Sirens, Smoke, and Spineless Snakes

When floodwaters rise, Austin drowns us in press releases.

Flood waters rise and recede worse than the morals of a Texas politician. We’ve seen this after ever disaster. (Matt Pierce)

Austin in July feels like sauntering through the devil’s mouth— all barbecue smoke, evaporated bourbon, and the faint stench of scorched campaign promises. And now, just when every sane Texan is thinking about the Hill Country floo…