I love the rodeo (bc of the danger and violence and hot cowboys ofc), but I have to emphasize just how comically, performatively patriotic it is at all times.
like. jesus. tonight after the announcer got done introducing the bullriders, he leaned into the mic and said, "And now we bring on the most precious cowgirl of all: Old Glory" and someone on a horse rode out carrying a giant american flag, and just...fuck. what the fuck.
the most precious cowgirl of all
and I was sitting there silently losing it, but then the horse reared up and the rider dropped the flag?? and the horse kinda stomped on it, and cowboys were running around trying to pick it up, but the flag was visibly dirt-stained by the time they got it off the ground.
and the cowboys were looking upset but the announcer said don't worry, it was fine, but that we should all ask for forgiveness, as if dropping a flag is an actual sin rather than just a weird american one, and holy shit. I wish I was funny enough to make up stuff like this. god bless america
this year the flag-carrying-cowboy's horse pissed through like 80% of the national anthem, but I happened to be seated next to some of the rodeo moms and dear lord it was so fucking hard to keep it together so my new besties would keep telling me fun facts about their sons' violent and exciting bullriding career choices
















