Damn, I wish they would. But apparently, they beset still us:
Southerners rarely while away their leisure hours by contemplating Yankees, for there is no point in thinking of unpleasant things if one is not obliged to do so. Yet the practice does have value; to some extent, at least, we are defined by those attributes which set us apart from others, and sometimes we can be made aware of such attributes only by observing people who do not share them. Another virtue of thinking about Yankees, in the long run perhaps a more important one, is that it serves to remind us that they have repeatedly tried to make us over in their own image. Indeed, though it may seem that they have been off our backs since the demise of the civil rights movement, their latest campaign to reform us is actually well under way.
Reminds me, perhaps not coincidentally, of my working definition of a tyranny, to wit, “the form of government that won’t leave you alone.” Several examples will undoubtedly leap to your attention, the carpetbagger squatting today in the governor’s mansion in Richmond foremost among them.
Note that the Confederate States of America, whatever its manifest flaws, never sought to impose its lifestyle on the North.
This is a subject for much greater discussion.