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One Year Later…SoCal still a disaster
Recently I had the pleasure of visiting southern California. But the much vaunted amazing Mediterranean climate SoCal is famous for was nowhere in sight, as buckets of rain fell day after day. The temperature stayed between 45*F and 60*F, which coming from the frozen East Coast sure felt like a vacation to me. But boy did the locals beeatch up a storm of complaints about this unseasonal discomforture.
What was striking about the trip’s weather was not so much the uncharacteristic cold, but the lack of official preparation for the torrential rains that accompanied the cold. You would think that the people there have been through this enough to know what to do by now. You know, mitigate the threat, reduce the pending damage, save lives, save property.
Much of SoCal’s building surface is a weird mix of loose dirt and small rocks, and it is prone to easy erosion. This has been known since the time of Ronald Reagan’s ranching days there, an Ice Age ago. As we drove north along the 405, we could see many large, often extravagant buildings perched unsteadily over chasms below, which had once held enough dirt to comfortably, on which to confidently, build a house.
And then the summer fires came (year after year) and burned the vegetation that holds the dirt in place, and then came the winter rains that washed the loose un-anchored dirt away, and left the expensive homes literally hanging, clinging for life to shreds of dirt on the uphill side of the ever-deepening slope below.
Eventually all the homes and buildings we saw hanging out in the wind, perched over a void, will slide downhill like a toboggan, like those before them that were once closer to the growing chasm and which are now completely removed from that landscape.
Their once carefully secured electric, water, data, phone, and sewer connections will be lost forever. Many are already visible, sticking out of the dirt like veins and arteries of a heart held high in the hand of a surgeon, or of an Aztec priest.
The place, the actual land itself, that was once surveyed and measured and given a parcel number, will no longer exist. The old building lot will be seen on paper and on old aerial photos, like a ghost, but the actual dirt that it was once made of will no longer exist. That building lot will go the way of so many others right there over the past few decades: Mass wasted by heavy rains downhill into steep arroyos, and eventually washed out into the Pacific Ocean.
When I was a kid, people not from California joked a lot about how the great San Andreas Fault would eventually crack open, Biblically swallowing great swaths of expensive SoCal real estate and its fancy cars and shiny people, and then shearing off the surviving residual into the Pacific Ocean. The more culturally conservative the joker was, the more emphatic was their lack of humor about this looming armageddon. And why not?
Yes, you and I must be curious about the strange mindset of all those tanned beautiful people living their pretty plastic lives over there in SoCal, surrounded by palm trees and perennially perfect days. It cannot possibly be real. Kind of like the American Pompeii – not if it will happen, but simply when. Especially curious about the people, because They seem so damned judgmental and contemptuous of Us, the great unwashed and untanned living in Flyover Country.
And while there have been some exciting earthquakes in SoCal, it is more the tick-tock-tick-tock metronome-like regular prosaic wildfires and monsoons that are the real threat to house and home and happiness in SoCal. These natural disasters happen like clockwork, and yet are treated each time with wide-eyed amazement by SoCal residents. Yes, the rains come every winter, but these rains, oh God, THESE rains, this year, they say…
Even worse have been the elected officials, whose reactions have run from feigned amazement to outright glee at the opportunity to score so much waterfront or Pacific view properties at such low prices…and so why not wonder at both the residents and their duly, unquestioned elected leaders, who fail to prepare for the erosive rains or the wildfires. A year ago this week, catastrophic wildfires ate a lot of beautiful SoCal real estate and homes, due to no brush management, no water in reservoirs, incompetent DEI firefighters.
Nothing has changed a year later. SoCal residents now just as defiant and silly as they were last year, still blaming the unusually extra strong sunshine or some guy in Washington DC for their unhappiness. I think just one building permit has been issued for the thousands of homes lost last year, and yet the Los Angeles mayor and the California governor enjoy plenty of support from their victims.
But just maybe the failure to issue building permits to last year’s total loss homeowners of Malibu and Palisades is the biggest mitigation step ever taken. That would be ironic. I don’t know, can’t know, and really don’t want to know. Rather, I am sitting over here on the cold East Coast drinking a hot cocoa with a splash of whisky, watching SoCal go through the death convulsions and twitches of a dying body politic and its sick land base.
You could possibly write the script to this Hollywood movie, but I think the best one was already written a long time ago. It is called The Bible…
(My iPhone screenshots of the 2025 fire are below, taken as it developed, and they include some heartbreakers such as spectacular homes and barns catching on fire, and a homeowner racing back to his home in his pickup truck, only to be blocked by smoke and then fire, and then turning and retreating just as the flames engulf his position, his beautiful mansion going up in flames behind him. Some of the mountain cameras send messages that they cannot upload their images… because they have been burned to a crisp)
Recall that the beautiful Will Rogers homestead and farm in Topanga burned to the ground. It was my favorite hiking destination in SoCal
Note the pickup truck on the road. One of the screenshots I took showed the driver get out with his hands on his head, obviously upset
Attila The Hun for US Senate Minority Leader
Deeply corrupt China-owned asset US senator from Kentucky Mitch McConnell announced that he is stepping down from his long time role as Republican leader in the US Senate the other day. Speculation about why he is leaving his post in November abounds, and most of it is unbelievable nonsense. People in DC do not just step away from power, they are forced away from it. And Mitch “The Turtle” McConnell was forced away hard, hard enough that his fingernails could be heard far and away scraping along the floor as his GOP colleagues dragged him off from the position he has held longer than any other US senator, ever.
That McConnell is a corrupt and treasonous piece of cr@p is well known. He and his Chinese wife Elizabeth Chao have been open foreign agents for the Chinese Communist Party for decades, doing their evil bidding in Washington, DC, on all kinds of subjects and topics. And like most other people in career politics, the McConnell family has become incredibly, unbelievably, disbelievably wealthy on a mere $200,000 a year senator salary. It is almost like they were taking payoffs and bribes for selling political decisions that favored China, or something. And from this we infer that Joe Biden and Hunter Biden did not fall into their own bribery and influence peddling by accident or alone. Obama entered the presidency worth a bit over a hundred thousand bucks and left worth seventy million. This political corruption is a bi-partisan thing.
Offspring of this unholy union between Kentucky and China, the McConnell-Chao children, are all lobbyists for China in one form or another. That the American People have put up with this brazen double agent insider dealing that always puts America last and our worst enemy first is a signal that America as a nation and as a people has lost its way, its spirit, its desire for survival. We must be drowning in material gluttony to have allowed a satanic devil like Mitch McConnell to have held on to power in any form or in any role. In 1800s America, McConnell would have been run out of his town on a rail, covered in tar and feathers, never to be heard of again. But in 2024, McConnell is feted like some Olympic champion…
Then again, America did elect America-hater communist Barack Hussein Obama, and the American People did watch in stunned amazement as the 2020 election was stolen and then shoved up their butts in a million different anti-America ways, without fighting back. So yeah, official Republicans and Americans alike apparently think America is too big to fail, and so we allow all this corrosive corruption among our elites to prosper so long as we have great food and beer and whee fun vacations every year.
Prior human civilizations have collapsed from less malfeasance, and so we Americans must have a lot more than they had to last this long with this much official corruption and rot.
Incidentally, McConnell was forced out of his party leadership role because he was recently caught trying to quietly end American government payments to the Pacific island nations of Micronesia, Palau, and the Marshall Islands, in conjunction with US senator Chuck Schumer (another lawless scoundrel who like so many in his party does huge discredit to the Jewish People).
These government payments have been long made to honor a treaty America has with these strategically critical places. Places and bases where American warships can freely dock, and where American sailors and soldiers can barrack. Should America cease honoring the treaties here, China can easily step in and take over the US role. America would be pushed from these incredibly important strategic locations and our own Pacific fleet would then be anchored mostly on our own mainland. At enormous military disadvantage.
What then happens when China has its entire Pacific fleet moored there, in Micronesia, Palau, and the Marshall Islands, staring right at Hawaii and California?
The magnitude of McConnell’s treason here was too much for his fellow GOP senators, who demanded that he be done and begone. And in case McConnell’s loss of power is merely viewed as some sort of internal political wrangling like a pack of blood-soaked hyenas snapping and growling at each other over some toothsome morsel, China immediately sent a blunt message about what they think about their prize asset losing power: McConnell’s sister-in-law, Angela Chao, died three weeks ago in Texas under “very mysterious circumstances.”
And so in response to all of this open corruption and a brazen political hit on American soil by our biggest enemy, I would like to nominate Attila The Hun as the next GOP senate leader. America needs an Attila The Hun in every GOP rank and file and leadership position across America. We need someone like Attila everywhere, who knows how to get things done, how to do what is best for his people, and how to treat traitors to America. America needs some political blood in the streets and the aisles, because the “smooth operation of day to day America” means that the American people are getting screwed big time and don’t yet know it, don’t yet know they are dead.
“Moderate” GOP leaders who stand for nothing and do nothing but accede to the Democrat Party communists who are doing the bidding of the actual Chinese Communists are a luxury America can no longer afford.
Anything less than an Attila personality, anyone less than a live free-or-die American patriot as the next GOP senate leader will be just one more nail in America’s coffin, and a really big nail at that.