“I’d wager there’s plenty you don’t get about the South. Like noodling. And grits.” “Yeah, I don’t know what the fuck those words mean,” he nodded. “But, also, how can they have a reputation for being both emphatically religious and extremely racist? Isn’t there a bit of a conflict of interest there?” Patrick patted Ben on the shoulder. “That, my good sir, depends on which racist preacher you ask.”