Mad Jack Hanks: Tales from the O-NO Ranch 7-11-11
Today, gentle readers, I write to you on the Fourth of July. It is a hot one. I rode the ole Harley into Wellington this morning for their annual free pancake breakfast. Hundreds and hundreds of folks coming in for breakfast and the parade to follow. There will be a few thousand gathered up and down both sides of the street by the time the parade starts.
I don’t know if you heard this or not, but a couple of days ago there was a news report from, I suppose the political science department of Harvard University that warned folks to reconsider taking their young children to fourth of July parades and festivities as it (I ain’t makin’ this up) might make them more conservative and maybe turn them into young Republicans when they get older! Are you kiddin’ me Charile Brown?
Of course I am not surprised at anything I hear any more, are you? This is what a good many of our children learn when you send them off to get an education. Too many universities lean so far to the left that they have scabs on their left elbow. It’s cow camp. That’s where these university professors need to go. Yep, a month at cow camp up in the
mountains where they have to chop wood for a fire for their “cowboy coffee!” No latee stuff here. You get up early and feed your horse and fix your own breakfast and wash your own dishes after you have used the hand pump to gather water. Then you go to the out house if you need and get that little chore done and then you saddle a horse and ride timber checking on your cows until lunch. Back to camp for lunch unless you packed a lunch. You get to take a little nap and then back in the saddle for a few more hours to be sure the bulls are doin’ their jobs and that there are no cows or calves bogged down in the sink holes. However, when you get back at camp and take care of your pony, chop some wood for your fire, cook, eat, clean up your mess, then you can sit outside and listen to the night birds and crickets. No T.V., no cell phone service, just you, God, the forest creatures and the sound of your pony gently munching grass off in the distance.
You sleep good all night, better than you ever have. Life is good when you have worked hard all day and taken care of something besides yourself. Cow camp could be a job at the lumber yard, on a construction crew, or whatever requires you to be present, do a day’s work for a day’s pay. I am afraid that too many young folks come out of college today with no real work experience, I mean physical labor, and expect to go right to the top of their field. It’s been reported that kids out of college are having a very difficult time right now and kids that have not completed their education and are working and doing jobs that require physical skills are doing better.
Don’t get ole Mad Jack wrong. I wish that I had gotten my college degree and I think that everyone that does has a better chance in life, but there is some background work that needs to be done along the way. Cow camp will solve the problem. We need young men and women to run this country that have a backbone, common sense, a good work ethic, a love for this country and morals and ethics beyond reproach. You get that at cow camp!
Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion and I’ll c. ya’ll, all ya’ll.