The residents of The Great State of Texas had a problem. Too many new immigrants.
A large influx of new "Texans" had begun to drag our State down. Californians, New Yorkers, and Mexicans had flocked to the Lone Star State in recent years to flee the liberal shitholes they called home. They wanted to experience what was left of freedom in America.

There was just one problem. They wanted to change our State. You know, just a little bit. Each person had a pet peeve about us that they pushed.
To some of them, we had too many guns. Some said we weren't far enough down the lgbtq++ road. They all hated our voter ID ideas. A few even wanted to ban "BBQ smoke smell" in Austin. The majority, by far, wanted Welfare reform and more free stuff. It was exhausting.

So the natives came up with a plan. The next time a once-in-a-lifetime cold snap hit, we would just turn off the power. It was that simple.

A week later, there was another shortage...U-hauls. We watched as streams of them fled West, South, and North. It was amazing, like the old film reels of the Dust Bowl exodus.

Then we turned the power back on. Life is back to normal here. Hell our property taxes are back down to 2000 levels.

All it took was a week of adversity and a little ridicule.