On the way to work I passed a pickup truck with a sticker in the back window showing the Confederate battle flag with the phrase “THE SOUTH WAS RIGHT”. Now I can’t stop wondering what the South was right about. Why can’t these people be a little more specific?
Being a Southernor myself, I like to hear about it when we’re right. —My guess is this has something to do with pies.
We make great pies.
Could be pies, but I’m betting on sweet iced tea. You just can’t get sweet tea outside the South. I don’t mean that “made-with-no-sugar-add-your-own-from-those-stupid-little-packets” sweet tea; I mean “real-sugar-brewed-right-in-like-God-intended” sweet tea.
When will those Yankees (and other Heathens) figure out that sugar won’t disolve in a cold drink?
Southern belles.
I’m going to have to go with genetic engineering. Having lived in Mississippi for a year, I can attest to the superiority of their cockroaches over anyone else’s. Those buggers are mean!
Shoot, you’re right Doctor Jackson; sweet tea’s sorta the house wine of the South. But Connor those aint cockroaches in Mississippi, they’ve got to be some sort of hard-shell crabs that wandered inland from the Gulf…
I think ChiefScott put his finger (so to speak) on the best answer.
I throw my vote behind the tea. Whoever came up with that stuff should be rewarded with a Nobel Prize.
The south is absolutely right! They are located in the southern section of the United States.
I’m thinking the guy was lost. He probably had always traveled in an eastward direction so naturally the South was right. 
About how to make fried chicken. No question, the Southerners know their frying!
Fried chicken? heck, they were right about chicken-fried (fill in the blank) as well!
I’m going to suggest boiled peanuts. You sure as hell can’t get those outside the South. And Vidalia onions too, but thankfully those get exported to remote locations such as the farmers’ market in Guadalupe, Arizona.
Well, it certainly isn’t about Barbeque. If it were, it would have been “[Individual State Name] was right!” because no Southern state does barbeque the same way as its neighbors.
Maybe it was about potential ramifications of high tariffs; the South was historically against higher tariffs, and the high tariffs enacted by the Smoot-Hawley bill are considered one of the instigators of the Great Depression. Thus, the South was right about the bad effects of higher tariffs.
Any other ideas?
I’m going to go with…
a) Women’s names:
Apparently you can successfully use Bobby Sue and Billy Jean as names for women.
b) Pronounciation of the word Italian:
It’s “eye”-talian spaghetti!
c) Before is not just for defining sequence of events:
As in, 2 plus 2 be fore.
d) “Them there” is valid phraziology:
As in, “Hey Bubba, where’d you get them there used tires?”
The list is endless.
Nope, ChiefScott has it right, as any of you who has met elelle knows.
In my experience, The South has the friendliest, most honest and down-to-earth people in general of any region of the U.S. Even moreso than my home state of Michigan, and that’s saying something.
College football.
World-class authors.
Fried food.
Bizarro politicians.
Yeah, I’m going to have to add my voice to those who agree with ChiefScott. A true Southern belle is just a pleasure to be around.
The further south you go, the greater the likelihood that you WON’t have to shovel snow. (An annoying anomaly is that as you continue moving south and cross the Florida line you’re actually moving north, but the likelihood of having to shovel snow continues to decrease.)
Sweet tea – Nectar of the gods.
Quisine – Any people that can take sweet potatoes and turn them into wonderful little pies can do anything.
The women – Southern women are the best naturally occurring phenomenon on earth.
It’s true that the Southern girls, with the way they talk, knock me out when I’m down there, but don’t forget that the East Coast girls are hip; I really dig those styles they wear.
In my opinion, the south has won on the dinner table. It’s the BBQ, it’s the ham, it’s the chicken fried steak, it’s the fried chicken, it’s the whole cajun thing, it’s the pecan pie, it’s the fried catfish, it’s the shrimp po’boys.
But the north still maintains its lead in pizza technology and if I want to drink tea flavored kool-aid, I’ll order that. Here’s the recipe for iced tea: tea + water + ice.
Ahhhh Grasshopper (AKA Little Nimo) – there is hope for you.
I failed to mention the perfect embibement.
Engredients:
2 Glasses
2 oz Jack Daniels (more is acceptable)
12 oz Coca-Cola
ice
Directions:
Place sufficient ice into both glasses.
Pour the Jack Daniels into the first glass.
Pour the Coca Cola into the second glass.
Hand glass containing Coca Cola to a child an tell him to go away.
Sip away at the glass containing Jack Daniels.
This recipe works equally well with Pepsi, Mountain Dew, Sprite, 7-Up, and Root Beer.