The fifth and fabulous edition of Yes Ma’am, No Ma’am looks at some notable Houstonians and wonders who deserves to be entered into our local hall of fame…and who should be strapped to a rocket and launched across I-35 to become honorary Austinites instead. NASA has to have some spares lying around, right?
Yes Ma’am
The Knowles Sisters. Is an explanation really needed here?
No Ma’am
Drake. Why couldn’t Kendrick Lamar move here instead?
Yes Ma’am
Simone Biles. Changing the game as a once-in-a-generation gymnast and mental health icon.
No Ma’am
Joel Osteen. Matthew 19:24 probably doesn’t come up in his sermons often.
Yes Ma’am
Richard Linklater. Finally made the cinematic love letter Houston deserves with Apollo 10½.
No Ma’am
Tilman Fertitta. Maybe he should prance around on concrete behind plexiglass to entertain customers instead of those tigers.
Yes Ma’am
Matt Bomer. Doom Patrol showed us he could handle weird. Let him be weird more often.
No Ma’am
Mary Kay Ash. The only dead person here, because the scourge of Mary Kay parties hasn’t yet granted us the courtesy to follow.
Yes Ma’am
The Astros. Even non-baseball fans can have fun watching friends and family love the home team.
No Ma’am
Randy Quaid. Tragically devolved from comedically quirky cousin to ranting conspiracy uncle.
Yes Ma’am
Megan Thee Stallion. A heart as big as her musical talent: She donated generators to low-income seniors.
No Ma’am
Ted Cruz. Still hasn’t lived Cancúngate down.
Published in the The Secrets of East Texas issue of Houstonia Mag.
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