Written by Daniel Browne
When we think of Tennessee we think of the greats: Elvis Presley, Dolly Parton, Johnny Cash. We think of the Great Smoky Mountains, a place that Google-images has proven to be also quite… great. Those schooled in American history might call to mind Davy Crockett, folk hero and politician, who met his maker in the Battle of the Alamo. And those of us who like a drink will no doubt have been thinking about Jack Daniel’s this whole time. Country music, picturesque landscapes, American heroes and tasty liquor; sounds like a pretty nice place to live. Or does it?
For starters, in Tennessee, I can’t post an image online that causes “emotional distress”. So there goes my Facebook profile picture, with it the 99% of my other photos that also show my face. Fought in any duels lately? That’ll see you unable to hold any political position. And daring your kid to purchase alcohol is a definite no-no, but tattooing him is only a misdemeanour.
An emotionally distressing image to say the least, courtesy of the Ten Network.
Saddest of all, although unenforceable, within the Tennessee State Constitution lies a passage that states that ‘the intermarriage of white persons with negroes…or…descended from a negro to the third generation… in this State is prohibited.’ In this instance I’ll forgo an attempt at wit and just let the ridiculous quotation speak for itself. It’s a shame really, I was quite looking forward to cut price whiskey straight from the source.