Lajitas (TX) takes wounding of its mayor seriously - (Mayor castrated in attack)

Austin American Statesman ^ | August 5, 2002 | Jim Yardley

[Dog Gone]

Downtown Lajitas, Texas

[Gunrunner2]

Okay. . .for all the Texans out there we can all agree that the the worst parts of Texas are better than the best parts of everywhere else.

"Never ask a man where he is from, if he is from Texas he will tell you, if he is not, you don't want to embarass him."

[FITZ]

Don't put up pictures like that. Most people need a lot of humidity and there isn't any in West Texas.

[ladtx]

Don't put up pictures like that. Most people need a lot of humidity and there isn't any in West Texas.

Sorry. Just wanted to show how desolate it is. Not a McDonalds for miles. Wouldn't want anyone to think it's a neat place, with all it's open sky, clean air and soul stirring spaciousness.

[FITZ]

Yes that's a good reason. No malls either. And how do you know there's even air because you can't see it?

[ELS]

Got any pictures of fields of bluebonnets or indian paintbrush?

[ladtx]

A German artist named Ludwig Bemelmans once visited far West Texas, exploring its forbidding but majestic mountains and barren desert, and afterward said:
“It is what Beethoven reached for in music. It will make you breathe deeply whenever you think of it, for you have inhaled eternity.”

[ladtx]

Bluebonnets? How about this?

[Pining_4_TX]

"I decided that if somebody from Houston can be mayor of Lajitas, then why not my goat?"

Being in Houston, I'd rather have the goat than our current mayor. The goat couldn't do any worse.

[ladtx]

Here's a partial quote I've kept over the years. It came out in the European version of the Stars and Stripes about 20 years ago. I've got the whole article if you would like it.

WEST TEXAS
MEAN AND MARVELOUS

West Texas is a sunrise in the Palo Duro Canyon, a Sunday at Lake Meredith and a sunset in the Chisos Mountains of Big Bend National Park.

It’s St. Patrick’s Day in Shamrock, the Fourth of July at the Texas Cowboy Reunion in Stamford and Christmas stranded in a Panhandle snowstorm.

It’s a monument to a mule at Muleshoe, a jack rabbit statue at Odessa and an 11-foot tall roadrunner named Paisano Pete at Fort Stockton.

West Texas is oil boom and oil bust and thousands of oil pumps nodding like metal insects in a prarie ritual.

It’s an Amarillo blizzard, a Sanderson flood, a Wichita Falls tornado, a South Plains duster, a High Plains hail storm and everywhere a target for killer heat waves and dry spells.

It’s an aversion to governmental handouts and cold shoulder to government interference.

West Texas is a beer bust on the Concho River and a drug bust on the Rio Grande. It’s Longhorns and longnecks, Friday night football and Saturday night fever.

It’s Ace Reid’s cowboy cartoons and Stanley Marsh’s buried Cadillacs and an abandoned shell of a drive-in theater whose crumbling marquee once read: “Gone With the Wind.”

It’s the tree at Notrees and the impact of Impact, the tiny shadow town that brought liquor to Abilene, a city of churches and church schools, the buckle on the Bible Belt.

[arm958]

A German artist named Ludwig Bemelmans once visited far West Texas, exploring its forbidding but majestic mountains and barren desert, and afterward said: “It is what Beethoven reached for in music. It will make you breathe deeply whenever you think of it, for you have inhaled eternity.”

Germans always freak out when they see wide open space for the first time. He would have said the same thing had he gone to Afghanistan instead.

[ladtx]

He would have said the same thing had he gone to Afghanistan instead.

Only difference is they don't have this in Afghanistan.

"...a chili cookoff in Terlingua and a Lamblast in San Angelo.

It’s chicken fried steak in Quanah, calf fries in Big Spring, Tex-Mex in Midland and barbecue from Dalhart to Del Rio and El Paso to Fort Worth.

And then there’s steak.
Joe Allen’s in Abilene and the 50 Yard Line in Lubbock do with the ribeye what Picasso did with the paintbrush.

In Amarillo, the Big Texan offers a 72-ounce sirloin free to anyone who eats the monster before it eats him. An oilfield roughneck did it once, and we miss him.

In San Angelo, there’s a restored bawdy house called Miss Hattie’s, but the river city’s greater claim to fame is its steakhouses, surely the most and best of any town its size. Zentner’s Daughter didn’t invent the garlic-flavored KC sirloin but she perfected it."

[WhyisaTexasgirlinPA]

Excuse me........ everything West of Austin is NOT uninhabitable......lol......... it may not be fun, but you can survive............lol

[WhyisaTexasgirlinPA]

Now that is harsh T......very harsh........

[WhyisaTexasgirlinPA]

Now you've gone and done it.......I'm homesick!

That is a great article......would you send the rest of it to me?

[WhyisaTexasgirlinPA]

HG - you HAVE to read this.......!

[Gunrunner2]

Yes, I'd like the entire article, please.

[nanny]

ACtually, we are trying to keep all that a secret!!!!!!!!!11

[ladtx]

ACtually, we are trying to keep all that a secret!!!!!!!!!11

I don't think we have to worry. There aren't that many of us hearty souls out there that would appreciate it's beauty.

[jdub]

you don't have to convince me, I grew up in Houston.