This Is Where The Cowboy Walks Away [Bill The Butcher commentary]

This Is Where The Cowboy Walks Away

by The Butcher Shop, a (TLB) Contributor 

This movie clarified a lot of things in my mind. My writing style has been studied for a full minute, and when asked for clarification on how I do what I do, frankly, I was clueless. I wasn’t liberal, but I wasn’t exactly conservative either. So where do I draw my ideas! Texas! West Texas to be exact.

It is said that Texas is a state of mind. There are certain constants. Texas is the largest state. I know, I know, Alaska, but just wait until global warming kicks in real good and the ice melts. Texans are known for audacity. Well, I got that. That’s why I throw racism, misogyny, and political correctness on the table just like a call in a poker game. And, most times when I “call” the liberals say “they’re out!” Usually after a charge of racism. That always seems to be the wild card.

But, the more I watched as Bush Jr. developed out in Midland, the more I saw of myself in Killeen. He grew up wealthy and I grew up quite, well, not so wealthy, but the strangest thing was that our basic philosophy remained the same. Our ideas in core values were similar.

We both believe in America. Now, by saying that, we don’t actually believe totally in America, we believe in America as it used to be, but more than that we believe in Texas in the vain hope that the states will take notice and follow our lead. But, we’re easy to make fun of. And we earned it. I’ll give you that. George drank too much, and rammed his garage. I just got a DUI. He tends to shoot from the hip. I know of no other way to shoot. He’s highly educated and me, well, I have a high school education from Killeen High School, and that’s about as ignorant as you can be, and they still let you drive a car!

George took hits as he “cowboyed” his way through two administrations. He invaded Iraq as he was criticized by his own cabinet about the lack of any proof of weapons of mass destruction. I saw it. It was plain as the nose on your face. Straight from Judge Roy Bean. We invaded Iraq because they were bad men, and the whores weren’t ladies! I cowboyed through real estate and bought three mansions in Berry Creek. But, the cowboy by his very nature rides alone. Every time I made a decision practically everyone in the room disagreed, be it the music business, real estate, or now journalism. And in practically every case I was right!

That’s TEXAN! Davy Crockett said, “Make sure you’re right, and then go ahead!” That’s why Texan’s rub people the wrong way. We took a chunk of Mexico and called it a republic. Kidnapped their president and threatened to hang him if he didn’t sign the agreement.

And now, as yankee financiers enable cartels to form “caravans” we are called again to stand up. While Pelosi declares sanctuary cities we form militias. While Omar rattles on about her headdress, we still open doors for ladies. While bartenders from the Bronx run for Congress, we still just tip ‘em down at the Chill and Grill. Why?

Because somebody has to remind you how it’s done! Somebody has to tell you that a border is a border, a man is a man, a woman is a woman, and eight year old children have no business in that debate. Somebody has to read YOUR constitution as it is. And, just as before, we will fix this. We’ll give you your “America” back. Then, as usual, that is where the cowboys ride away… Until the next time.