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This’ll nevah cease being one of the musicalities of Missippi of which I am most proud.

Knowin’these guys were out there exhibiting zero fucks given to ever body what cruised by on I-20 in a busy part of A Day In The Life Of A Slab makes my chest puff out and and my head starts followin’ a silent 12 bar solo.

That these guys worked, proclaiming with garden tools,their love and admiration for Mr. Duane - unafraid of Warren County naysayers and pure redneckery for 1/2 a day is one more proof We Missippians may be number 50 in a lot of things but when a matter of import needs brought to a head, We gone git’er done and proudly boast a #1.

This lasted without being tainted by the hand of Man for at least a decade. Proof We truly do not give a rat’s azz what any body from any where got to say bout Us.

Proof that even the most hatefilled simply don’t care.

Proof that if a thing ain’t touching Us then We easily go on bout Our lives and love what We love.

Name me a fan made proclamation of love and dedication any where on Earth that comes close to the statement of this sculpture. You caint cause they ain’t one.

Only In Missippi Friends.

Only in Missippi

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