The Texas Observer, Texas’ first and only liberal magazine, is closing its doors this week and silencing a helluva ride for rambunctious people in Texas. For 68 years it was the handbook for liberal, and some would say damn socialism, thinking in the reddest state that has a couple of first class universities.
I was blessed to be a tiny, tiny part of this endeavor that featured the likes of folks like Ronnie Dugger, Molly Ivins, Jim Hightower, Kaye Northcutt, Jake Bernstein, and a host of other weirdos, storytellers, and committed souls doing the Lord’s work. Just having a group lunch with some of them made me feel like Dorothy Parker. Although I clearly had the lowest IQ at the table, it was just barely high enough to understand the jokes, they were very kind to me. Most of the time. The price of admission was that you could not only dish it out, you had to be able to take it. They are people who took what they did very seriously but they didn’t take themselves seriously at all – my favorite kind of people.
I wrote for them a little, but it was more often I was written about, because they knew I was always good for a punch line. Even in a long stories about something like water shortages, I got quoted just to keep people from committing suicide from the desperation of it all.
Robert Leleux, author of Memoirs of a Beautiful Boy, a hysterically funny story about growing up gay in Texas with a flamboyant mother, and the tender, funny, and tear jerking, The Living End, introduced this “non-blog” to Texas. He called me a damn firebrand. Robert and I had an adoring relationship that he took everywhere he worked.
It was almost as if Texas Liberals had a secret underground profane network of like minded folks. It was also a launch pad for young writers who could take a month to research a topic and produce some of the best investigative reporting being done in the state.
I will miss it dearly. I will also miss the great merch.