MY HOMETOWN: THE BODY OF CHRIST
Corpus Christi (the body of christ in English) sits on the Gulf Coast roughly halfway between Houston and Brownsville in Texas. When you enter town on Interstate 37, the land is flat and mostly tree-less (cut down for cotton fields and development), and the highway is lined with billboards and refineries. It isn't much of a welcome.
Beyond that, the city is essentially one big suburb. Sure, there is a downtown with more of a night life than when I was growing up here, but it is still mostly deserted after 6 p.m. Most of the city is housing developments, with large grocery stores and big box stores on the development's borders. When you drive into the city on the freeway known as "South Padre Island Drive," it is flanked by large parking lots, hundreds of business signs, a couple of malls, and places like Wal Mart, Krispy Kreme, Starbucks (drive thru), Car Lots, Best Buy, Kohls, Hobby Lobby, Chilis, Tony Romas, Black Eyed Pea, Red Lobster, Old Navy, Barnes & Noble, and on and on. That part of the city, anyway, lacks any character besides that mix of bland and gaudy that marks mini-malls from Jersey City to Anaheim. But it happens to be the most bustling part of town.
The public transportation seems to be better than when I was growing up, but it still is just a handful of buses. Forget about getting places by bike or walking, people would run you off the road. To get anywhere here, you have to drive.
Politically, it can be very conservative, despite the fact the county went for Kerry in the election. The car without a magnetic "God Bless America" or "Support Our Troops" ribbon is the exception here - one of the biggest employers is the Navy after all. There are also a lot of Jesus fish - most of the Latinos in the city are Catholic, and it seems like most of the white folks are Baptist. Sadly, there are almost no unions - besides retail and other service oriented merchants, the other big employer is the petroleum industry.
On the other hand, I did see a young man in a coffee shop reading Nietsche, a car with a window sticker with the image of Che, plenty of kids loitering and riding skateboards, and one pro-union bumper sticker. I think there is incredible potential in Texas to organize the progressive community - there are thousands here, but they have no outlets.
TRAPPED IN PORTLAND: SIX INCHES OF SNOW FALLS ON SOUTH TEXAS
On X-Mas Eve I was at my mother's house in Portland, Texas - just across the harbor bridge from Corpus Christi. It never snowed a day in my life in South Texas, but suddenly it started to snow. I never expected a white X-mas, but we got 6-inches of snow. I wanted to go to the X-mas party at my aunt's house in Corpus Christi, but the bridge was closed and I was trapped. A healthy layer of snow remained on the ground for most of the next day. Most of the major highways, and the bridge didn't open again until 2 pm.
McALLEN: WELCOME WINTER TEXANS. I HOPE YOU LIKE CHAIN RESTAURANTS
McAllen is in the lower Rio Grande Valley of Texas - one of the poorest, if not the poorest, part of the country. I've visited for years because my Dad's extended family lives there. I went this time to visit my grandmother - I hadn't seen her in about 4 years. It was as it had been. There was a lot of construction, but they seemed to mainly be building chain restaraunts and mini malls on flat lots. One unique thing about the area is the large number of what I'll call "mini-med-malls." These are essentially medical shopping centers. They might have a few doctors offices, maybe a pharmacy, and a handful of other different kinds of clinics. They also have a lot of large buildings with brick fronts attached to metal warehouses - they are usually churches or nightclubs.
AUSTIN: WHERE I LEFT MY HEART
For New Years, I found myself in Austin - the place I had lived for the past 10 years before moving to San Francisco. I know a lot of my friends are glad to have left or are planning on leaving, but I really like the place. People have backyards and front porches there, which I like, but it is more social and communal than the sprawling suburbs of most Texas cities - at least the neighborhoods where I usually hung out.
I also miss a lot of the folks I got to spend time with while down there. I was only there for 2 days, so it was kind of a tease. I think there is a good chance I will move back there sometime in the next 10 years. I wonder if by then, all my friends will be somewhere else.


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