Texas remains red. (Though some imagine it is maroon.) There is an obvious island of blue for Travis County and the Valley area, but otherwise, the state makes a predominant crimson statement.
Why are Texans so red? We are a bold, courageous bunch. We live in a state where the temperatures vary between 30 and 95 degrees all in one week. Tornadoes, rattlesnakes, and deer season are regular events. Our heritage includes Sam Houston, Jose Antonio Navarro, Mary Martin, Audie Murphy, the Buffalo Soldiers, and the Kilgore Rangerettes.
Texans proudly wear our thoughts on our bumpers. We wave to each other politely and say ‘Good Morning’ to strangers. When we visit New York or Paris, a big smile and “thank you” can transform an awkward language gap into a warm exchange. We stubbornly refuse to follow the major media elite who try to reform us into a helpless culture dependent on the bureaucratic government. We believe in a state that encourages job creation because people should be on business payrolls, not welfare rolls. We don’t need the United Nations to advise us about pollution, courts, health, or elections. We respect the flag, the weather, and our neighbors. We bravely fall on our knees before an Almighty God before we go off to war. So, why do the Blue States hate us?
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“You just don't get it. We in the red states are the backbone of this country. We aren't on TV, in the movies, quoted in newsprint, on the bestseller list. We aren't pampered, praised, given trophies, or invited to awards shows.
No, we are the workers who often work two jobs, we grow the food, make the goods, heal the sick, protect the masses, teach and care for children and the elderly, haul the trash, clean the streets, keep the utilities going, volunteer, and, most important, defend this country with our lives.
We are truly the silent majority, and we won't be intimidated by terrorists, dictated to by foreign countries, or forced to give up our beliefs in the sanctity of marriage between a man and a woman.
We wake up every day looking for the sunshine, working without rancor, bitterness, or pity. We are lucky to be alive and live in this wonderful country that everyone in the world wishes they lived in.”
From JOAN in Idaho, USA TODAY
Joan sums it up nicely. I love Broadway and sobbed when the World Trade Center fell. I remember eating dinner and watching the sunset from the 106th floor Windows on the World. No bitter hatefulness here.
We will just try to convert those blue Texas counties one at a time.
Kilgore Rangerette
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