Thanks, asshole, for writing a book that makes me feel so fucking miserable I could cry. For all the redneck jokes I've heard and the feel-good superiority they engender for having been born into a northern Virginia culture, yet rising above it, I now feel like a traitor to my class. I feel a compulsion to do something more than merely espouse liberal values. I feel a need to do something about them, and I thank you for awakening me to this need.
Your book, Deer Hunting with Jesus, is the most profoundly moving social tract I have ever read. To me, it ranks with Thomas Paine's Common Sense as a call for social justice.
Well, I'm not sure one is a class traitor just because he or she utilized their potential on the only terms offered. I think it's more a matter of a society maintaining a sense of ongoing interactive compassion for its members, which of course starts on a one-to-one basis.
In my humble opinion, it's like this: