Read all about it The Dixie Bitches are so self-important and ridiculous at the same time. We all remember how they tried to create some sort of a sistahood with a European audience, and so they pronounced to their crowd something like “you know we’re ashamed the president comes from Texas [like we do].” Gee, Dixie Geniuses, in spite of how much we Americans are mocked over our geography ignorance, try asking a European to point to Texas on a map. They would probably point at California. Regardless, they’re at it again. They have the nerve to mock Buddy Holly, one of the greatest rock and roll stars in the history of rock and roll, in a song on their new album: "I hear they hate me now Just like they hated you. Maybe when I'm dead and gone I'm gonna get a statue, too." Buddy Holly, like the Dixie Bitches, is from Lubbock and, unlike the Dixie Bitches, has a statue in downtown Lubbock. The only difference? When the Dixie Bitches are dead and gone, hardly anyone will care. Still, Buddy Holly’s brother Travis responds: "He was loyal to his hometown, his church and his family. And I never knew of anyone who hated Buddy." And the Dixie Genius Bitches say the song... "...is not just about Lubbock, but about any small, hypocritical town." And I guess the Dixie Bitches get to decide what small, hypocritical towns are all about, and I wonder what a hypocritical “town” is, anyway. What the hell is a hypocritical town? And how having a statue of Buddy Holly in Lubbock is hypocritical is a mystery to me. Buddy Holly fans are still here, fascinated by and adoring of Buddy, even with a career cut so tragically short by that infamous plane crash. I say we try an experiment; let’s kill all the Dixie Bitches off, and see if anyone gives a rat’s ass about them 50 years from now. I’d bet you $100 the answer is “NO”...even 5 years from now.