The other day we cantered off to Tombstone for the second time in our lives. Just thought we'd check and see if the gunfight at the OK Corral turned out any different this time.
Actually, we've never been to the re-enactment, which takes place in an area about the size of a corral surrounded by a 12-foot fence intended to keep out those who haven't paid for the pleasure of watching guys with (fake) guns shoot each other. It even has its own parking lot which, no doubt due to hard times all round, it is forced to share with the farmers' market on Wednesdays and the Masonic Lodge whenever they hold their secret meetings.
You can get a sense of the town itself from some of its artefacts:
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| We are the Wild West, thanks very much |
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| "Proud to be an American" and "I love my cat" |
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| Dreamwalkers (bikers) clubhouse with studly club members |
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| Local business |
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| No explanation required |
The one that best captures the tenor of the times in these parts is the omnipresent blimp, an unmanned surveillance vehicle apparently owned by the Air Force and operated by the Army. Amongst other things, it is equipped with heat sensors and can deliver up-to-the-minute info on "illegals" to the Border Patrol folks. Locals refer to it as the Spy in the Sky. Watching, just watching.
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