It's all tradeoffs. The weather extremes I went through as a kid were enough that I don't want to go back. And the brain dead lefties were more comical when I first moved here. I paid my $5 in the early 80s to see the first talk on the west coast by the Breatharian guy - street nigger/hustler from NYC - and the room full of hippies there with me were eating it all up, in a manner of speaking. That's when I realized how crazy this place was.

You could rent a 4000 square foot house, on land, for $2500 back then. Or buy for a fraction of todays price. Everything changed after the '89 quake destroyed the downtown. Money came in. The real hippies left. Development began replacing the cottages on 5 acres with '37 townhomes'. School girls no longer rode their horses on the rural lanes, because they all turned into busy, multi-lane thoroughfares.

It was a remarkable event to see a negro back then. Now, they're up around 2%. It's definitely going downhill, but is there any alternative that isn't worse? I'm not moving to Nebraska.