Southern-fried Radical Centrism
 
 
The following article has nothing to do with Radical Centrism, at least  
nothing obvious,
but it does bring to mind a missing ingredient that is needed for our Noble 
 Cause.
If we are going to be able to "make it" in American politics we need a  
redneck version
of RC. I mean,  the South matters, it is sacred soil to millions  of 
Americans, and is at
the center of conservatism in the country, hence we need to be able to show 
 its
people the relevance of our enlightened philosophy.
 
Perhaps we can franchise out RC to Dixie, maybe call it Gulf Coast Radical  
Centrism,
and develop relationships with like-minded folks in the region.
 
Not sure what it would take to accomplish this feat. Maybe create a  
micro-brew new beer.
Give it a catchy name, perhaps Radical Rebel Real Beer, something like  
that, and have
a label that, on the back of each beer bottle, lists the 10 principles of  
Radical Centrism
and on the front has a picture of a sexy babe wearing a Confederate flag  
swim suit.
 
Or perhaps we need someone to write a memorable county song with lyrics  
that,
in addition to comments about heartbreak and misery, or young love  
overcoming
obstacles, sneaks in a few choice observations about how if only people  
understood
Radical Centrism everyone would be better off and happy. Just an idea  but
to get things started.
 
In short there is something that is really FUN about the South and there is 
 no reason
why a Redneck version of RC could not cash in on this dimension of Dixie  
culture.
 
Redneck RC might make a lot of sense in a region that, as conservative as  
it is
in terms of many or most social values, is also not in the least reluctant  
to think
favorably of the government and what it can do on behalf of society.  
Remember
that of all the states in the GOP primaries this year, the states of the  
Deep South
gave the Ron Paul and his libertarian gospel the least votes, close to 0  %.
 
Something to think about, anyway, we need a Dixie version of RC.
 
 
 
Billy
 
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Washington Times 
THE RISE AND DECLINE OF THE REDNECK RIVIERA: AN  INSIDER’S HISTORY OF THE 
FLORIDA-ALABAMA COAST
By _Harvey H.  Jackson III_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/harvey-h-jackson-iii/) 
University of Georgia Press, $28.95, 325 pages 
Historian and author _Harvey H.  Jackson III_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/harvey-h-jackson-iii/)  grew up in 
“lower Alabama” or, as some 
say with a smile, “LA.”  For decades he has been a part-time resident and 
full-time observer of the Gulf  Coast from Mobile Bay eastward to Panama City 
on the Florida panhandle - a strip  of seashore dubbed the “Redneck Riviera” 
by _New York  Times_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/the-new-york-times/)  Editor _Howell 
Raines_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/howell-raines/)  in  a 1978 article 
about the offseason antics of NFL quarterbacks 
_Ken Stabler_ (http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/ken-stabler/)  and 
_Richard Todd_ (http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/richard-todd/) . 
Whether or not you have an attachment to the Gulf Coast, you’ll find much  
that is interesting and entertaining in “The Rise and Decline of the Redneck 
 Riviera.” _Mr.  Jackson_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/harvey-h-jackson-iii/)  takes us from 
the prewar days of the 1920s and 1930s through 
World  War II and the region’s rise as a middle-class vacation destination 
and on  across decades of development and hurricane-wrought devastation to the 
aftermath  of the Deepwater Horizon oil spill 
The author has done his homework, through years of research in local 
records  and newspaper archives and countless interviews both formal and less 
so. 
Indeed,  the 25-page “Essay on Resources” that concludes the book is a 
treasure trove of  references on the region. _Mr.  Jackson_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/harvey-h-jackson-iii/) ’s personal 
perspective enhances 
rather than interferes with his  analysis, and his lucid, often pithy writing 
makes this book an engaging  read. 
The early chapters describe a “simpler time” before “the War.” There were 
 small fishing villages, barrier islands and coastal towns with little  
electricity or communications, few roads or connecting bridges and no air  
conditioning. On the Alabama coast, there was the _Orange Beach  Hotel_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/orange-beach-hotel/) , opened in 1923 
and 
offering rooms with “electrical lights and running  water but no indoor toilets.
” 
The few “vacation homes” were “propped on creosote poles” and had 
screened-in  sleeping porches. Alabama’s paved roads went only as far south as 
_Foley_ (http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/foley/) , 15 miles from the  
Gulf, with the rest of the journey on “a teeth-rattling, wooden, corduroy road  
and over a one-lane pontoon swing bridge.” 
A talented storyteller as well as a scholar, _Mr.  Jackson_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/harvey-h-jackson-iii/)  tells of some 
colorful 
characters. _Take Col.  Wayman_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/take-col-wayman/) , the founder of 
Navarre, a small town “east of Pensacola.” He “
chased  off his ex-wife” and “warned her that if she came back he would shoot 
her. … She  came back. He shot her. But having warned her, local law 
enforcement figured she  should have known better,” so he went free. 
>From the beginning, hurricanes have loomed large in the history of the Gulf 
 states. In 1947, the Alabama beachfront got its first neon sign, and the 
storm  surge of hurricane “Number 6” pushed sand into the Gulf Shores Hotel 
to within  six inches of the first-floor ceiling. The hotel owners “ordered 
more sand  bulldozed in, covered the first floor, and turned the second 
floor into the  first” in hopes that being higher, it might be safer the next 
time.
 
Each major hurricane brought waves of environmental and economic change 
along  with the wind and water. Eloise (1975) marked “the beginning of the end”
 for  some of the beachside amusement parks that once provided “popular 
redneck  recreation.” Frederic (1979) brought “a 15-foot storm surge” to the 
Alabama  coast, literally clearing the way for the high-rise condominiums 
that soon  sprouted along the shores of _Orange  Beach_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/orange-beach-hotel/) . Opal (1995) 
“devastated the beach and 
dune system” and Ivan (2004)  destroyed countless homes and buildings on 
the waterfront and well inland. Other  storms had varied but substantial 
effects along the coast. 
_Mr.  Jackson_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/harvey-h-jackson-iii/)  takes us through 
decades of interplay between economic and  environmental 
concerns. We read of sporadic and generally unsuccessful  “no-growth” 
initiatives, the delays in development occasioned by the designation  of beach 
mice as endangered species and property disputes over beach access, and  
beaches expanded through accretion or artificial “nourishment.” 
An abiding theme is the love-hate relationship between the coastal 
citizenry  and all levels of government. This is illustrated in unforgettable 
fashion by  the debacle of the Deepwater Horizon oil spill, when some 
localities 
essentially  revolted against federal and state authorities over bureaucratic
and ineffective clean-up programs.  
The rising property values and social turmoil accompanying the influx of “
the  affluent, the intense, and the opportunistic” have changed the place 
over time.  So have the emergence of Spring Break season and the continuing 
recession. And  despite it all, one still finds a persistent “redneckery,” 
generations of folks  “not unlike the people who had always slipped down to the 
Redneck Riviera.” 
_Mr.  Jackson_ 
(http://www.washingtontimes.com/topics/harvey-h-jackson-iii/)  might not agree, 
but I find the role of the Flora-Bama bar symbolic  of 
the resilience of the Redneck Riviera. Burned down by a competitor in the  
1960s, “gutted” by Ivan in 2004, today it remains a “socially egalitarian  
demilitarized zone,” home to the Annual Interstate Mullet Toss and to barrooms 
 festooned with bras tossed by festive females. Is this a great country or  
what? 
Ray Hartwell, an Alabama native, is a Navy veteran and a Washington  lawyer.

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