Montana,
I am bewildered.
Convention was not your way.
Land of barbed-wire sheep ranches,
Regulation was not your way.
I am disheartened.
Land of once unlimited highway speed,
Thumbing your nose at federal dollars,
Convention was not your way.
Drunk driving was near non-existent,
Thumbing your nose at federal dollars,
Regulation was not your way.
Big Sky, what have you done?
Last bastion of individualism,
Convention was not your way.
Liberal interlopers,
Forgetting what made you unique.
Now, lawsuits galore by moneyed interests.
Beware speeders and drunk drivers,
No longer exempt.
Beware fly fisherman.
You are next.
Lawyers, plague upon mankind, have arrived.
...one of my best friends lives in Hot Springs, MT...I am headed out his way this spring to finally plant my feet on Montana soil, he swears I will never want to leave once I get there...
Posted by: btezra at November 12, 2003 10:03 AMI used to go hiking in the Rockies in Montana each summer with a youth group when I was in high school. It was a great experience for a wet-behind-the-ears kid. 'specially one who weighed about as much as the pack she had to take up on her back. Scrawny little thing that I was. Got more exercise during that couple of weeks than I got all year long.
Posted by: Crazy Girl at November 12, 2003 10:43 AM