Over the course of just a few months, it appears. The link is to the site where I found a video shot by a local resident of Austin, TX. (I’d forgotten to put the link to the site when I first posted).
Now, many of you may think of Texas cities as much more civilized than other states. And, generally, that may be somewhat true.
But, Austin has long been an outlier – a VERY Leftist blue city in a sea of red.
But, if you are a resident of the Lone Star State, keep in mind that – while most of the state is a staunch supporter of the Right, the cities have come to adopt the Phat-headed Philosophies of the Left.
Probably one of the most important things that state and federal government can do is apply the motto of Pottery Barn:
If you broke it, you bought it!
If there are no consequences for chuckleheaded decisions, people will keep making them.
For alcoholics, they have to have life hit them – HARD – before they will admit there is a problem.
For debtors, having no other options than bankruptcy is the best trigger for that Come-to-Jesus moment, when they will FINALLY realize that, no, they cannot keep up their financially feckless ways.
For Austin, and all of those other Red Hellholes, refusing to once again bail them out of the troubles they have made for themselves is the only way that they can learn from their mistakes.
In my many and various peregrinations over the centuries, I called Austin home for awhile. My work also included cleaning up real estate. Linda’s above article is quite true but doesn’t even come close to the real magnitude of the problem. If you want to find an encampment just look for an intersection that has a grocery store, liquor store, and pizza place nearby.
The political landscape of Austin is very simple, the downtown entertainment district is the big money guys using local college students for leg work. It probably started in the early 70’s. Policy contradictions, hypocrisy, and unanticipated disastrous results do not bother these people in the least.
I lived in Austin in the late 80’s. It was WONDERFUL. I remember going to a little watering hole on a hill overlooking lake travis to get margaritas. The surrounding area was empty – just pastureland for the occassional longhorn steer you’d see. And the sunsets over the central texas hills were a thing of great beauty.
The Hilton on Lake Austin made great margaritas as well.
I also remember a steak place on the west side of 5th or 6th street – they made these ginormous steaks with a baked potato. It was a frequent hangout for cowboys just off the range – they’d spend 10 hours wrangling cows and work up a tremendous appetite.
I remember The Salt Lick.
I remember Houstons, a steak place on the upper west side of town. Was a great place back then. Nice place to dress up a little and take a date.
The Texas Hill country was absolutely stunning in early april.
That sure was a pretty place back then.
And Good God Almighty, so many stunningly beautiful women…..OH MY GOD.
The weather suited me perfectly as well. Yes, it was a bit…well, moldy. But humidity suits me.
There were three weeks in january where you had to wear long pants and a jacket. Then the rest of the year was summertime – shorts and t shirt. PARADISE for me.
Whoever is permitting homeless slobs, antifa and BLM to overrun the city needs to be dragged into the street, tarred and feathered, and told that if they don’t change their ways IMMEDIATELY, the guillotine was going to be taken out of storage.
I’m not kidding in the least.
TSW,
Did you ever go to the Hole in the Wall?
I worked there in the 70’s.
That place on Travis you went to might have been the “Oasis”.
Oh Ripper of Chaldean Spines and Devourer of Chaldean Brains,
Yes to both.
The ‘ritas at the Oasis weren’t my favorite, but they hit the spot when needed, so to speak.
I preferred the ones at the Hilton, and there was a spot or two on the SW side of Lake Austin that I found agreeable as well (can’t remember the names of the places.)
There were quite a few good tex-mex places in town as well. I discovered the glory of chimichangas in Austin.
In the NW part of town, north of Houston’s, there was even a very good Chinese place called, if I remember right, The Sea Dragon.
Of course, it wasn’t only the food and drink that I enjoyed in Austin. I simply found its weather and greenery to be a wonder – I had been living in Utah the previous 8 years and had found myself very unhappy over time with the desert and inland mountains, and had a terrible longing for being closer to the sea and amidst warm, lush, deep green hills, like I had growing up in north NJ. Austin refreshed and re-invigorated me. What a happy time.
I have to say that my time in Austin at the end of the 80’s was probably the happiest period of my life.
May God Almighty DAMN those who are now turning that once beautiful town into a festering puss hole and fermenting septic tank of SJW self-righteousness and social marxism/neo-maoism. They are doing the Devil’s work, and time is coming for a Reckoning.