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As the new Dukes of Hazzard movie opens, a former congressman expresses outrage. His name? Cooter.

ATLANTA, Georgia (AP) -- A former star of the "The Dukes of Hazzard"TV show is urging fans to skip the forthcoming movie version, calling it "a sleazy insult."

Ben Jones, a former Georgia congressman who played the wisecracking mechanic Cooter on the popular series from 1979 to 1985, said profanity and sexual content in the film make a mockery of the family-friendly show.

"Basically, they trashed our show," said Jones, who read a script of
the Warner Brothers movie, which is scheduled to be released next
month. "It's one thing to do whatever movie they want to do, but to
take a classic family show and do that is like taking 'I Love Lucy'
and making her a crackhead or something."


Yeah. Really family friendly, those Dukes.

• Daisy Duke wore shorts so short, you could see her uterus. And she was spilling out the top of her shirt. What isn't sexual about that?
• The town had a mob (or corrupt, anyway) boss named Boss Hogg who was buying off the police department.
• The Dukes were criminals. (...That's just a little bit more than the law will allow...that's how the song went, right?)
• The car's horn played the Dixie song and there was a confederate flag painted on top of the car.
• I'm sure there were episodes dealing with moonshine - the TV show was based on a 1975 movie called Moonrunners.
• Cooter, in fact (I just looked it up online), is a slang term for the vagina.

Yee haw, kiddos. Pass the pork rinds. Solder your car doors shut. We're fixin' to go watch ourselves a movie, y'all.

Comments

Anonymous said…
You are SO right!
FletcherDodge said…
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FletcherDodge said…
Interesting points, although I don't really see what your beef is with the song Dixie (other than it's association with the south in general,perhaps).

To me, there's nothing really anti-family or objectionable about it.

Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten,
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land, where I was born in,
early on one frosty mornin',
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I’ll take my stand
to live and die in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie


The song was actually written by a gentleman from Ohio and it was a favorite of Honest Abe Lincoln, the Great Emancipator himself. More can be found at http://www.niehs.nih.gov/kids/lyrics/dixie.htm

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