Redneck Realpolitik

Today Charlie Daniels died. Charlie wore many rather large hats; singer, songwriter, guitarist, fiddler, showman, band manager, session musician, poet, philanthropist, husband, father, farmer, etc., etc. Like many rural, southern men, Charlie not only could do it all, but he was willing to. In a land short on cash money, we live by the credo, “If it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing yourself.” Charlie did it all well.

You don’t listen to Charlie and think of philosophy, but when you consider political philosophies on personal liberty, there is no greater line than, “I ain’t asking nobody for nothing if I can’t get it on my own, so if you don’t like the way I’m living, than just leave this long-haired country boy alone.”

Thanks for keeping our toes tapping, Charlie.