I used to say that if thereās a heaven, mine will be an eternal freshman year at UT. The institution and my love for it has been an integral part of my life and identity for as long as I can remember. I met my wife in Jester. I met lifelong friends at UT. My sister graduated two years after me. My brother in law and a cousin attended shortly after me and had many of the same professors and classes. The first piece of clothing we dressed my son in was a tiny little Longhorn onesie. After law school, I could have worked anywhere in the country. We chose Austin because we loved the city and the university and we wanted our kids to grow up here.
The plan was always, always, always to encourage the kids to be Longhorns. But thanks to the fascist assault on everything decent and rational, weāve done a complete 180 in the last year.
Fuck Texas. Thereās no way in hell Iād ever send my kids to a college in this shithole state. And weāre getting the fuck out as soon as our youngest graduates high school.