perfidy

That reminds me. The truest test of where a person is truly from in the USA is what local jingles they know by heart. From time to time, I run across people from my general neck of the woods, and if they know how to finish the line "Ed Mullinax is" - then there is an instant brotherhood born that can never be torn asunder. More than anything else, that defines my homeland. 

Here in Boston there is an association of Kentucky Colonels who live in New England. Only real Kentucky Colonels need apply. Perhaps I should start a competing society, open to only those souls of briar-hopper and hillbilly lineage from Ohio, western Pennsylvania, and West Virginia. The Friends Of The Burning Rivers, New England Chapter. We'd sit around watching old videotapes of Superhost from Cleveland, Ghoulardi and Son of Ghoul from Akron, Don Fedko's news reports from Pittsburgh, and listen to broadcasts by Myron Cope, Voice Of The Pittsburgh Stillers on KDKA. It'd be grand.