Hmmm.

One interesting note about this article is that while "hard-working" is a euphemism for "white", nobody here seems particularly hard-working:

If Matt had a muse, it was Jessie, an unemployed ironworker, party animal, and backcountry poet. Rail thin, with a lisp and a few missing front teeth, Jessie had recently got out of jail after serving time for multiple D.U.I.s. “I may have slowed down on my partying, but I’m still a wild child,” he told us. “I’ve got to calm down.” Describing the rigid mind-set of his Pentecostal upbringing, he said, “You can’t read the Bible and then have a Budweiser. Either you live a straight line or you don’t.”