Talking about the Zogby poll I participated in recently, I mentioned their question about our sense of identity. They asked: “Do you consider yourself a citizen of your town or city, your country, or the Earth?”
I still want to spend some time on that question, but a quick take before I deal with a 30-foot section of a giant pecan tree that crashed into my back yard last night: I’ve always felt pretty good about living in Dallas, but now–ouch!–I find there’s a sarcastic new term for my fair city: Dalitude, apparently describing what many think of as an irritating, smug, materialistic attitude possessed by many a Big D denizen.
You can Google up Dalitudinous remarks, but here’s how one Web Webster put it:
This is a city where people smile as they “ever so kindly” pull the knife out of your back. “Dalitude” is the local phrase for it.
Now that’s acerbic. But at least he didn’t mention JFK or J.R. Ewing.