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If you’re in Kentucky this time of year, odds are some semblance of the Kentucky Derby has crossed your path by now. For a race with the tagline “The Fastest Two Minutes in Sports,” we sure are inundated with days of pompous circumstance well before a horse has seen the track.

 

But that’s Kentucky for you – a state that wears the costume of Southern gentility when it’s convenient. And as any true Southerner knows, one does not talk about the seedy underbelly of the day, nor the events that got us here, in mixed company. Hell, we don’t even celebrate the wins if the optics surrounding them aren’t all neatly packaged.

 

Luckily, I am not Southern. I’m not even a Kentucky native. So here we go.