Ummmmmmm

I must be a bit dense this morning.

me

You know the genre, intrepid reporter goes to East Bumblefuck in Ruritania and interviews the locals for their take on why they just loves them some Donald Trump in the White House. A breathless 800 words later, we don't know anything more than that some people still hang their laundry on a clothesline to dry or that they sometimes go hunting to fill the larder (oh, and that they still call it a larder).

Why isn't anyone going to Alabama to find out why some Alabama voters are going against the stereotype to cast their vote for Doug Jones?

"I would rather see my teenage daughter sexually assaulted by a good christian republican than vote for Moore"

Black hair, black clothes, kind of fashionable; an elitist who doesn't speak for Alabama. Not me saying it; it's what his neighbors will be saying.

spot on.

If that's a southern expression I've never heard it before hahahaha