It’s the dismal tide

“You know, if you’d have told me 20 years ago I’d see children walking the streets of our Texas towns with green hair, bones in their noses, I just flat-out wouldn’t have believed you.”

“But I think once you quit hearing “sir” and “ma’am,” the rest is soon to foller.”

“It’s the tide. It’s the dismal tide. It is not the one thing.”