As of September 1, 2017, Texans can carry daggers, swords, and machetes in public places; with some exclusions including schools, prisons, hospitals, places of worship and amusement parks.
So far, no word from Trump’s religious advisor in the downtown Baptist church.
I’ll bet the satellite dishes in the trailer park exploded when that breaking news report hit cable TV. Lordy, I thought there was hope for Texas’ image when the bathroom bill didn’t pass. I was wrong. We southerners celebrate crazy, but this is over the top, even for Texas. Some of our state leaders need to check the end date on their tin foil hat.
I can remember a time when carrying a sword in public was a sure fire way to be, placed in a restraining garment, medicated and parked in a quiet room.
This is sure to present challenges to People O’Walmart. Some of them will have to rethink their wardrobe. It’s hard to find a place to put a machete when you shop half-naked.
I don’t know how much more I can stand. We have a
certified loony, unqualified national misogynist leader. At the state level, we have creepy elected officials obsessed with personal functions that people don’t discuss in polite society.
Men have screwed up the entire country. It’s time for the steel magnolias to put down their mint juleps, pick up their protest signs and march.
Mary Margaret is the guest blogger this week. For those who aren’t familiar with Mary Margaret here’s how she came to be:
The filter that monitors what comes out of my mouth was defective from day one. Southern women don’t recognize these as flaws; we call them eccentricities. I named my eccentricity Mary Margaret. She sometimes appears as a guest blogger.