Wait, isn't discrimination over? In Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse-Five, there's a lovely Kilgore Trout story-within-a-story called "The Gospel From Outer Space."An alien came to Earth, studied Christianity very carefully, and concluded that the true message of the Gospels was
Personally, I think some humans carry a defective gene, which kicks in and says to them "I want to feel superior to someone today and force it down their throats in public in the most humiliating way possible, because it feeds my ego." They should just take a Valium or smoke some weed. This could be a good legal argument for legalizing pot, if we could just identify the defective gene.
Tomato tomatoh. At some point you can argue that the Inland Empire ends, and the San Gabriel Valley/ LA County begins. The thing about California is the demographics are constantly changing- African American communities become Latino Communities, Anglo communities become Asian communities or Latino communities, cities for the retired fill up with young families. Most places are very different from what they were 30, or 40, or even 20 years ago. It's like saying "The Bronx is Burning".
Several things: 1) As a Southern Californian, I should probably point out that Laguna Beach is not terribly "hippy-dippy." It's the kind of place where a Ferrari dealership shares a parking lot with a McDonalds
Hey! Are you calling me old? (Just kidding.)I am old-ish, not onion-in-the-belt old, but old enough. I remember when LA and Irvine were separated by desert, and were not just one long suburb.(My mom, on the other hand..."I remember when this was just orange grove after orange grove.")
Fun story: a group of professors (all male, white, and middle-aged) from my old department got kicked out for a while from a restaurant-bar close to campus, allegedly because, among other things, one of them fell down the stairs leading to the roof patio while puking.
My ex-boyfriend's bitchy sister lives in Irvine. Nuf said.
"California cops need some updated training. . ." I think it is fair to say that about 99.9% of the cops in America, in more ways than one.
Personally, I think some humans carry a defective gene, which kicks in and says to them "I want to feel superior to someone today and force it down their throats in public in the most humiliating way possible, because it feeds my ego." They should just take a Valium or smoke some weed. This could be a good legal argument for legalizing pot, if we could just identify the defective gene.
I wonder if "The Brig" is going to refuse to accept the new $20 bills because they have a black woman on them. I'm guessing not.
Hey!I resemble that remark!(Not the small part, though.)
Tomato tomatoh. At some point you can argue that the Inland Empire ends, and the San Gabriel Valley/ LA County begins. The thing about California is the demographics are constantly changing- African American communities become Latino Communities, Anglo communities become Asian communities or Latino communities, cities for the retired fill up with young families. Most places are very different from what they were 30, or 40, or even 20 years ago. It's like saying "The Bronx is Burning".
Several things: 1) As a Southern Californian, I should probably point out that Laguna Beach is not terribly "hippy-dippy." It's the kind of place where a Ferrari dealership shares a parking lot with a McDonalds
2) Isn't this Pinkham's beat?
Hey! Are you calling me old? (Just kidding.)I am old-ish, not onion-in-the-belt old, but old enough. I remember when LA and Irvine were separated by desert, and were not just one long suburb.(My mom, on the other hand..."I remember when this was just orange grove after orange grove.")
Don't you ever get tired of the rainbows, the color green, or the perfect, dramatic scenery?Dammit, I love Hawaii!
Aw man, that's an obscure bit of cultural detritus.
For karaoke, I'd need half a bottle.
I live 40 miles south, in the asshole.
Oh I don't know.. Barstow, Bakersfield, Stockton... There are a few worse armpits than even Fresno.
Fun story: a group of professors (all male, white, and middle-aged) from my old department got kicked out for a while from a restaurant-bar close to campus, allegedly because, among other things, one of them fell down the stairs leading to the roof patio while puking.
At least Fresno has that Blossom Trail and festival thing.
As a gay rights wonk and a gay dude myself I objectify the hell out of Brian Sims all the time, so I don't judge.