I'm getting around to reading "New West Reader," which Jim Larson reviewed in the Outpost Christmas book issue.
I haven't read enough to draw any conclusions, but I was struck by a sentence in the introduction by Philip Connors, a University of Montana graduate who edited the volume. Writing about conflicts between ranchers and environmentalists, he says, "There remain bars where to wear a pair of sandals is to invite a beating."
He's writing specifically of the Gila Wilderness, but he obviously envisions the entire American West between California and the Rocky Mountains. And I'm skeptical about his assertion. But I don't believe that I have worn a pair of sandals since I was 3 years old, so I'm obviously not in the best position to know.
So I put it to any sandal-wearing, beer-swilling readers out there: Have you ever been beaten, or credibly threatened with a beating, in any bar in the West?