April 18, 2019 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized
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My name is Susan DuQuesnay Bankston. I live in Richmond, Texas, in the heart of Tom DeLay's old district. It's nuttier than squirrel poop here.
I am honored and privileged to know Miss Juanita Jean Herownself, hairdresser extraordinary and political maven. Since she does not have time to fiddle with this internet stuff, I type her website for her and you can read it if you want to. If you don't, she truly does not give a big bear's butt.
A lot of what I post here has to do with local politics, but you probably have the same folks in your local government.
This ain't a blog. Blogs are way too trendy for me. This is a professional political organization.
If a horse takes exception to you being on his/her back, s/he can throw you off and do you damage with five body parts (four hooves and the teeth). This sucker’s got seven. I don’t care for those odds, even with the bulky suit.
Looking at those horns reminds me: in Minoan Crete, based well off the southern Greek coast about 3200 years ago, they had a form of athletic contest called bull-leaping. Young men and women wearing basically loincloths entered the arena with large, short-legged, low-slung bulls, and induced them to charge. At the last moment, the man or woman grabbed hold of the horns of the charging bull and vaulted over his back to land on the ground behind him. No, I’m not sure how many they lost in practice, but wall paintings of the spectacle still exist. And I think all of those sissy bullfighters who need to have their bulls weakened by having a load of spears stuck in them first should try this version of Dancing with the Bulls. Make it a bit more even.
1Rhea, My kids did years of 4H/FFA activities. Going to stock shows, some of which had rodeos, was just everyday stuff.
2Making way in the barns and grounds for some really massive Santa Gertrudis or Longhorns ambling by was a time to check your that your feet didn’t get stepped on.
My poor step-father-in-law ( a Polish immigrant city guy) witnessed a bullrider thrown off right in front of us at the Mercedes stock show rodeo. The bull then jumped around over the cowboy and a rear hoof came down full force in the small of the prone riders’ back, we all saw and heard the ‘crunch’. That poor guy barely moved after that, and they eventually got him into an ambulance. Don’t think FiL ever got over that, he’d just shake his head and mumble that this was insane (the late winter temperatures were also in the 100+deg range the whole time, which was an ‘adjustment’ for him).
Sul Ross SU in Alpine, TX is noted for it’s ag program with a strong rodeo aspect.
That is one well-trained cow.
3Was that taken on Palm Sunday, by chance?
4@ Sandridge, well, it is insane. Who the hell needs to ride a bull? And people wonder why women live longer than men. (Making exception for men who can find no other way of putting food on the table.) Granted my view is somewhat colored by having just skimmed an internet list of “Dumb Ways I’ve Injured Myself.”
5Tssskkk! That steer is a descendant of long horn cattle brought over on shipboard by the Spanish who liked their steak fresh. Yes, there are long horn cattle in Spain. They have one helluva pedigree. Sad to see this noble critter tolerating somebody in a bunny suit on his back! I say yay steer! Boo bunny!
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