I love Texas

I mean, I seriously do. And here's one perfect example of why: the remarkably unusual sanity and good sense of Texas justice.

Darrell Roberson came home late one night to see a pickup truck outside his house. To his astonishment, he realized that his wife was in the truck with hardly any clothes on, along with a man who seemed to be grappling with her. She saw her husband and screamed to him that she was being raped, and the man then fired up his pickup truck and started to pull away. But Roberson carries a handgun, and he was not going to let a rapist kidnap and probably eventually murder his wife. So he fired three quick shots at the fleeing truck, and, being a Texan and therefore a good shot, hit the rapist in the head and killed him, probably saving his wife's life.

Except it turned out that his wife wasn't being raped. She was having an affair, and had snuck out of the house leaving her 7-year-old daughter inside in order to do the nasty in the cab of her lover's pickup truck.

So the police arrested Roberson on murder charges, and he posted $100,000 bail and then moved out of his soon-to-be-ex-wife's house. And the grand jury met a couple of days ago, and indicted...

...the wife. For manslaughter. The husband? Free to go, because there wasn't a single thing he'd done that you wouldn't want a husband to do if his wife were really being kidnapped by a rapist.

By God, in Texas sometimes you actually see justice done.