Our Mother’s Relations; or, Tony Hillerman, Jim Chee, and Joe Leaphorn

Tony Hillerman, from laurieroberts.net

My mother read Tony Hillerman’s books–one after the other, like eating potato chips.* One quiet day in her condo**  I stretched out my hand and picked up a creased paperback and immediately fell into Hillerman Country.

Hillerman Country is red and ochre and brown and yellow. Dusty and windy. Populated . . . → Read More: Our Mother’s Relations; or, Tony Hillerman, Jim Chee, and Joe Leaphorn

Buffalo Gal; or, Palin’s Civilizing Influence

Let them kill, skin, and sell until the buffalo is exterminated, as it is the only way to bring lasting peace and allow civilization to advance. –General Philip Sheridan

Buffalo skulls, mid-1870s, waiting to be ground into fertilizer

Here’s a more recent quote:

“I am especially concerned,”  [Governor Palin] said in a written statement in August 2007, when . . . → Read More: Buffalo Gal; or, Palin’s Civilizing Influence

BOWLING WITH COYOTES; or, the Hero’s Quest Complete

Reach for the sky!
Cowboy Shoot ‘em Up with Stagecoach ©2008 es

Hey, that’s good advice.

All movies and stories (all that are worth hearing) have the common theme of conflict that leads to resolution and the return. A theater play with no conflict at all resembles virtual reality. Where’s the fun in watching . . . → Read More: BOWLING WITH COYOTES; or, the Hero’s Quest Complete

DRIFT RUN CEMETERY ICE CREAM SOCIAL; or, the Hero’s Quest

Mythology and ritual are the same thing. Take a look at Phantom Empire, 1935 Mascot serial. This twelve-episode serial is the worst Western of all time. But buried beneath its trick riding and kid-style secret club is a message as deep as the secret underground queendom of Murania. That’s about twenty-five thousand feet, way down . . . → Read More: DRIFT RUN CEMETERY ICE CREAM SOCIAL; or, the Hero’s Quest

THE JUNIOR THUNDER RIDER’S CLUB TO THE RESCUE!; or, the Hero’s Birth Announced

…the strange Thunder Riders gallop across the desert. Their tracks lead back to the mysterious mountains–where no one has ever come out alive…

Plastic Hero in Red ©2008 es

by guest blogger batboy42

The rules of life are different for a hero, no matter how hard he tries to remain with the old neighborhood.

He’s walking like a hero . . . → Read More: THE JUNIOR THUNDER RIDER’S CLUB TO THE RESCUE!; or, the Hero’s Birth Announced

All My Heroes Might Be Cowboys

Plastic Hero © 2008 es

Anything can look heroic–it’s all in the way the lights and camera work. Maybe that’s why cowboys in movies don’t say too much. All candidates on Campaign Trail ’08 have to keep talking, but the more they talk, the less heroic they seem. It’s a problem, buckaroos and buckarettes. I think they know . . . → Read More: All My Heroes Might Be Cowboys

Maverick; or, Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child

MAVERICK. Ask not how many times you can say a word, but why you need to say the word so many times in the first place.

“Maverick.” Thou shalt not repeat a word in the hopes that it sticks.

“Maverick” took on a pop culture tone in the 1950s with James Garner’s hat-pushed back, insouciant gambler. The middle . . . → Read More: Maverick; or, Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child

HEEL; or, Cowboy Boot Odyssey

Cowboy boot hunting is a lot perseverance and a little luck. You have to have boot-mind. You have to have patience. You have to have a high degree of tolerance for cheap-ass mall-rat boots. You have to have a discerning eye, and the feel for boots within your fingers.

Some of my jillion boots were picked up . . . → Read More: HEEL; or, Cowboy Boot Odyssey

True Romance; or the Life and Times of African-American Cowpokes

Cowboys are white. Thus proclaimed the thing with greatest authority in my life: TV programs. Even the Indians were white, and so were the chiefs and chiefs’ daughters (who were white enough to be loved by the white heroes). (Fact: Natalie Wood as Debbie Edwards in The Searchers, 1956) So imagine my surprise, at . . . → Read More: True Romance; or the Life and Times of African-American Cowpokes