Cowboys and Indians
Friday, December 4, 2009 at 8:30AM 
Isn’t it crazy how people’s perspectives change over time? I remember playing Cowboys and Indians as a kid, or even playing with Cowboys and Indians toys as a kid growing up.
I think everyone wanted to be a Cowboy at one point. I think I wanted to be a Cowboy recently, after watching Unforgiven (with Clint Eastwood) for the hundredth time. I think I dreamed of being William Muney.
“You just shot an unarmed man!”
“He should have armed himself if he was going to decorate his saloon with my friend.”
I was driving into work today and I noticed an old Marlboro advertisement on a billboard. It was a rugged cowboy sitting on top of his horse.
The Marlboro man was always deemed cool.
Now? Not so much. Cowboys are stupid.
If someone told me they were a professional cowboy, I would consider them uneducated losers. I mean, get a real job, won’t you!
They probably have designated smoking areas along their horse trails now and the cowboys probably have to carry gigantic pooper scooper with them to help the environment out, or they’ll get fined.
As for the Indians out there? They are either casino owners, or raging alcoholics living on the two reservations that were set aside for them. Man, did the alcoholic Indians really get ripped off.
I think the two reservations that were given to them were in Camden NJ and Downtown Detroit. It wasn’t as if they were getting beach front properties or scenic reservations.
What the heck is happening to us as a society?
We should at least let the six remaining professional cowboys out there, roll up some cigarettes and punch a few alcoholic Indians in the face or something.
That would bring back that rivalry a bit and maybe get us interested in being cowboys and Indians again.
Reader Comments (4)
Up here there {but much further up north} there was an alarming rate of suicide amongst native teens on the reservations. They were either drinking themselves blind or unhappy with their way of life and they sad thing is the older generation refuse to change their ways. Many now have left the reservation and moved elsewhere in search of a better life.
I didn't think I had any interest in being a cowboy until I saw that picture of that cowgirl. Now I'm ready to put my boots and saddle on.
Wait, that sounds dirty.
It is dirty.
Oh, I don't she'll mind at all.
Yee-haw!
So, you are calling me an uneducated loser because I've spent my life as a professional cowboy? While you spend your days in some corner office gazing out at the magnificent Philly landscape of buildings, crowds of people and traffic jams, I am in a world you can't even imagine.
I am in a world where it is common to be able to see a hundred miles (without a traffic light in sight). I am in a world where I have to take the blame for my own failures, with no one around to steal the credit for my successes. In my world you have to respect Mother Nature for what she is, for if you don't she'll take you out faster than a drunk running a red light, using all natural, organic ingredients.
I am in a world where it is recognized that conventional wisdom is not wise, nor is politically correct even close to being correct. I actually feel sorry for people like you, stuck in your endless cycle of traffic, cubicle and traffic. You will never get a grasp of what life is really about, nor will you ever get any real excitement out of your life without it coming from artificial means (or you get mugged).
Your life has you so blinded to what is important in life . You stuff your face with a burger and contemplate why you pay tolls on a freeway without ever giving thought to why you are calling the toll road a freeway (or giving a moment of thanks to the cowboy that took care of your burger when it still had a head.) Stop by my website and look around (although you may be disturbed at how much your education has not taught you.) Look me up on Facebook and take a look at the pictures of where I work, then you may begin to grasp just how unlucky you are with all of your quasi education that keeps you from really grasping life by the horns. Heck, maybe buy one of my books and actually read it. Then you will know what I mean when I say "Greed and laziness are the parents of invention. If the invention was really necessary,we as a species would have been extinct before it was invented!"
Thanks BK for setting this idiot straight. He is probably as confused as a one eared coyote trying to listen to a hearing test. If you were in his face he would probably act like a shoe strung squirrel hiding behind a pork belly fenced in squealing cock-a-mania pig.
Thanks again for setting him straight. I wrecking we wont be hearing from this city slicker for awhile. I’m fixin to kick his tail in if I see em…