Texas Monthly Reporter
The natural gas deregulation bill almost made it through the labyrinth of Congress, but not exactly in the way they tell it in the civics books.
In which our author discovers that paternity suits him.
Something you can’t see, hear, smell, taste, or touch could turn you a tidy profit—if you play your cards right.
The worst things in life are free; venereal disease, for instance.
Who is the Taxi Driver and why is he doing those terrible things?
A strip-mining company made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.
Splendor in the suburbs.
The proof of your imagination is in the paper.
Elmer Wayne Henley is neither safe nor sorry.
You can’t tell the players without a scorecard.
Some cheap but gourmet dishes you can make at home on the range.
Accidentally on purpose.
Spiritual desolation in Crawford’s The Backslider; spiritual warfare in Naipaul’s Guerrillas.
Pots, Prints, Pirouettes, Plants, and Pizza.
Surprise yourself; discover the very old and the very new in classical music.
From a long heritage of paternalism Fort Worth gropes toward democracy.
The savage trials of eating with civilized children.
The small investor is still the key to a big-time market.
Two films that make it on one level, lose it on another.
Is doing what comes naturally good enough these days?
Not all the action was on the field at Super Bowl X.
Hugh Aynesworth can’t escape what he witnessed in 1963.
A long overdue homage to a cornerstone of Texas culture.
How Coors is setting out to conquer Texas.
Exploring the pleasures of French regional cooking in these here regions.
Oh, say can you sing?
T for Texas, T for Tennessee Williams’ autobiography, and T for terrible.
Notes and bolts.
Don’t bet your life—or your livelihood—on a football point spread.
Who is Kirkpatrick Sale and why is he saying all those terrible things about us?
Who is Kirkpatrick Sale and why is he saying all those terrible things about us?
ZZ Top knew a good thing when they saw it: Texas.
Lawrence Foster prepares for an encounter with Gustav Mahler.
You don’t have to like inflation to learn something from it.
It was a good month for Stanley Kubrick and a bad month for computers.
We spotlight the follies and foibles of our state that will go down in history—way down.
When a noted American humorist retired to Alpine, the joke was on him.
The Bronx is up and the Battery’s down and there are little bits of Texas all over the place.
That’s the message Ray Stanford sends nightly into outer space; so far no one has answered.
Spaghetti Western: when it is good it is very good, and when it is bad it is soggy.
Chain gang.
East Texas author William Goyen was more at home in the Fifties.
Pleasure on the Orient Express.