WARNING!

I am about to write about something that may have you up in arms, demanding my head on a silver platter, or just plain upset with me. I feel it is in Cloudwrangler’s best interest to go ahead and say it anyway, for a lot of reasons. I recently told someone important that the only way to approach blogging was to “Write without fear”, and I firmly believe it. Also, controversy is good PR. A simple boycott of me could lead to millions of hits on my site, and really it’s all about feeding my ego, right? Right.

This morning, while doing laundry in the shadiest laundromat in Austin, I parked next to a Spanish language video rental store, carrying a variety of Mexican films that I had never heard of. On the front door of the shop there was a poster for a “film” called, “El Jefe de la Frontera” It had a rather large Mexican man with a bad goatee, a black cowboy hat, and some sort of assault rifle standing over a rather well bosomed dusky Latin “maiden” and a corpse or two. I was ready to offer the store owner as much as $100 for it, until Kevin dubbed it, and the other films like it also advertised with boobs and guns, a “Taco Western”. I could hardly stop laughing, thank goodness I don’t drink milk.