Is Texas America ?
by Molly Ivins
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Well, sheesh. I don't know whether to warn you that because George Dubya Bush is President the
whole damn country is about to be turned into Texas (a singularly horrible fate: as the country song
has it: "Lubbock on Everythang") or if I should try to stand up for us and convince the rest of the
country we're not all that insane.
Truth is, I've spent much of my life trying, unsuccessfully, to explode the myths about Texas. One
attempts to explain--with all good will, historical evidence, nasty statistics and just a bow of
recognition to our racism--that Texas is not The Alamo starring John Wayne. We're not Giant, we
ain't a John Ford western. The first real Texan I ever saw on TV was King of the Hill's Boomhauer,
the guy who's always drinking beer and you can't understand a word he says.
So, how come trying to explode myths about Texas always winds up reinforcing them? After all
these years, I do not think it is my fault. The fact is, it's a damned peculiar place. Given all the
horseshit, there's bound to be a pony in here somewhere. Just by trying to be honest about it, one
accidentally underlines its sheer strangeness.
Here's the deal on Texas. It's big. So big there's about five distinct and different places here,
separated from one another geologically, topographically, botanically, ethnically, culturally and
climatically. Hence our boring habit of specifying East, West and South Texas, plus the Panhandle
and the Hill Country. The majority of the state's blacks live in East Texas, making it more like the
Old South than the Old South is anymore.
West Texas is, more or less, like Giant, except, like
every place else in the state, it has an incurable tendency toward the tacky and all the cowboys are
brown. South Texas is 80 percent Hispanic and a weird amalgam of cultures. You get names now
like Shannon Rodriguez, Hannah Gonzalez and Tiffany Ruiz.
Even the Anglos speak English with
a Spanish accent. The Panhandle, which sticks up to damn near Kansas, is High Plains, like one
of those square states, Nebraska or the Dakotas, except more brown folks. The Hill Country,
smack dab in the middle, resembles nothing else in the state.
Plus, plopped on top of all this, we have three huge cities, all among the ten largest in the country.
Houston is Los Angeles with the climate of Calcutta, Dallas is Dutch (clean, orderly & conformist),
while San Antonio is Monterrey North. Many years ago I wrote of this state: "The reason the sky is
bigger here is because there aren't any trees. The reason folks here eat grits is because they ain't
got no taste. Cowboys mostly stink and it's hot, oh God, is it hot.
... Texas is a mosaic of cultures,
which overlap in several parts of the state, with the darker layers on the bottom. The cultures are
black, Chicano, Southern, freak, suburban and shitkicker. (Shitkicker is dominant.) They are all