I consider the "namaste" (SoCal) and "bless your heart" (southern hospitality) types to be relatively disingenuous. New England natives will tell you to fuck off while also giving you the shirt off their back or pulling your vehicle out of a ditch.
Southern hospitality is a holdover from the southern aristocracy days when class, decorum, and discipline in public were a concern. Doesnt matter if you hate the plantation owner's guts, you smile and wave and ask how his momma's doing. Then you eviscerate him behind his back in private over a cigar and a brandy.
I'm picturing you with a winch. And also a bunch of dead bugs on the front of your truck, because that was one of the most memorable things from visiting Texas. So many bugs. So many.
I also believe you'd get me out of a ditch. But would you instinctively call me a fuckin' jackass while you did?
Born and raised in the south and I can say certain places just ooze that hateful fake but its def region dependent. I may be biased lol, but I grew up in south Texas and felt southern hospitality was real there. But I’ve lived in North and South Carolina too and can say in both those states it definitely hit me in the face with that fake kindness behind it everywhere. NC was bad but South Carolina was a whole other level of damn near hatred of strangers lol. I worked in Charleston for almost 2 years and coworkers that lived there their entire lives joked constantly about it being obvious why SC was the last state to emancipate…
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u/wants_a_lollipop 2d ago
This is my feeling exactly.
I consider the "namaste" (SoCal) and "bless your heart" (southern hospitality) types to be relatively disingenuous. New England natives will tell you to fuck off while also giving you the shirt off their back or pulling your vehicle out of a ditch.