One of the most interesting things about Hillary Clinton is her attempt to sound like the “down home folks” when she is campaigning “down home.”

The first time I heard her voice when she was in Mississippi, I didn’t recognize it as Hillary’s.  In fact, I didn’t recognize it as sounding like anything I had ever heard… and, I am from the south.  I have a slow southern drawl according to most who live north of the Mason Dixon line.  But, if I had to compare the affected accent Senator Clinton was dragging out to something I had heard, it would have been best described as one of the actresses in a grade C movie at an old drive-in theatre.  Well, the drive-in’s are gone and for the most part so are those pitiful attempts to sound like those of us who live in the south.

Tonight as I watched a campaign speech Senator Clinton was giving in West Virginia, I heard something “close akin” to that Mississippi attempt.  It sounded about as authentic as Madonna speaking with her British tongue.  Having tried to learn a foreign language as an adult, I am well aware that what sounds good to the one learning doesn’t always play as well on the native ears.  And so it is with Senator Clinton’s southern accent.  It’s pitiful.

More importantly, as I watched her stroll back and forth across the campaign platform, slowing and more deliberately than ever delivering her message, I felt as if I were being conned.  Now, being from the south I must admit that I appreciate watching a good con, but there is nothing sadder than watching a bad con think she’s good.

And, just for the record… in the south, we may walk and talk slowly, but we don’t think slowly.  Stop insulting our intelligence with the pretence.