California - not Alabama, Texas, or Tennessee - has always been a global leader in innovation

UC Davis, B.S. class of 1988. and M.S. 1993.

I said I know people who left, but other than a couple exceptions, they all eventually came back.

You are more fiercely addicted and hooked to California than I am. You've never even remotely considered leaving your Orange County paradise. I actually left and lived in Texas & Louisiana for four years before coming back.
Wow, you old.... yup old.... I was gra-gee-aytin' from HS in 88 and went in the Navy, then went to college after that.
 
Nice.

I would never choose to live in Phoenix or San Diego given what I know now and given how my preferences have evolved. I don't like traffic or urban sprawl!:cuss:

If forced to choose between the two, it wouldn't even take me a nanosecond to choose San Diego over Phoenix. I'm surprised a poster from Phoenix had the gall to complain how gross San Diego is.
San Diego is gross.
 
Now it is.

In the 1950s extreme heat exceeding 110 F were anomalies.

Back then Phoenix only averaged seven days a year over 110 F.
Lie. Denial.
Now, Phoenix has been getting around 40 days a year exceeding 110 F,
LIe. Synthesis.
and it's projected to be more than 70 days a year later this century if we do nothing about GHG emissions.
Speculation. I see you believe that carbon dioxide somehow has the capability to create energy out of nothing.
That's going to make Phoenix practically unlivable for humans and animals, or extremely unhealthy at best.
Phoenix is quite livable, as evidenced by the number of people living there, Cyborg.

What Democrats do to a place is independent of temperature.
 
Now it is.

In the 1950s extreme heat exceeding 110 F were anomalies. Back then Phoenix only averaged seven days a year over 110 F.

Now, Phoenix has been getting around 40 days a year exceeding 110 F, and it's projected to be more than 70 days a year later this century if we do nothing about GHG emissions.

That's going to make Phoenix practically unlivable for humans and animals, or extremely unhealthy at best.
That isn't the real problem. The urban heat island effect means in the more urban parts of metro Phoenix it doesn't cool off after sunset. The stupidity of CO2 isn't the problem. Simply having lots of dark pavement, concrete, and heat generation sources creating a massive urban heat island is.

One of the things Phoenix and other cities in the metro area are doing is starting to put in "cool pavement." This is a coating that reduces the heat absorption of asphalt to reduce the urban heat island effect.


 
You don't have to choose to live in San Francisco.
San Francisco is 47 square miles in size. California is 163,696 square miles.

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California waa was truly the "Golden State: in the 1960s when Ronald Reagan was Governor.

In terms of geography, it had many regions of outstanding natural beauty, like the Napa vally and the glorious surf beaches om the Southern coasts of the Pacific ( hence , "The Beach Boys" whose music captured the West Coast vibe perfectly

The weather was ideal, with plenty of sunshine the whole year round.)

In California in the 1960' ordinary, young Americans could still make the American Dream a reality/ the way I understand the "American Dream: it meaning being able to afford your own family home located in a pleasant, civilized suburb. The idea was to get married to your sweetheart, (men get married around say 25 years old, and for women it was a few years younger. NB this was "GENERALLY SPEAKING" and move into your home and then spit out a few kids. The next must have to live the 'American dream' was the family automobile. Dad would use this to commute to work and also for taking the family on vacation. America in the 1960's had an outstanding freeway system. Provided you had a good car, you could choose just about any place in America you wanted to visit for your vacation and drive there using the appropriate freeways. Driving on the freeways was a quick, safe and hassle-free way to reach your destination.






The COOLEST part was that in the 1960s the automobile manufacturing industry in Detroit was pumping out heaps of awesome and affordable automobiles n to suit every taste and budget/ If you were just an average dude, who had a decent job but wasn't rolling in cash, you could buy a top quality Family wagon starting at around $5000/. By a family wagon, I mean the kind of humble station wagon that Tom Brady drove in "The Brady Bunch" sitcom series In the 1960s some very worthy family autos came out of Detroit, some good examples were: the "FORD COUNTRY SQUIRE (WAGON); the "PLYMOUTH FURY WAGON". the "OLDMOBILE VISTA CRUISER". the DODGE CORONET WAGON". In the 1960s fuel was really cheap, and big V* engine were pretty much installed in by default in most of the cars made by the big manufacturers like: General Motors, Ford, Chevrolet . Buick and so on. It makes me laugh how the American automobile was heavily addicted to using big V* motors in all of the vehicles they manufactured. Take the family wagons I just listed, the wagon had BIG V* motors in them, like 420 cubic inch to 450 cubic inch capacities and they all had massive horsepower like 400 hp, 420 hp or 450 hp. So, while they might have looked very humble and "dorky", these family wagons could KICK-ASS if you opened then up on the free-way or Route 66I think the golden days of the" Made - in - the USA auto industry " based in Detroit were amazing. You Yanks sure did produce a shitload of totally awesome autos. I especially loved the way all the manufacturer put big capacity V*s pretty much all of the different models of car the produced over the decade (Even if you were a little old Granny, when you bought yourself a Detroit auto that was especially designed to meet the motoring needs of little old ladies, one thing was for sure. This was that the auto you ended up buying would have a BIG V 8 motor in it, and probably burn up "a Quarter Mile. Big Time!! I know I;ve strayed off track somewhat here, so the last thing I'll say is that as far as cars are concerned, the glory days for a guy like were in the 1960s and 1970s and American muscle (from Detroit) was plentiful (even here in Australia). I had soooooo fun with the ones I owned. Now everyone drives "pussy" - powered Japanese cars, with teeny motors that have got no grunt, Ditto, eclectic cars that are about as exciting to drive as watching paint dry. There's no grunt, a roar from a tail pipe, no smell of oil and petrol. no vibration when the car is running hot. WHY? can't we have our big Vs* and muscle cars back. Oh it's all because of "Green House" gases coming out of the exhaust pipes. We need to stop driving cars like V*s because if we don't AOC said we (all the people on Earth) would die a horrible death in about 13 year's time. Also if you enjoy the power and fun of driving a big V* auto, it sends a message to everyone that you are an aggressive, uncaring, power-obsessed, insensitive man who has a problem with "toxic masculinity." So when word gets around that you love big, noisy, powerful cars people will start to think. "That Dachshund" must be a real ass-hole. Doesn't he have any consideration for the environment. Besides, what kind of person is obsessed with driving high-powered cars around at really high speeds, it's antisocial, IMO, and I suspect he might have some kind of aggressive, antisocial personality disorder. Yes, I think you're right. I bet he beats his wife. I read that women who are victims of domestic abuse, often have husbands who are obsesses with engines, and cars, and guns." Yes, that makes sense to me, Darling, I think we'll steer clear of him at the "Country Club" in future





CALIFORNIA IN THE 1960s - AMERICAN "ARCADIA"




I used the term "Arcadia" to describe California in the 1960s. 'Arcadia" - or an arcadia - is the name that is given to idyllic, picturesque, bucolic paradise or utopia In Arcadia, you would be surrounded by the beauties of nature, such as lush forests, crystal-clear rivers and towering mountains, the air is fresh and the sun is shining (though not TOO hot and bright. California as mentioned above is renounced for it many beautiful natural landscapes.




So. (an) "Arcadia" is like a rural place (a very beautiful rural place where life for those who live there is imagined to be idyllic. It is idyllic in the following senses (1) LIFE IS SIMPLE in Arcadia people have rejected ARTIFICIALITY and EXTRAVAGANCE. For instance, if your family homes serve the needs of your wife and children well, if it is safe, sturdy, and comfortable, that's good enough. You do not need to build a home for yourself and family like Mar - a -Lago or TRUMP TOWER (There's no problem with Donald Trump living in ultra-extravagant properties Mar-a-Lago or TRUMP TOWER - it's just that you wouldn't see home this in Arcadia. Also, Trump is not an ordinary, everyday American. He is the President of the United States, and there are many reasons why he does not, cannot and should not, live in the same three-bedroom house in the "Burbs that you and I do. Right? (2) INNOCENCE - people/society are free of CORRUPTION and VICE (3) PEACE and TRANQUIITY - living in Arcadia people experience a stable sense of inner calm and serenity. CONTACT WITH THE NATURAL WORLD - life in Arcadia is characterized by quite a close connection with the natural world.





CALIFIRNIA in 2026




When Ronald Reagan was the Governor of California in the 1960s, it certainly had many Arcadian qualities.





(1) The weather was (almost) always sunny, and the natural environment of the state feature many landscapes of exceptional natural beauty.




(2) If you were a young guy, say 25 years old, living in California in 1965, and you had a plan set out for your life, like this: to get married, have kids and own your own family home and automobile (maybe an auto for your wife as well), IT WAS DOABLE. Sure, not everybody would have wanted to do the conventional thing of (A) Buy a Home (B) Marry your sweetheart (C) have a reliable, good quality automobile (D) Have some kids Have a pet dog ((that sounds trivial, it 'not). BUT in 1965, a lot of Americans DID follow this path; and no doubt a lot still do.




Suppose you were the same young 25 - year - old American guy living in California today in 2026. The bad news is that you can't live the "American Dream". Well, I suppose you can, if your parents are wealthy and can afford to buy you a property, along with one or two autos. But that's cheating, it's not how the American Dream is supposed to work. The meaning and magic of it all, lie in the idea that it'- the "American Dream" is something that YOU do - something that YOU make happen - "off your own bat".




Today in 2025, if you are an average, ordinary 25-year-old American male, you've got no chance in the world of ever owning your own (3-bedroom) family home. You'd probable struggle mightily to buy yourself the equivalent of one the Detroit V8 autos (Family Wagons) the 1960s that I was rattling on about above. As to finding a girl to marry, that not so easy either in 2026. Ever sine, lets say, 1970, FEMINIST IDEOLOGY (of one type or another) has been "main-lined" into the blood-stream of American society. It is all toxic, and it has had a devastating impact on American society in several ways. The point I was to make here is that no White American girl (say, aged 18 to 30.i.e, the kind of girl that my hypothetical 25 year old male would be looking to date and then marry) has escaped the psychological consequences of hearing the feminist doctrine broadcast through just about every part (through every institution: elementary school through high school, college, work, the Mainstream media, Hollywood, Pop Music, High-Profile politicians (like AOC, whom young people think - or used to think is - cool - Major League Sports stars. In a nutshell, feminism has REALLY screwed up young American women. The whole feminist project - which has gone on in the US since 1970 ("Second - Wave" feminism) is what the CIA would call a "PSYOP" - a "psychological operation" The CIA knew for a fact that it was possible to "brain- wash" people, that is fuck with their heads (using drugs or other methods) in order to get them to think in a certain way, Usually, that was to get them to think (and do) what YOU wanted them to do.


















DACHSHUND DAWG - I'LL NEED TO FINISH THIS OFF IN A SEPARATE POST
 
I actually loved San Francisco, but as with most if not all of my enjoyed destinations,
even including my home town,
my favorite hangouts no longer exist.

When I got old, my world disappeared.

That's the good thing about enjoying the simple natural things that somebody like our @ThatOwlWoman enjoys.
They're still around to some extent at least.
I rhink that the only reason you loved San Francisco, Niblick, was because there were heaps of fat, Black hookers working the streets, at night and you could get yourself a cheap (i.e. "Penny a-suck, Darrrlin' - Penny a suck") blowjob whenever the urge took you. Ain't that Right, Nifty ??!!


On a more serious note........


Just because you're old, it doesn't mean that your world has to disappear!




I'm 81 - years, -old and still have lots of zest for life! Just to give you one example...... Every Friday evening, I make myself a nice cup of tea and a fried egg sandwich. Then at 6"00 pp I sit down next to my wireless and tune in to , "RADIO DEUTSCHLAND 104. to listen to" that nice, Dr Goebbels speaking all the way from Berlin in Germany. Dr Goebbels speaks a great deal of common-sense in my opinion! 'A lot more than these new-fangled Democrat crew do, that's for certain!



After Dr Geobbels has finished delivering his regular Friday 6"00PM 6:00PM address, there is always an hour of inspiring music to enjoy, featuring many of the greatest hits of the Third Reich. There is everything from rousing fugues lby Richard Wagner's (e.g. "Flight of the Valkyries"), to full-blooded SS marching songs like "Panzerlied" (the "Tank Song") -the kind of stuff REALLY puts "lead in your pencil". Nifty!! There is also a sprinkling of some more tender and sentimental m;elodies, one song that is very close to my own heart, here, is Gertrude Schikelgruber'; s rendition of "Adolph Hitlers Lieblingsblumchen," the timeless classic written in tribute to the Fuhrer's love for his favourite flower - the humble, Alpine Eidelweiss.



Any-Hoo, after I've finished listening to the wireless and had my nightly enema and dose of "Viagra", I give my dear friend, "Miss Talulah" a tingle on the Eau de Cologne," just to make sure she'll be coming around at 8:30 PM for our regular Friday evening get together. Miss Talulah is a delightful, young woman who has a heart of gold. She is wonderful company for an old boy like me, (even though she is only 19 years old!).



When, Miss Talulah, arrives, we enjoy our regular routine. It starts off with her giving me a "Golden Shower" while I'm sitting (naked) in the bathtub, then after that, she puts on her Policewoman uniform and appears in front of me brandishing a replica COLT 1911 GOVERNMENT .45 pistol, and before I know it she's "arrested" me, and hand-cuffed me to the head of my bed, all for breaking the law". I am told that that unless give her anal sex immediately, I will receive a beating on the spot and be facing a lengthy spell behind bars. So, naturally, I do as I am told! After this, Miss Talulah and I usually wind up our Friday get-togethers with her providing a jolly good, rip-roaring' Blowjob "(or Tit-job) and a "facial:" to top off the night. And do you know that for all these kind and caring services., Miss Talulah, only requests a mere10 Shillings to cover the cost of gas for her VW Beetle in driving from her place across town to visit me at mine.!:



SO THERE ARE SOME IDEAS FOR YOU HOW TO PUT A BIT OF ZIP, VIVACITY AND SPARKLE BACK INTO YOUR LIFE, IF YOU SAY THAT YOUR FEELING "OLD", NIFTYNIBLICK



DACHSHUND the WONDER HOUND

DLM....DACHSHUND LIVES MATTER !!
 
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UC Davis, B.S. class of 1988. and M.S. 1993.

I said I know people who left, but other than a couple exceptions, they all eventually came back.

You are more fiercely addicted and hooked to California than I am. You've never even remotely considered leaving your Orange County paradise. I actually left and lived in Texas & Louisiana for four years before coming back.

I went and worked at Yellowstone Park for a year prior to college. But not being a Nepo Baby - all I could afford was Cal Poly (Pomona) BS MIS. Lockheed paid for my MBA and later my Sc.D. (Logistics)

No one paying their own way did or could attend a UC.

I've known dozens of people who moved out of California. No one has come back. None that I stay in contact with would ever consider moving back. To the contrary, they all urge me to follow them. A very talented engineer I'm close with moved to North Carolina and is always talking about how I could sell my tract home and buy 20 acres of beachfront with a house double the size outside of Raleigh.

But I have my son, his wife , and grandkids here.
 
San Diego is gross.

Some parts are. But I love the Gaslamp and always had Charger season tickets while Qualcom Stadium was still there.

From where I'm at, San Diego and Los Angeles take about the same amount of time to get to. LA is closer - but traffic. I have utterly no interest in going into LA. There are some seedy parts of San Diego, but I have no reason to go to them. From Fullerton - the next city over, the wife and I can jump on the Surfliner and take it to the Gaslamp. Have lunch listen to bands, stroll around, and take it back in the afternoon. Or we can get off the train and catch an Uber down to Mission Bay. SD has everything LA has, and is clean for the most part.
 
I went and worked at Yellowstone Park for a year prior to college.
That sounds like a job for elitist white kids.
No one paying their own way did or could attend a UC!!
It sounds like you never went to college, and don't know how it all works.
Back in the 1980s, tuition at UC Davis was very reasonable $800 per quarter. Between working, getting student loans, and being awarded competitively-based academic stipends I was able to scrape my way through college and grad school on a shoe string budget.
I've known dozens of people who moved out of California. No one has come back. None that I stay in contact with would ever consider moving back. To the contrary, they all urge me to follow them. A very talented engineer I'm close with moved to North Carolina and is always talking about how I could sell my tract home and buy 20 acres of beachfront with a house double the size outside of Raleigh.

But I have my son, his wife , and grandkids here.
I've known plenty of people who moved back here. Now a poor or lower income person who has no prospect of home ownership in Southern California or the Bay Area has an incentive to move to Tennessee or Texas.

The only thing that matters is that you love your lush Orange County paradise so much, you have fiercely resisted any thought of leaving California and making a new start in Oklahoma, Kentucky, or Nevada.

Even I have been willing to be outside California more than you.
 
That sounds like a job for elitist white kids.

It sounds like you never went to college, and don't know how it all works.
Back in the 1980s, tuition at UC Davis was very reasonable $800 per quarter. Between working, getting student loans, and being awarded competitively-based academic stipends I was able to scrape my way through college and grad school on a shoe string budget.

I've known plenty of people who moved back here. Now a poor or lower income person who has no prospect of home ownership in Southern California or the Bay Area has an incentive to move to Tennessee or Texas.

The only thing that matters is that you love your lush Orange County paradise so much, you have fiercely resisted any thought of leaving California and making a new start in Oklahoma, Kentucky, or Nevada.

Even I have been willing to be outside California more than you.
California will always be more valuable than any red state
 
Some parts are. But I love the Gaslamp and always had Charger season tickets while Qualcom Stadium was still there.

From where I'm at, San Diego and Los Angeles take about the same amount of time to get to. LA is closer - but traffic. I have utterly no interest in going into LA. There are some seedy parts of San Diego, but I have no reason to go to them. From Fullerton - the next city over, the wife and I can jump on the Surfliner and take it to the Gaslamp. Have lunch listen to bands, stroll around, and take it back in the afternoon. Or we can get off the train and catch an Uber down to Mission Bay. SD has everything LA has, and is clean for the most part.
It's cleaner than L.A., but San Diego has most of the same problems, just on a smaller scale.
It's gross.
 
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