{"id":16177,"date":"2016-06-13T22:00:46","date_gmt":"2016-06-14T03:00:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/hcstx.org\/?p=16177"},"modified":"2016-06-13T22:00:46","modified_gmt":"2016-06-14T03:00:46","slug":"bad-ass-files-john-coffee-hays-the-original-bad-ass-texan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/2016\/06\/13\/bad-ass-files-john-coffee-hays-the-original-bad-ass-texan\/","title":{"rendered":"Bad-Ass Files: John Coffee Hays, The Original Bad-Ass Texan!"},"content":{"rendered":"
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19th<\/sup> century badass gunslinging Texas Ranger John Coffee Hays is the ultimate rea-life asskicker whose story bizarrely ties together the more well-known tales of Sam Houston, Andrew Jackson, Chuck Norris, Clint Eastwood, Zachary Taylor, Wyatt Earp, and the dude with the shotgun who smokes all those fucking buffalo when you go hunting in The Oregon Trail<\/em>.\u00a0 In a gunfire-filled life that makes even the most tobacco-soaked gritty dime-novel adventure story look like the Letter from the Editor in a Victoria\u2019s Secret catalog, this hard-ridin\u2019 Texas Ranger busted skulls from Tennessee to California, survived hundreds of battles against ridiculous Punisher<\/a>-style odds, and now goes down in history as one of the most famous and important members of the United States\u2019 most well-known state police force.<\/p>\n

Born in Cedar Lick, Tennessee in 1817, John Coffee Hays was the nephew of American badass and future presidentAndrew Jackson<\/a>.\u00a0 Hays\u2019 dad was a high ranking\u00a0 American officer who had fought alongside Andy Jackson\u00a0 at the Battle of New Orleans in the War of 1812, but both Hays\u2019 dad and mom died of yellow fever when Jack was just 15 years old\u2026 leaving Jack and his six siblings parentless.\u00a0 The kids were sent to Mississippi to live with their relatives, and Hays started working as a land surveyor\u2026 which was a hell of a lot more dangerous job in 1832 than it is these days.<\/p>\n

Basically, back in the 1830s, there was a ton of Louisiana Purchase territory that hadn\u2019t been mapped, surveyed, or charted effectively yet, and land surveyors in these days basically went out into the unknown fucking wilderness with a rifle, some food, and a few nerdy math tools and tried to survive by camping out in the middle of nowhere while they took measurements and drew maps.\u00a0 Wild animals, Indian attacks, cold, starvation, and exposure to the elements were constant threats to these small surveying teams, but Hays was more than up to the task of Bear Gryllsing his way through the backwoods in pursuit of the noble cause of geography.\u00a0 Described as a quiet, well-spoken, fairly skinny dude, he really shined in situations where he got to pull his gun and start kicking ass:\u00a0 According to his buddies, he was basically a completely different person \u2013 a \u201cmonster\u201d \u2013 when his life was on the line.<\/p>\n

Hays did the land surveying gig for a while, but when shit started going down with Goliad and the Alamo in Texas he decided he wanted to get in on the action.\u00a0 He rode for Texas in 1840, introduced himself to Sam Houston as the nephew of Andrew Jackson, and was immediately given an officer\u2019s position in a relatively-new organization charged with providing order on the sprawling frontier \u2013 the Texas Rangers.<\/p>\n

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19th century badass gunslinging Texas Ranger John Coffee Hays is the ultimate rea-life asskicker whose story bizarrely ties together the more well-known tales of Sam Houston, Andrew Jackson, Chuck Norris, Clint Eastwood, Zachary Taylor, Wyatt Earp, and the dude with the shotgun who smokes all those fucking buffalo when you go hunting in The Oregon…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[5773,4569,1928],"tags":[1654,12202,12203],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16177"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16177"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16177\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16177"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16177"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetacticalhermit.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16177"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}