The recipe for permanently damaging the spirit of hospitality in Alabama looms before us. Take a scandalous political election, place it in the middle of a snippy football season, top it off with a dash holiday stress, then sprinkle it with the irritating chest cold weaving its way through our communities, and there you go — Alabama’s charm and friendliness could fall like a bad souffle.
Tacky people who wag their fingers in the faces of friends (at least they used to be friends) and tell them how foolish they are for supporting anything opposite of what they believe, is the new pastime. And yes, I pulled out the king-daddy of all “T” words, usually reserved for serious infractions, because those who want to argue their point for politics, football, or religion to the extreme point of angering people are indeed, tacky.
Our Alabama mothers taught us it was bad manners to air our dirty laundry and discuss our family’s shortcomings, so it makes me feel awkward to hear people publicly disrespect their home and say they are “embarrassed to live here,” because more than any other state, Alabama isn’t just residents, we’re family. Weird uncles, aging beauty queen aunts, rocket scientist grandmas, peanut farming grandpas and cousins teaching school, we’re all here and accounted for. I’ve found several cousins I never knew existed, just by hanging out in the coffee shop and talking to strangers — who then became friends. At one party, someone approached me and said . . . please click HERE to finish reading the story at AL.com.