Maybe I'm just a dumb-ass, but I can't figure out why the sale of fireworks of any kind are allowed in our tinder-dry state of California. Never mind that we've been breathing smoke from surrounding fires for almost a month now. Never mind that peak fire season isn't until October and it's only July. Never mind we have no water or manpower to speak of to put out the fires.
Perhaps the dumb Norweigans in Minnesota have something on the Californians. Minnesota doesn't allow the sale of fireworks of any kind, and I guarantee you that it's a LOT greener there than it is here. Plus, with 10,000 + lakes they have a hell of a lot more water than we do. There is no category for "safe and sane" fireworks in MN like they try to do here in CA.
The political cry resenting the proposed banning of fireworks is coming from the yuppie scum trying to use the sale of fireworks on the corner lot to pay for Johnny's state championship sport tournament. Bullshit. If the yuppie scum want to send their kids to soccer-championship whatever, they can foot the bill for it themselves without risking the rest of the community already in a high fire alert danger zone. OR think of a fund raising event that won't potentially set the entire state ablaze.
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Friday, July 11, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Die Yuppie Scum
I was chit-chatting with a lady about a week ago. She was a long-time Sonoma County resident who was lamenting the changes that have taken place in the last 15 years. She whole-heartedly agreed with me: DIE YUPPIE SCUM!
See, we're being invaded by ex-Marinites and other Bay Area home equity refugees turning our once agricultural, homey, small-town culture that was once dominated with feed stores, diners, and guys wearing farmer overalls and a feed cap into a fucking string of over-priced boutiques with guys wearing Ralph Lauren shirts, loafers without socks, and filling parking spaces downtown with European cars with a brag statement around the license place bracket like: UCLA Grad, Jaguar Marin, or some other lame shit. Why don't they just print a generic license plate bracket for these assholes that states, "I think I'm better than you" and be done with it?
YUPPIE SCUM ARE RUINING OUR COUNTY! If you don't believe me, go to the town of Sonoma and talk to the old time locals.
See, we're being invaded by ex-Marinites and other Bay Area home equity refugees turning our once agricultural, homey, small-town culture that was once dominated with feed stores, diners, and guys wearing farmer overalls and a feed cap into a fucking string of over-priced boutiques with guys wearing Ralph Lauren shirts, loafers without socks, and filling parking spaces downtown with European cars with a brag statement around the license place bracket like: UCLA Grad, Jaguar Marin, or some other lame shit. Why don't they just print a generic license plate bracket for these assholes that states, "I think I'm better than you" and be done with it?
YUPPIE SCUM ARE RUINING OUR COUNTY! If you don't believe me, go to the town of Sonoma and talk to the old time locals.
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