My visit to Cowtown, Part V
If you visit Ft. Worth and don't see a cattle drive, then you just wasted your visit.
Of course it's not so easy taking great photos of the drive. It's not like you can stand out in the middle of the street and get right in the midst of the action. There are workers everywhere helping you stay safe.
Here's the one-sided conversation I had with one of the workers.
1. Sir, please stay on the curb.
2. Sir, you might be a little safer if you stay on the curb.
3. Sir, I need you to get back on that curb and stay there. It's for your own safety.
4. Gawdammit sir, if you don't get your ass back on that curb, one of those nasty monsters is going to gore you through the heart, and you're going to lie in the middle of the street, bleeding all over everything, and do you think I'm gonna help ya? Not in the slightest. Do you think those cowboys are gonna help ya? Shoot, they'll just spit on ya as they ride past. Do you think those longhorns will give a shit? Well, not about ya, but maybe on ya.
Now, are you gonna get on that curb or not?
5. Thank you.
(Well, I might of exaggerated the conversation just a wee bit. You can find more "honest" folk over at A Rural Journal. )