Sorry, Harvey, You Don’t Mess With Texas

As a Texan, I have one message for you Harvey: nice try buddy, but you don’t mess with the big, great state of Texas.

You can blow your winds, you can pour down your rain, hell, you can even cause landfall TWICE, and it still won’t be enough to break us. You messed with the wrong state, and we are already taking care of your nonsense.

I want to teach you a few lessons: we are not like the other states. While many others want to fight about Confederate statues and their meaning, we share a love for different cultures, races and tastes; we celebrate our diversity. Simply look at all the Tex-Mex and BBQ restaurants we have.

While other states might get affected by a financial bubble busting, we can handle our economy — we have our technology and oil industries working at their finest. Since the moment of our inception, we fought for our right to become who we are, if you don’t believe us, then call Mexico for a reference. We can ride horses or spaceships to work on the same day. We have had some of the greatest musicians come out of Texas! Just to drop a few names: George Strait, Beyoncé, Willie Nelson, and, of course, Selena! While other states “play” football, we consider football our religion.

We are Texas; we are big, we are Red, we are White, and we are Blue. We are the Lone Star State! And if you mess with one of us, you mess with all of us. So if you, Mr. Harvey, decide to ignore all that, then at least remember this: Texas means allies, or better yet, it means friendship, and we take that to heart.

So go ahead, take your best shot, Mr. Harvey. Because it’s going to take a lot more than that to break us. Here in Texas, we WILL take care of each other. We have done it, we are doing it, and we will keep doing it until our last day.

Like my good friend says, we are going to be alright, alright, alright.