This cover from the Santa Fe Reporter, New Mexico’s favorite alt-weekly, has created a bit of a ruckus:
No, I’m not talking about the bikini-clad Lady of Gaudalupe. I’m talking about the saguaros, those two tall-armed cacti in the distance. This outrage must not stand.
“New Mexico?” Chris Clarke wrote last year. “No tienen saguaros.” But to prove that I take my cactus humor seriously, I kid you not, we’re actually trying to grow a saguaro in our Albuquerque front yard – our living joke on all those tight-asses like, say, me, who like to complain about saguaros in New Mexico iconography:
Me: “How do we spell ‘Spikey’?”
Lissa: “Dunno. I don’t think he’s alive.’