This is certainly not a Sunday sermonette. Virginia City, NV is a tourist trap these days, but I drifted through it this past week and enjoyed myself all the same. And it made me think of the song (below)
Nerd Facts: Virginia City, Nevada is the largest federally designated Historical District in America. It is maintained in its original condition, as it was in the boom days of the 1870s, when the Comstock Lode made it the West’s premier mining metropolis.
I just like the song and Western anachronisms. If I had lived in the Old West would I have been a gunfighter? Likely if I was white. If I had been red, I would have taken scalps. If I’d been Chinese, I would have run a laundry. Life is just like that.
I can’t see myself as a pilgrim, sod buster or feather merchant. Even today, which is why I spent my life as a gunfighter. Things haven’t changed. Creds make it legal.
Heh… Not surprised a bit… And Virginia City is a step back into history!
More than the standard load of tourists today. Lots of weekend bikers. I made a run out there because I had a couple of hours to kill before my flight.
Very enjoyable homily. Now I want to visit Virginia City, but maybe out of season…
There's still gun-fights, but it's just not the same.
It gets several feet of snow in winter. Spring of Autumn.
There are pretend cowboys for the tourists everywhere.
Tombstone's great– and I'd watch spaghetti westerns any day of the week… the presence of a young Clint Eastwood makes them better than any romcom!
Glad something enjoyable came out of the trip to Nevada!
LOL, I had forgotten til I listened to The Last Gunfighter Ballad. When we were in college the Cowman played Tex Ritter's Blood on the Saddle often…
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