife, a nose-breather, won't watch it with . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full article...

Some people, mostly Southerners and geographers, like to argue about how you can tell whether you're in the South. This discourse (if you'll excuse the expression) can be more or less serious. My friend Vince Staten, for instance, once ran up a major phone bill calling restaurants . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to...

Before the drive from California to North Carolina that I wrote about last month, I believed that American regionalism was alive and well. Now I damn well know it is. I'll tell you what I am worried about, though, is England. Not long ago my wife . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

In a recent letter I mentioned the circuitous route my wife and I drove last summer on our way from California back home to North Carolina. The first day it took us past Bakersfield, where I'm told the children and grandchildren of Okies have imposed something resembling Southern . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

A historical sense can be a wonderful thing to have. Not long ago, for instance, someone reminded me that when Christianity was as old as Islam is now, the Inquisition was going full tilt. When Islam gets to be two thousand years old, he suggested, maybe it'll be . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

Last month, I wrote that Southern manners have taken the edge off class conflict in the South. Let's explore that proposition a bit more. Fifty years ago, a . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full article and gain access to other exclusive features. Already a subscriber? Sign in here

Last spring, my friend Dick, a history professor here, was riding in a Long Island airport limousine when it stopped to pick up another passenger, an elderly lady burdened with luggage and confronted by a garden gate that wouldn't open. After watching her struggle for a while, Dick . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

As Americans continue their flight to the South from the regions that they've already ruined, I continue to monitor the low-intensity conflict between Yankee settlers and Southern natives. This public service is needed, I think, because we just don't know much about what's going on . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

There is good reason to be suspicious of the U.S. national park system. You can start with its origins. In 1864, an act of Congress seized the first parkland for the federal government, evicting some homesteaders from the Yosemite Valley and directing the state of California . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

A year or so ago, a concerned citizen asked Carl Fox, our district attorney, to listen to 2 Live Crew's nasty album As Nasty as They Wanna Be. Professor Henry Louis Gates, Jr., of the Duke English department had just argued in the New York . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

Several recent letters from readers outside the South have contained clippings and firsthand reports about the progress of Our Nation's cause. I hope my correspondents don't mind, but I've come to think of them as a sort of intelligence service, even sometimes as a Fifth Column . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

Highbrows like Chronicles readers may not know a television program called Americas Funniest Home Videos, but it's just exactly what it sounds like. A story in Newsweek last year reported that the program's staff were surprised to discover regional differences in . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full article and gain...

After sharing my ill-informed impressions of California with you last month, I should probably just let it be. After all, only fools think they understand the South after a few months, and I presume the same is true for California. But expatriation here in the Spandex State seems . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now...

Folks keep asking me when I'm going to write about California. (They generally lick their chops when they ask it. They seem to think I'm going to trash the place. I wonder why?) Anyway, yeah, it's true that I've been living in the Golden State . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

February 10 was the fiftieth anniversary of the publication of The Mind of the South, WJ. Cash's classic and, in the event, only book. Reading Cash was a formative experience for most members of the symposium-going class of Southerners, so there will be a number . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

How about three news items from a typical week in a Southern university town (Chapel Hill, May 1990), just to get the old motor warmed up after last month's absence? A new law against urinating on the sidewalks resulted in a dozen arrests, nearly all of . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

That's right. Parental discretion advised. It's hard to write about 20th-century culture in terms suitable for innocent ears. The other evening, some of us were sitting around the living room watching Blaze, the movie in which Paul Newman portrays Governor Earl Long . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full article and...

Last August found our family on a blue highway tour of the Northeast, angling across some of the remoter parts of central Pennsylvania and upstate New York to Lake Champlain, crossing on the ferry for a few days in Vermont. From Vermont, we nipped up to Montreal to extend . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe...

Perhaps you heard the howls (actually, more like hollers) a while back when some hapless Texas bureaucrat proposed that the Lone Star State be known henceforth on its license plates as "The Friendship State." You've got a friend in Pennsylvania, according to that state's plates, but it . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to...

As I write it is mid-July, and the Senate race between Jesse Helms and Harvet Gantt isn't nearly as hot as the weather here in North Carolina, where it was 99 degrees in the shade this afternoon. To judge from the phone calls I've alrearly had . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

As a rule I don't use this letter for academic shoptalk. Most of you aren't college professors, and few things are more tedious than another profession's gossip. Besides, there's no regional angle to this stuff, except that the trendy foolishness currently plaguing American campuses may . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

When my secesh batteries need recharging, as they do every once in a while, I go hang out with someone like my Alabama friends Ward and Peggy. When I visited them last April, we went on a pilgrimage to the First White House of the Confederacy. As we floated . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe...

Most of my news this month has to do, one way or another, with country music. In a roundabout way, a story out of South Carolina last fall got me thinking about that particular contribution of the South to world civilization. It seems the dean of student . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to...

Cleaning out my drawers, I find regional news items (some newer than others) from the worlds of religion and business, with some miscellaneous statistics for garnish. Beginning with religion (of a sort): In Tupelo, Mississippi (where Elvis was born in 1935), two brothers went on trial last . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to...

Chronicles has a leisurely—almost Southern—production schedule, which means that you should be reading this just about the time the dogwoods blossom. I'm writing it, though, as 1989 draws to a close, ending a decade that, all things considered, could have been worse. But lest . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full...

The plot so far: Southern magazine, a winsome fresh-faced newcomer from Little Rock (played by Debbie Reynolds) falls heavily in debt. Her notes are picked up by Southern Living, an immensely wealthy Alabamian (Larry Hagman), who carries her off to Atlanta, where he soon . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the full...

Last fall Howell Raines griped amusingly in The New York Times Book Review about "the Southern Living disease," an affliction that leads Southerners to depict their region "as one endless festival of barbecue, boiled shrimp, football Saturdays, and good old Nashville music." The three million . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

I have a more or less professional interest in Southern regional magazines. Some I've written for, others I've written about, one or two I've cribbed from—one way or another a few subscriptions and the odd newsstand purchase wind up as deductions on my income tax . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access the...

Here in Chapel Hill we've had this problem with beavers. They've been damming creeks, as is their wont. Unfortunately in the process, they've been turning great areas into) marsh and creating a mosquito problem, so last year the old boys of our public works department set . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

It was years ago that I first read the collection of Donald Davidson's essays called Still Rebels, Still Yankees. In one of them, "Some Day, in Old Charleston," the doughty Last Agrarian addressed one of his perennial themes, the trashiness of modern civilization and the superiority . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

Football season once again, and a profoundly depressing time of year it is. Sundays are all right—football's an interesting game and the NFL plays it superbly. It's Saturday afternoon that always makes me blue. Being a good citizen, I cheer for our team, of course, but . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe now to access...

My godson was graduated from a Chicago high school last May. To my delight, he wanted to go to a Southern college. Unfortunately he picked Duke, which means that his idea of the South will probably come to include things like the rice diet, deconstructionism, Mercedes Marxism, and holistic . . . Subscribers Only Subscribe...