ALL THE YOUNG DUDES CARRY THE NEWS
Somewhere on the East Middle Bosque River – The longest day of 2016 will occur on June 20, at 22:34 GMT, exactly six hours ahead of Daylight Central Time.
Our correspondent and his running buddy, along with their dudettes, consider their attendance at the swimming hole a rite of summer, and June 6 “the first day of summer.”
Our man shall remain nameless, but be it remembered that when it was mentioned that in today’s market and political atmosphere, all the people with phones and computers, or phones and no computers, or computers and no phones, are really and truly the news media, they all responded – without hesitation – “That’s right!”
Said he, “The trouble is just fixing to start.”
What does that mean?
“The locals don’t want any underage drinking; they don’t want any trash and littering, and they don’t want any drugs. Mainly, it’s the drugs.”
Asked if he means IV drugs – shooting drugs – or smoking drugs, all responded, “Smoking.”
What kind? Crack, Crank, Crystal, or just plain old weed.
“Weed.”
“Our job is to keep the trash picked up down here and to make sure the locals are happy.”
What will make them happy? Do they know from happy?
“Yes, no underage drinking, no trash, and no drugs.”
Fair enough.
“You can interview me at the proper time. Later on this month, you will see cars parked all the way up the hill,” he said, pointing up the slope, pointing to both sides of the road. “The road is public.”
A clue. The low water crossing on Hog Creek has washed out. In the past, County Commissioners have elected not to rebuild, to close the swimming hole – and have done with it.
Frowns all around.
The dudes took off to the swinging rope when the dudettes began to chafe and argue that the water is far too shallow for all that.
“They’re just showing off because you young ladies are down here,” saith The Legendary.
“We know,” one young lady said.
So it goes.
So mote it be in an emerald, sparkling afternoon amid the plash and burble of the little river running cool and clean over rocky gravel.
Curiously, we received this communique from an individual named David Houston, an interested party who insists he sees proof of some kind of wrongdoing in a photo attached to this article. Personally, I see no proof of his allegations, and replied in agreeable tone by exchanging my picture to one I found on Facebook.
Toodle Loo.
