Well, not all of us. But the last several months have been fairly, well, unstable, depressing, and generally unpleasant, and as I don’t like inflicting that sort of nonsense on you guys, I’ve been just keeping my head down, mostly. But it turns out that a man can get really …
Rumors of our demise are somewhat overstated. But the next piece here has some learning and some more research to be done, so it’s taking longer than I thought. Learning comes slower these days; I think my brain’s getting full. Or stuck. Or something. Anyway, here’s a sneak preview. And …
When the Texian Army swarmed the Mexican camp at San Jacinto, the afternoon of April 21, 1836, they terrified the Mexican soldados with the battle cry, “Remember the Alamo! Remember La Bahia! Remember Goliad!” Few Texans (or USians, really) have ever forgotten the Alamo – there are books and novels …
It’s like St. Patrick’s Day, but without the green beer. It’s what a national holiday looks like when it’s celebrated in another country by large groups of people, most of whom have at best a marginal tie to the Auld Sod or La Patria Hermosa. In short, it’s an excuse …