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The Delta: An Introduction
By Will Long
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If
you can read Tennessee Williams with some detachment,
then you will not understand the relationship
of the Delta to myth. It’s our myth that
sustains us and that has made us insular. It
is as deep as religion and as instructive. It
is very much like a medicament that in measured
does is an anodyne, but used in excess is toxic
or even lethal.
All the great ideas that govern moral behavior
for the rest of the world are filtered and rarified
for the Delta cannon. God decreed it so. Had
the chosen people wandered here in the Delta
for forty years, Moses would have come down
from an Indian mound, probably, with some flexible
commandments; amendable, like the constitution,
so there would be no danger of obsolescence.
“Generally speaking, thou shalt not kill”,
leaves room for some legal debate; which, of
course, we need. I have seen some extreme cases
where virginity has been reinstated. Although,
there isn’t as
much demand for that now as there used to be.
However, there are certain absolutes; unarguable,
accepted
universally.
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“Thou shalt not be common.” Conduct so
described will mark one, even unto the third generation,
and it is to be avoided at all costs. And the worst
form of commonness is the gentrified type that confuses
sumptuousness, which is OK, with ostentation, which
isn’t.
The only way to fully comprehend the structure is
to come of age here, and go through the educational
system. All societies owe a debt to their institutions
of learning. Ours has been enriched by Parchman, Gartley-Ramsey,
Whitfield, and Mississippi State University. Most
marriage decisions are made at Ole Miss and the sanctity
of those unions rivals apostolic election. There are
a few Vanderbilt types around, recognizable by their
superior attitude and unkempt hair. Sewanee has staffed
us with our ecclesiastics, both frocked and unfrocked.
Hair shirts were voted out long ago, over the loud
objection of Presbyterians.
Actually, religion and the vernacular myth owe a great
deal to agriculture and except for a few tugboats
and the Viking problem, agriculture feeds the multitudes.
(Gambling is just an antiseptic for of farming.) Those
of us, whose birth antedates WW II, have seen agriculture
move from a technology developed by the Egyptians,
to a space age, satellite based modus operandi. Now
a planter must know how to farm, a farmer must be
technically literate; which is a doctrinal difference
from the hoe and cotton sack days, when hi-tech was
owning a welder.
But any introduction to Delta ethos would be inaccurate
absent comment about its women. It, first of all,
is a sub rosa matriarchate. The women control it under
a patina of feminine deference. Most of the good land
is owned by women, and what isn’t–will
be. In times (or generations) of economic hardship,
it is the women who not only provide for the family,
but also maintain the social structure. They guide
the strong men and compensate for the weak. They are
the keepers of the myth.
You may enter the Delta on US 61, 82, or 49. But you
can never truly leave. There is a part of you that
will remain captive, altered forever.
Will
Long, a life-long Delta resident, lives in Teoc, MS.
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