We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The first two words to enter my mind when I saw the pic were "ski wax!" While I know it's strictly verbotten to say anything nice about California here on Maggie's Farm (and I'd probably lose my blogging privileges if I said this in an actual post), CA has some of the best skiing in the world because it's so dry. Fall down anywhere else and you end up a sodden mess. Fall down in the Sierras, stand up, brush off the 'snow dust' and keep on truckin'.
One of the proudest days of my youth was the day I first tackled KT-22 -- and survived.
Nice. Know the area. Further you go inland in CA the more rational people get (except for a few pockets of insanity like the state capitol building). Great rural counties and good people up north, and northeast.
The sad part about California is that in spite of such natural beauty, natural resources, and good climate, its politics are so messed up. When I hitched cross country to California when I was 18, I was lounging in some park in LA when an elderly woman came up to me and told me ,"This is God's country," a statement I fervently agreed with at the time.
During that trip I went on a hike in the Sierras with my aunt, cousin, and their friends. God's country, indeed.
But all areas have their own beauty, at least until homo sapiens gets there.