The not so Ok Corral is what we have in Oregon. My views on this will astound you. First, some geographic study. First off, it’s the West Coast. If you grabbed the United States by Maine, and tilted it, all the fruits and nuts would roll to the West Coast. Oregon, California, has legal gay marriage, and all the pot you want to smoke. My own son lives in Cali, and he’s now crazy too. We pray for him often.
So we have one Ammon Bundy. I’m not going to even mention the other guy, because he’s an also-ran riding on the Bundy coat tails. When Cliven Bundy circled his wagons it was almost plausible. Actually, it was quite funny watching the Federal Gumshoes run with their tails between their legs, and having to return all the cattle they’d stole, but I digress. The history of the Bundy Ranch, public sentiment, and general hate of the Feds made quite an event.
Let me tell you what happens when you hit the national media. You get addicted. There’s gold in them thar hills, and I don’t care how you slice it, between personal appearances, books, articles, TV, and just plain letting your face hang out, you will put up some coin if you get in with the right bunch of fellows. Cliven made a hit, Ammon wanted to ride the freeway, but are we sure Hank done it this way?
Now let’s look at logistics. How do you change things? You go to Congress, beat the bushes, bang your head on the wall, and by and by, you mount the Capitol steps and wave your gun at the DPS while they smile like they got good sense. You don’t seize a rest stop in some spot in the woods that tree huggers go to and smoke dope! Oh, and make love to their boyfriend, thought I’d just throw that in there.
I saw the lawyer lady going on and on about “Territories” with a “T” and independent states, sovereignty and all that. Listen lady, there’s only one sovereign, independent block of land in the continental United States and that’s TEXAS! All the other states are just a bunch of welfare babies sucking of the Lone Star teat! Got that? Good, now let’s move on.
One thing I’m glad to see is the Feds showed restraint this time. Shucks, ain’t nobody out there but Yogi Bear. “Hope they have a pic-a-nic basket, Boo!” What they’re gonna do is wait for the basket to run out, and barring a mass suicide, when they run out of beer, they’ll come marching out into the arms of a fairly lucrative book deal. You don’t overthrow the government by taking over a rest stop. Wonder if I can get a deal helping them ghost write? Hey! I didn’t take the bathroom, I’m only gonna write about it. Oh, the picture on this article; Yeah, well, I was looking for a “Bundy” and that guy popped up.
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