California

When I was in my youth everyone wanted to go to California , which was a land of great attraction with famous people and beautiful sunsets and beaches. All the movie and tv stars lived in this promised land. The Beach Boys and Jan and Dean sang about the girls and surfing , and everyone drove 55 T- Birds, Corvettes, and XKEs. A place on the beach in Malibu was everyone's dream. Over the years dream world has become tainted with too many people and a veritable Tower of Babel of everyone living in excess and corruption. Nowhere is this greed and corruption more apparent than in the entertainment business. The casting couches of the Harvey Weinsteins and his comrades have become legendary. Suddenly every starlet is telling of attempts on her integrity. The Me Too movement is in full swing. It seems that the core of California has become a rotted foundation waiting to collapse. The state is full of liberals wanting to give everything to migrants and expect the rest of the nation to follow suit. The entire state is a powder keg  literally burning up in times of drought , and then sliding off the hillsides during the infrequent rains, to say nothing of the San Andreas Fault getting ready to dump the masses into the cold Pacific. When the Beach Boys were wishing they could all be California Girls somehow I don't think they were singing about Nancy Pelosi or Diane Feinstein. My vision of California Girls is stuck on Pamela Anderson running on the beach in that red bathing suit , or Farah Fawcett in that poster every male had in college in 1970.We see Glen Campbell leaving for Phoenix and that telephone just keeping on ringing. Nobody today even remembers ringing telephones. The California of Jimmy Webb and Linda Ronstadt is long gone , as well as 1967 and the summer of love. Jimi Hendrix hit the Monterrey Festival and Jefferson Airplane was on the radio. Music made sense in those days before Justin Bieber and Kanye. The Brady Bunch was replaced by the Kardashian Bunch. OJ quit running through airports and started chases on freeways.San Francisco changed from Haight- Ashbury to something else.You really do have to wear flowers in your hair if you're going to San Francisco. San Francisco would never tolerate Harry Callahan in today's society. Do you feel lucky Punk?I guess nothing remains the same , yet I still love the Pacific highway and Half Moon Bay, along with Napa and Sonoma. I just don't feel comfortable with the present California mind set. High tech and Tesla drive that state and if you're not Apple minded you need not apply.I guess I'm stuck in 1968 and need to move on. Besides , have you seen Pamela Anderson lately ?