I like cowboys. Okay, okay, ‘like’ may not be the right word. ‘Love’ is probably closer, although you’d probably be safe with ‘obsessed with.’
And I know I’m not alone. A lot of you like cowboys, too. What’s not to love? Cowboys are red-blooded American males who know how to handle everything from a barbed-wire fence to a horse to a pick-up truck—not to mention the woman they love. These are men who work with their hands and possess a skill set you don’t find in major urban areas. They handle whips, ropes, and branding irons, with a shotgun and even a six-shooter thrown in for good measure.
When picturing your favorite cowboy, perhaps you picked Daniel Craig, from the recent movie Cowboys and Aliens. Or Matt Damon, from True Grit. And don’t forget Kurt Russell and Val Kilmer in Tombstone. Heck, if you go back far enough, to Stagecoach, even John Wayne was hotter than hell.
These are all fine cowboys. Emphasis on the fine. But for me, the selection is somewhat limited. When I thought of hot cowboys, a different image pops into my mind.
There’s a horse, of course. That’s the same. Blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a hat: Check. Maybe a six-shooter, maybe a knife—a cowboy can never be too prepared. So far, we’re all good.
But this is where my image veers off course. Instead of short, trim hair, the cowboy of my dreams has long, black hair that’s closer to his belt than his ears. Instead of skin that’s leathery red from the sun or pale (Looking at you, Val-as-Doc Holliday), the cowboy of my dreams has a natural copper glow. He may or may not have a saddle on the horse—because he can ride just as well without one. And, more often than not, my cowboy has frequently misplaced his shirt.
In other words, my cowboy is, more often than not, an American Indian. A Lakota Indian, to be precise, because that particular tribe is well known for their horse culture. Don’t get me wrong—if you’ve got a hunk on horseback, I’m there. But all things being equal, I’ll pick the American Indian every day of the week.
Actor Jay Tavera
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