Fiesta San Antonio

This week San Antonio celebrates Fiesta, sort of a Mardi Gras with beer and margaritas replacing Hurricanes and chicks showing their breasts.
There are 10 days of festivities, including three major parades and countless other events that require driving all over town and paying jacked-up fees for parking.
People come from all over the world to join in the fun.
In years past, practically everyone I know indulged in at least a few Fiesta events.
Now, hardly anyone I know is getting involved in the hoopla.
With people shelling out three times the amount they used to pay for gas before Bush stole the 2000 election, budgets are stressed and people aren't driving around as much for frivolous purposes.
Besides, fiesta means party in Spanish.
What's there to party about?
Our country is swirling around the toilet, and Texas is the adopted home of the Bush family--the worst carpetbaggers since the Civil War.
On the national scene, Texas is considered a place where stupid, mean-spirited, rich people hide out when they aren't up in Washington, telling lies and screwing taxpayers out of their hard-earned cash.
Texas will get a bad rap for the next couple of generations because people think we are responsible for giving the world the corrupt Bush family and their associates like Cheney, Rove and DeLay.
The Bushes are blue-blooded Yankees from Connecticut and other colonies in the Northeast. They came here to rape the land and plummet the oil industry, then they had the nerve to stay... and invite their friends.

Nah, no Fiesta for me this year.

The next time I feel like celebrating, the words "felony indictment" will be included in the equation.
Until then, I'm laying low, just trying to convince a few people in Blogland that not all Texans are like those horrid, immoral sons of bitches who claim Texas as their home state.