I made another trip deep into enemy territory, the territory of Alta California, this past week and could not help myself but to make more observations. No, I did not venture into the true belly of the beast in what others would call the coastal cities and coastal regions because of weather. In a state that continually manages to waste its capital on a railway to nowhere how can I expect them to be able to manage their roads and infrastructure during major storms? Turns out they cannot with the Los Angeles River flowing yet again uninterrupted to sea as an example. I would imagine if not this summer, then a summer in the near future the farmers will be without water again while the Southern California megalopolis, San Francisco Bay Area and Sacramento will have their green golf courses, lawns, and homeless tent cities.
Speaking of infrastructure and being poorly managed and planned this last trip I took another two lane highway from Needles to El Centro, California. There was quite a lot of truck traffic in addition to automobile traffic and I found myself playing Frogger to make decent time. This on a highway with small shoulder despite an obvious easement that would allow wider shoulders and even an occasional passing lane. Would this cost some money to put in? Absolutely, however I would imagine a small fraction of the billions of dollars already sunk into the bullet train to nowhere. Furthermore, the money would most likely go to contractors in the area and the politicians in Sacramento and who go to Washington D.C. would not get as fat of kickbacks in the form of campaign contributions, contracts issued to family members, and whatever new way of bribing is now in vogue.
I also had to make a stop to relieve myself in the town of Victorville just off the I-15 from San Bernardino to Las Vegas and was immediately hailed by three sketchy looking men in their thirties I would imagine. They were missing some of their teeth, had raspy voices and the general meth user vibe exuding in their countenance asking me if I wanted a home theater for a good price. I politely declined as I looked back to see a young lady walking in and out of vehicles presumably looking for folks to beg for gas money. All of this happened in the span of a couple of seconds.
Inside the station I had to wait in line to use the facility and it was the third time in separate facilities in my sojourn through the state. A trip that was taking more time than it should have due to the storm impacting the region. In this course of my weeks stay it became apparent to me that none of the public restrooms were labeled male and female but rather were all unisex facilities. It then dawned on me as I remembered that the wonderful full time legislature of California passed yet another nanny ordnance requiring all public restrooms be unisex thanks to the ESG crowd. The lines were all long and in one station they had converted what used to be their female bathroom to an employee’s only facility. Of course, there are locks and so only one person at a time can use them and if anyone knows anything about males we are not nearly as clean as females, in general. I felt sorry for the females who must follow the degenerates who do not know how to lift a seat and have poor aim. I do not care what a politician says or some special interest bully says but human nature and the differences between the sexes will not be changed by the stroke of a pen. It is insulting to women, and men for that matter, and it is being used to cause chaos in our country. I would highly recommend that if any other states in the Union are considering following California that they do not. The Golden State is tarnished and it now really should be called the Fool’s Golden State; full of nothing but iron pyrite.
I am still trying to figure out a catchy new moniker for the state of California. Maybe it should the Fool’s Golden State of California, the Iron Pyrite State of California, the Failed State of California, the….? Something will coalesce and form given some time.