Originally published at: Sheriff's creepy plan for Harris voters leads to Fox News whine-fest - Boing Boing
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I think we understand him.
My high school principal was a bastard. He lived on my street. One time he told my dad that he had the names and addresses of every black family in town. They named the access road to the high school after him when he retired or died or something.
“Asshole can’t understand why everyone thinks he’s an asshole”…film at 11.
He said something like “People were asking me what I was going to do when we have 30,000 illegals come here like in Springfield.” Dude…the Haitian immigrants in Springfield are not there illegally. They very much are legal immigrants, many of whom initially were in Florida, and were invited to Springfield because Springfield needed labor. They have been a boon to the economy there. And they were welcomed with open arms by locals until people started spreading lies about pets. And those FoxNews anchors know that, and they said nothing.
Nothing wrong with a good stetson - but why is the idiot on the right wearing one inside?
Given that trump sunk a boarder bill, this sheriff is currently making all the people who come across the boarder stay with trump supporters now, right?
/s
Never house trained?
Because he’s cosplaying.
All hat, no cattle.
Cowboy cosplay.
Came here to say
Thanks, IEK!
…and must add
He’s a dumbfuck who thinks he’s in Texas, not Ohio.
He’s a suburban cowboy.
Bet he’s wearing cowboy boots, too, and hasn’t yet figured out that his back and/or knee/s and/or hip/s hurt/s alla time b/c wearing cowboy boots.
The dipshit’s never been nearer a horse than 500 meters.
He’s got a cow flop for a brain and his cowboy boots have never even seen horse pucky.
If he ever does ride a horse, it won’t be in an English saddle, and the first thing he’ll do is grab the fucking horn.
[Ed. Note: No real cowpoke touches the horn, unless they’re climbing aboard or cutting cattle -
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I’ve never understood cowpoke cosplay in humans older than twelve. I was a very horsey girl {hunter-jumper}, but even I didn’t wear a hunt cap or riding helmet everywhere.
That’s because you don’t fetishise the Wild West as a gloriously lawless fantasy world where macho men can and must dish out rough justice however they want.
I was out on the campaign trail pushing a local issue the same time that he was running for office. At one of the candidate and issue nights he made a big ordeal of getting up because he’d spent the whole day splitting firewood (he’s a tall dude, sued his previous employer for discrimination about it).
Annoyingly, I’d spent the day at home doing the same thing. I still regret not just bounding up to the lectern and opening with something along the lines of “I spent the day splitting wood too, but your librarian isn’t a candyass.”
I remember being instructed at a round the age of 7 on the use of that horn. And in my adult non-cowboying life having been regrettably on a couple of guided horseback rides see this being his use of it very likely. (FWIW, when i was a kid, my dad did keep cattle and horses. But he was still mostly playing at it, we certainly never derived any real income from his hobby ranching).
Besides roping, the horn does come in handy when things get truly mad, or when cutting. We hunter-jumper riders can only tighten our legs and (assuming our mounts’ manes haven’t been fucking braided) grab mane and pray. A martingale strap may be tempting, but it’s too far forward.
“Mount up, boys, and let’s ride!”