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Carol Perkins: Red Solo Cup, a critique of the Toby Keith concert

'Having an aisle seat, I felt a constant breeze from the beer drinkers staggering in and out with their glasses of beer and later making trips to the bathroom. The concessions did well.' writes Carol Perkins, who was disappointed at the message of the 'Red Solo Cup' for college aged students, over use of alcohol glorification at event which was supposed to honor wounded warriors
Next earlier Carol Perkins column, Commentary/History -: Friday night lights! Posted August 18, 2013.

By Carol Perkins

Learning something new invigorates me; makes me feel alive. I learned something new from Toby Keith. Yes, from Toby Keith. I'm not sure I learned anything that will either invigorate me or make me feel alive, and I might have been better off not knowing. I will never look at a red Solo cup and feel the same.



Through his latest hit "Red Solo Cup," I learned that these are synonymous with beer drinking parties, frat parties, picnics, tailgating, and gatherings in general where drinking is the "thing." Plus, the cup has to be a red one. Who knew? All this time I have sought out the red cups because I like red, and I have served my tea, my soft drinks, and my water from red Solo cups. What message might I have been sending?

There are bars that sell unlimited beer to patrons who pay a certain amount of money for a continuous "fill up" in their RED Solo cup. These bars, naturally, are usually near college campuses and cater to college kids who may only have $10 for an entire night of drinking. They are given a black sharpie, write their names on their cups, and drink as much as they want. Go figure-I just thought a red Solo cup was a red Solo cup.

Totally in the dark, I was enlightened by my forty something daughter at the end of Toby's song about the Solo cup. "You do know what he means, don't you?" She knew I didn't.

"What does what mean?"

"The meaning behind the song?" Of course, I didn't know the REAL meaning so that she enlightened me. The significance of the red Solo cup has been around at least twenty plus years and the bar to which she referred was near UK campus where she attended. Didn't take long for me to put two and two together.

(There's a YouTube Video if you care to hear all the lyrics at YouTube/Red Solo Cup Be forewarned the language may not be suitable for children and many adults -CM) The crowd at Toby Keith's state fair appearance sang the lyrics as they raised their glasses of beer to the sky. Toby constantly sipped from his Solo cup (which could have been water but later when he brought a wounded warrior and gave him a drink, the grimace on the soldier's face indicated straight liquor). Later, Toby was sipping straight out of a whiskey bottle. I would expect this at a Hank concert, but I didn't at this one.

I've watched drunks fall over railings during Hank concerts and pot smokers mellow out at a Rolling Stone concert, but I had never seen this at a Toby Keith concert. Having an aisle seat, I felt a constant breeze from the beer drinkers staggering in and out with their glasses of beer and later making trips to the bathroom. The concessions did well.

The group across from me was totally looped. One guy threw a full glass of beer over the crowd in front of him and took off his flip flops and banged them together, keeping time with the drummer and then fell into the aisle with his head almost in my lap while trying to go to the bathroom. "Sorry," he slurred. I wanted to call his mother to come after him.

Toby was late starting, late returning to the stage for his predicted encore, but his last two songs were as spine tingling as ever. He always brings a wounded warrior on stage and tells about his own tours in war areas and pays respect to the men who protect us. I just hated that Toby appeared intoxicated during this tribute because too many wounded warriors turn to drugs and alcohol and nothing good comes from either. Toby's promoting such behavior was, to me, counterproductive and a bit hypocritical because he sponsors wounded programs and sanctioning drinking isn't in the best interest of anyone.

As we left the arena, taking our time in hopes the drunks would be in front of us and not behind us, I looked at Carla and said, "I hope Toby isn't driving his bus!"

She had left her car at the Cracker Barrel in Cave City, and when we drove through the parking lot there parked in the back was a very nice RV with both sides extended and a huge Duck Dynasty banner across the side.

"We should have been in Glasgow watching them instead of going to the state fair," I said. They would have been sober and their message would not have been found in a bottle.

On Tuesday, 10am-12pm noon CT, August 20, 2013 on 99.1 Susan and Carol-Unscripted, our topic will be the history of Metcalfe County football with guest Harold Chambers, Bruce Keel, Larry Harbison, present coach Fred Harbison, and a member of that first team in 1959, Larry Cooksey. We will talk about those "glory" days of football in our county, as well as the teams we played. Perhaps our conversation will spark your own Fight Night Memories under the lights. - Carol Perkins


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