• RestrictedAccount@lemmy.world
      371·
      9 months ago

      This is at a Buc-ees. This golden beaver is their mascot. Southerners love them some Buc-ees. The reason is that they are awesome for reasons too numerous to mention.

      People in the South talk about Buc-ees like New Yorkers talk about fashion pop-ups.

      OP is referring to this as the “Golden Calf” of the South. And since as the South is foreign to the leftiest of the leftys, you have the joke.

        • RememberTheApollo_@lemmy.world
          3·
          9 months ago

          I’ll try:

          OP is pointing out the cultural/political divide between the North and South in the US or just how the South is different from a lot of the US. They’re “foreign” to outside eyes.

          Southerners treat Buc-ee’s like a religion almost with their obsession. Like some people get cultish about Chick-fil-a.

          Ergo the symbol of Buc-ee’s, the beaver, is an idol of that foreign religion (buc-ee’s worship) as viewed from the outside.

          The idolatry is a reference to Moses coming down from the mountain when he got the 10 commandments and all that to find people worshipping a golden calf instead of god. The South is very religious…or at least presents that image.

          So a bunch of stuff happening in that short OP comment. Got the religious south worshipping a beaver for a store that people outside the south don’t know about or understand the cultish following it has.

    • Ashyr@sh.itjust.works
      19·
      9 months ago

      It’s a gas station chain in Texas called Buc-ee’s. Some Texans freak out about it in a huge way. I have lots of Buc-ee branded apparel as a result of my brother-in-laws passion, which he’s instilled in my niece who now insists on more shirts for her aunt and uncle.

      I’m cool with it as they pay everyone well above minimum wage. If you want to fan out over a corporation, you could do much worse.

  • Jo Miran@lemmy.ml
    141·
    9 months ago

    May ye be blessed with a majestic porcelain thrown during your travels.

    • remer@lemmy.world
      42·
      9 months ago

      I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Buc-ee, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.” — Percy Shelley, “Buc-ee’s”, 1819 edition