Howdy folks. Today is White Trash Wednesday.

For today's edition of WTW I sent my pet Jawa poking around Glenn Reynolds' garbage to see what I could come up with. Why pick on Glenn Reynolds? Well, yesterday amidst all the major linkage from certain lefty site Glenn gave the Jawa Report an Instalanche. Then Glenn decided to 'fix' the link. That giant sucking sound you heard was all the traffic going away. You might just say Rusty is a bit pissed off.

Sour grapes? Maybe. But I guess after getting so many links in the past 24 hours you'd think I was satisfied? Isn't a link from Hugh Hewitt, Jeff Jarvis, Charles Johnson, Pandagon, and Eschaton enough? No!!!

Now, some may say that's a sure sign of an Indian giver. But did you ever pause to think who made up that term Indian giver? Yup, white trash.

Does Glenn Reynold's come from a long line of people of the earth? That's what we sent our crack reporters to find out.

Here is the evidence.

Exhibit A: Glenn Reynold's teaches in Tennessee. That's right, Tennessee. You don't get more bubba than Tennessee.

Exhibit B: We sent out our young intern Clarice to interview famous psychologist and serial killer, Dr. Hannibal Lecter. "Was our hunch about Glenn right?" she asked. In the process, we uncovered a little more information than we were after. But hey, I hear that in the hills it is considered perfectly normal for young boys to experiment with each other--as long as they are kissin cousins. This is what he had to say about Glenn Reynold's roots:

You know what Glenn looks like to me, with his good blog and his cheap shoes? He looks like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition has given him some length of bone, but he's not more than one generation from poor white trash, is he, Instapundit? And that accent he's tried so desparately to shed? Pure West Virginia. What's his father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found him... all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars...while he could only dream of getting out... getting anywhere... getting all the way to the University of Tennessee.

Image 1: Here is a candid shot of Glenn in his office at UT. Notice the NASCAR screensaver? A sure sign of his white-trash roots.

Image 2: Here is a photo taken by Alex Singleton of Samizdata when Glenn was on the other side of the pond. In spite of being in a fashionable London pub, what does Glenn drink? Yes, the beer of choice for white-trash--Bud.

Image 3: Our last image just about says it all. Many people may be aware of the famous image of Glenn Reynolds wearing his 'celebrate diversity' gun tee shirt. What most people don't realize is that was a photoshop. My pet Jawa found the original in Glenn's garbage.

....and that, my friends, just about says it all. Now excuse me, I have to get ready for this Sunday's Daytona 500. What? You thought I wasn't white-trash, too?

In the meantime, go visit these fine bloggers who are also celebrating White Trash Wednesday!

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