Wow. What a reasonable response to a difference if opinion about something one has no control over, such as where one is born. And I’ll reiterate for the reading comprehension impaired, is sure as hell leave if I had the means. Staying, unfortunately, isn’t an option.
I’m not a native Texan, but I grew up there and spent 24 years in that shithole. My suggestion is to make a visit to Albuquerque. Close enough that it’s just a hop on the plane. Low cost of living. Check the place out. I immensely enjoyed living there, and it felt a world apart from Texas.
Forget it, Muffin. It’s Texastown.
Ooooh, Sam, I wish. I’ve been to Albuquerque and it’s one of the most amazing and beautiful places I’ve ever seen. I’d go there in a second if I could. < sigh > I’ll have to remember to buy a lotto ticket.
“Albuquerque, the poor man’s Mos Eisley.”
Do it. I urge you to do whatever it takes. Drive there, stay in Motel 6 for a couple of weeks, work Manpower or some other temp agency while you put out applications. Remember, there will be no happiness until and unless you can escape.
Sadly, Chuck Norris can’t beat Alzheimers (or whatever is kicking the crap out of his brain and sanity).
Likewise for the Great State of Texas.
That’s crazy talk. Aside from the insane level of state pride and generally good economy, Texas is not all that different from vast swathes of the US. Oklahoma is a different planet. To lump them together sullies the checkered and usually poorly-taught history of the Lone Star State. I mean, uh, remember the fucking Alamo or something! Don’t shoot me, I’m just here to get rich.
I double dog dare you to move to Oklahoma City. If you think it’s good, stay there, because it takes a special kind of mental derangement to like that shithole, and Texas would be too normal for you.
Tulsa doesn’t count because if it’s dark out, and you squint, and you’re drunk, it could be Arkansas. Which would be a vast improvement.
Isn’t Oklahoma where Chuck Norris came from?
Plus if it’s dark out you can experience Tulsa Night Life.
Sadly, I agree. I have traveled the length and breadth of Oklahoma many, many times on my way to and from my grandmother’s house on Arkansas. As much as I despise Texas, I would have to slit my wrists if I lived in Oklahoma.
No, I’m just someone with common sense.
Go read it, Muffin. Seriously. No death panels. I’m really sorry to pop your balloon like that, but they are not there.
I read that. That’s why I posted what I did.
You’re living in a state that enables you to be successful, more so than you could in any other state. And you hate that. It must suck to be you.
And it might not be the most couth thing for me to do, but pardon me while I snicker at the hypocrisy of your post.
That’s exactly what I tell people when they ask how I wound up in Dallas.
Sigh, OK Clothy, despite my and Spoons’ better judgement, I’ll try to walk you through the legislation (highlighting mine).
Now let’s pull out the pertinent clauses:
Clothy, that makes the committee a death panel that will decide whether or not to terminate life-sustaining treatment.
Under this legislation by Shrub, the life or death of a patient in Texas in the same persistent vegetative state as Florida’s Terry Schiavo would lie in the hands of the committee, unless someone could come up with the coin to continue life-sustaining treatment elsewhere or prove to a judge that the hospital’s medical committee got it’s medical facts wrong.
Any way you cut it, the committee is a death panel, for under this legislation, it gets to decide when to pull the plug on a patient who’s life is being sustained by medical treatment, even if such termination of treatment is contrary to that patient’s wishes, contrary to that patient’s family’s wishes, and contrary to that patient’s advance directive.
Hypocrisy? What the hell are you on about, man? And so far, as much as I know, Texas as a state hasn’t done jack shit for me, although that’s not what I hold against it. How bizarre. < shrugs > However, you did get one thing right out of all your knee jerk blinded loyalty… you are uncouth.
I was born and raised in Texas and got out of there as fast as possible. Between the weather, the politics, and the excessive state pride that borders on religious fervor I couldn’t leave fast enough. After I graduated from college I worked 2 jobs until I had enough money to get to New York and I never looked back. I’ve been in New York for almost 7 years and my husband and I have started considering the possibility of moving somewhere with better schools for our daughter. My mom asked if we had considered coming to Texas and it took all of my willpower not to laugh right in her face. Even if we didn’t hate the idea of 110 degree days all summer long we certainly wouldn’t move from a state that ranks 5th out of 50 for math and science education to a state that ranks 31st out of 50. I’ve also noticed that in much of Texas the tap water tastes like it came straight out of Satan’s butthole.
I think I’ll apply to the TWC just so I can recommend this name be given to one of the aquifers. I think everyone needs to look at a bill showing just how much they’re charged each month for pulling stuff out of Satan’t butthole.
One thing I forgot to mention before was the habit of Texas cops of arresting needle exchange workers, claiming even unused syringes are illegal in Texas.
Thats some smart policy right there, lets spread that HIV and other deadly diseases yee hah!