After a year of awfulness, is it really any surprise that the beat still goes on…at least in California…
For starters, consider this.
I’m so far removed at this point, having returned too my former high school and college stomping grounds, buying a new house; having a garage fire one month in; succumbing to a bizarre case of COVID and playing a post-fire game of chicken with the insurance company.
Now I’m in California for my wife’s oldest daughter’s wedding and considering the true meaning of California Ken Doll, governor Gavin Newsom‘s screwed up state.
About the only thing as lame is wondering around the southern part of the state pretending it’s not June of 2020 in the Monkees trying to sell concert tickets to a “Farewell Tour” at the Uptown Theater with that Davey Jones and Peter Tork long dead and the remaining Mohicans right up there with Biden in terms of age.
In other words, tres lame….
The people who live in the Golden State today have been immersed in a bubble so long they have no idea what real life actually is.
That said, a woman at Nordstrom’s – who described herself as conservative – was actually obviously embarrassed to have Newsome as governor and mentioned that not only was he a far left control freak, but he’d managed to con two different Republican women into marrying him; former Donald Trump Jr. girlfriend and Fox News exile Kimberly Giuilfoyle and documentary maker Jennifer Lynn Siebel.
A week after visiting California I can tell you it’s kinda like time traveling.
Mask wearing, six foot spacing was still firmly enforced until at least June 15.
There are so many rules everywhere you turn you almost need to carry a rule book.
When I was a kid growing up in Kansas City, locals kinda looked down on themselves wishing we could get in on the California Dreamin’ action instead of racing into our parent’s basements every tornado season, saving stacks of newspapers for our grade school “paper drives” and feeling land locked with no oceans to surf.
Everything hip and fun lay more than a thousand miles to our west.
No mas.
These days California is the homeless state with ridiculously high taxes and a hipness bar far lower than the one we fly over types are accustomed to
The bottom line: everything actually is up to date in Kansas City and Arizona…at least compared to California.
Been twenty-three years since I worked and was in California. It appears nothing has changed. I’m sure they all still think those of us here in Kansas dodge tornadoes every day, all our ground is flatter than a cast iron skillet and we have no idea what cool looking fashions or a lifestyle is. I’ll take boring ass Kansas any day of the week over LA.