If you watch network news programming on TV at all, you had to see the feeding frenzy Thursday featuring interviews with those pillars of taste and arbiters of what is popular and acceptable, I mean of course the residents of the great Northwest territory, Stupidland. Television coverage went out of it's way to show people who are probably Seattle Mariner fans or Portland Trailblazerites slamming NASCAR fans as "redneck losers, drunks, trailer trash ... " you get it. Some forgettable politician referred to The King, Richard frickin' Petty as that drunk guy who runs in to people!
The King responded, if you missed it, by saying, in a very dignified way, "I don't drink. I'm not sayin' I never ran into anybody when I was sober, but I don't drink." Paraphrased.
I heard that Darrell Waltrip, upon learning that the legislatures of the bergs that NASCAR was negotiating with, were turning up their collective noses at the prospect of helping fund a 300 plus million dollar speedway development, said that he would fund the thing hissownself.
D W, those moldy, Orca sucking, stuck up kayak huggers don't deserve any further attention. Greg Biffle must be a kidnapped orphan from Kansas. Build the track in Mississippi.