Before I made my first trip there, Texas seemed a state of mythic proportions. Huge expanses of open land, football games that were played to the death, and heavy laden gun racks on the back of every pick-up truck. And while I visited Austin (which was satisfyingly weird) the bigger-than-life impression of Texas remained, because above everything, it was state pride that loomed large.

In Lone Star Love, Andy Ross examines the folks that take this pride to the extreme: the secessionists. Just cocky or off their rocker, they treat Ross to a show he’ll not soon forget.