California....

What the hell is wrong with California?

For a long time now I've felt that California was, shall we say, out of touch with middle America. Some of the people are nice enough, but most of the state is so painfully liberal that they've got some strange ideas and some strange laws. This is, after all, the state the produced evil incarnate, Dianne Feinstein.

Last night Maryanne and I were watching Trading Spouses on Fox. One of the families lived in California. They had a beautiful house, valued around $1.1 million. But they didn't spend much time there. A maid did all the work. The kids had no sense of responsibility because everything was done for them. The family seemed to be out of the house a lot. Why spend that much money on such a nice house if you're not even going to stay there but to sleep? The entire family struck me as being very selfish, and the mother was about the only one who seemed not to be completely shallow.

Now that I'm reading The Grapes of Wrath, I see the problem has existed for a long time. It seems that California has long been a home to shallow people who feel empty. They try to feel fulfilled by owning things like land and homes, and thereby exerting their power over others, but they still feel empty.

This past January Maryanne and I had gone out to California to see some friends. It wasn't the best time of year to do so, but it was still a beautiful state. But seeing how the people out there are, I don't think I ever want to go back.