I used to think I really liked Austin. What I’ve figured out, some decades later, is that what I really liked was being 20. But Austin’s great, too — it’s kind of like a slightly more refined version of Brooklyn where the tacos are good and there’s no real winter. Some conservatives say that Austin isn’t the Real Texas™, because it’s full of Democrats and tech weenies and vegan brunch spots, but I don’t recognize this Real Texas they’re talking about. I detested her politics, but Ann Richards was as real Texas as it comes. Same for Jim Hightower …
This article appears as “Come and Take It” in the October 18, 2021, print edition of National Review.
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