But what to do? While the cowpokes were a collective rough lot, they were a few players short of a mob or a riot. And cowpokes on horses did not push the terror buttons like a bunch of middle aged overweight bikers on outlaw motorcycles did! No, they were regarded as a bunch of retro buffoons. So sad!
And the possibility of riding down the street while shooting the place up did not have the impact that it did when Charles Russell was painting his western art!
Finally, one of the cowboys said, "Let's blow something up; we have some old dynamite!" And different ideas were offered: blowing up the saloon or the water tank were originally raised but dismissed as being too antisocial because of the effect this would have on the community. They wanted to make a point; but not hurt anyone or cause a drink shortage. That's not the cowboy way!
However, the offending town, Baker Springs, had a mountainous decoration like many mountainous western towns: the town's initials on a mountain or hillside! Apparently the residents of Baker Springs never thought of another possible something that B.S. could stand for; Colorado folks did lack a sense of humor, after all! Hopefully, legalized pot would take some of their uptight edges away, eventually.
Melinda was annoyed at the B.S., proposed that they blow up the double entendre B. S. as a community service. The cowboys allowed that it seemed like a good idea, and it would likely be seen as a civic improvement, anyway. So they got a few sticks of dynamite and placed them around the B.S., lit the fuses, and skedaddled!
Well, one of the dynamite charges went off and blew the S up to eternity! However, the B did not go; leaving the job only half done.
By this time they were hanging out at a drive-in, having the skating servers bringing them buffalo burgers and root beer. They were a little disappointed, but at least one of the offending letters was gone.
Now the people in Baker Springs were puzzled by the explosion, but adapted to it very well due to the now legal locoweed. They simply changed the name of the town to Baker. The doggone spring was too alkaline, anyway.
Just a little true-life fact: Colleges and high schools, as well as towns, may go in for doing hillside letters also. Years ago, some students from one college, I think a College of Mines, blew up a rival college's letter as a prank.
|Cowgirl Melinda, wearing party attire|