Thursday, November 24, 2011
HEY THERE PILGRIM
I'm not covered in silver belt buckles (not even one!) or strictly wearing black. I can't even claim a giant felt hat, 10 gallons or otherwise. That said, I often conflate "cowboy" with pilgrim. The ultimate American masculine signifier must have a legacy in our national founding myth too right? Maybe I should just blame John Wayne. Or Indians. They pop up in both myths, the perfect "communal" foil to match the rugged individual Calvinist narrative our Nation loves so much.
Either way, here is a Thanksgiving treat just for you: Colby as Cowboy, courtesy of Raging Stallion's latest release. There were a lot of cowpokes in this one. I didn't make first cut-- maybe I should have been an Indian? Don't despair, scroll over to find me in Disc 2: COWBOYS. Or just admire my big cowpoke here.