It's Texas. What Would You Expect?

In Texas, they had primaries yesterday. And they complicated them, in that good ol’-fashioned Texas way.

They had a sitting Congressman in one district, and Texans, and the clown, applied themselves to finding someone even worse than that. So they voted against Dan Crenshaw, and replaced him as the Republican candidate with Steve Toth, whose main claim to fame appears to be that he got the clown to support him. That, in itself, is a very bad sign, but it appeared to be plenty good enough for Texas Republicans in Houston. If the stupidest, most inept, least tethered to legality (and most single-mindedly self-centered) person on earth likes Toth, Houston Republicans didn’t need to know anything more.

Texas’s other senator (not the one who’s the least liked senator in the whole senator) is up for re-election this year. Texas Democrats had a choice. One of the very best, and proven, members of the House — Jasmine Crockett — was running, and she was opposed by the almost desperately cute (I’m not female, but I do have eyes), and inexperienced, and bible-quoting James (it simply must! be Jimmy) Talarico. Thus far, with recently just under half the votes counted, Jimmy (come on, it’s Texas; at least Jimbo) was ahead by about six points. I don’t know what happens to the insanely magnificent Crockett — does she get to contest her House seat, or did she sacrifice that opportunity by over-estimating the intelligence of Texans? — but Texans are arch specialists in shooting themselves in the feet. That turns out to be as true of Texas Democrats as it is of Texas Republicans.

I suppose that raises the question of whether Texans are awake enough to realize that they really couldn’t do worse than Greg Abbott, and if they have anything remotely like brains, they’ll replace him with Gina Hinojosa. As H. L. Mencken famously said, “no one ever went broke underestimating the intelligence of Americans.” And Texans appear to be poster children for Mencken’s point.

In fact, in order to stop part of the population from voting, Texas passed a rule saying that the election could not be extended two hours. One court ruled against Texans, and a higher court over-ruled the lower court. The United States of Stopping Registered Voters from Voting. Or at least one state.

I’d say I’m glad I don’t live in Texas, except I live in Florida, so I’m in no position to talk.

One of my friends, who happens to be a Substack friend, has convinced me to get myself on a dating site. Which I really didn’t want to do, because my previous experience was not encouraging. Some African American woman reached out, and we’re going on a date on March 7. She talked about the difficulty of being the race she is, and how she thought of moving away. I told her that this is a horribly racist country (as if she needed me to tell her that), and if things worked out, even though I’m too old (including too old for her, since she’s 51, and I’ll be 76 in a few days), I’d go with her. We can get away from Texas, the clown, people who are still, for whatever unimaginable reason, Republicans, and just the whole, money-focused culture. My thought was Jamaica, since I like it a lot. I’ll find out in a few days what she was considering.