It’s been a while since I last dumped a batch of North Caroliniana into the Google Books Ngram Viewer, that instantaneous measure of phrase frequency over the decades.
Caveat e-lector: This is data at its rawest — conclusions should be jumped to for entertainment purposes only.
— Duke lacrosse vs. Duke football and Duke basketball
— Grandfather Mountain vs. Cold Mountain
— Oprah Winfrey vs. Michael Jordan and Colin Powell
— Charlotte North Carolina vs. Raleigh North Carolina
— Southern fried chicken vs. Buffalo wings and Chicken McNuggets
“Their worldly possessions jammed into the back of his Volkswagen, Colin [Powell] and his pregnant wife were on their way to Fort Bragg. [In 1962] there was no on-base married housing for temporary, Vietnam-bound trainees; they planned to rent a furnished house or apartment in Fayetteville….
“After a frustrating day of house hunting, the Powells concluded that there were no middle-class rental accommodations available for blacks in Fayetteville. All Army posts were well integrated by the mid-1950s, but military desegregation meant nothing when black soldiers ventured outside the gates, particularly in the South. At dinner that night at the home of a friend… Colin’s anger rose as he related their experience with local real estate agents.
” ‘You talk to people on the phone,’ and everything’s fine, he said. ‘Then you walk in and they see you’re black, and immediately they’ve got a section of town they’re going to take you to.’ Among the several offerings had been an empty shack in the middle of an overgrown field that had been turned into a trash dump.”
— From “Soldier: The Life of Colin Powell” by Karen DeYoung (2006)
The Powells ended up spending the next six weeks in a children’s room (with bunk beds) at their friend’s Army duplex.