A woman named Kindra, married to a fisherman, has two kids, lives in the pits of one of the least populous parishes of Louisiana, probably doesn't know a single word more than three syllables long (save for her Cajun shellfish pronunciations), might have a GED, speaking in public.
It's this sort of person that makes me stop hating humanity every now and again. If y'all are with me I'll chip in $100 toward buying her a few years in an LSU Geology or Engineering program.