Fred, a sometimes SCVTalk reader and evangelical blogger/Master’s College alum, tells us why Prop 23 (the one that would have repealed AB 32) was the most important proposition on the ballot last week:
I like my electricity. I like my air conditioning. I like my suburban sprawl. I like my giant box stores and malls. I want to have the freedom to drive a big, gas guzzling truck with deer blinding lights and big, knobby, rabbit crushing tires if I so choose. I don’t want to put solar panels on my house and I don’t want to have to live like I am in Central Africa using cow dung for fuel to cook my food and a car battery to power my fluorescent bulbs for a couple of hours in the evening. And I certainly don’t want to live in some high density dystopian hellscape governed by ugly, short haired, blandly dressed, environmental women bureaucrats. So I am voting YES on Prop. 23.
Deep breath. HAHAHAHA. Vote yes on Prop 23 to fight the tyranny of ugly environmental women (I would have added the word “frumpy” as well). That’s a pretty funny rant.
And totally representative of a certain demographic of SCV male, (I call them the Stomper Truck Class) whose idea of a good weekend involves taking their Tonka trucks up to Rowher flats and doing something like this:
Mmmmm. Fun.
Unfortunately for Fred, the tax-hiking, government-expanding, latte-drinking, sushi-eating, Volvo-driving, New York Times-reading, Hollywood-loving left wing people of California voted Prop 23 down, so I guess the clock is ticking for his lifestyle.
I extend Fred a personal invitation to visit my high density dystopian Newhall hellscape so he can see what life will soon be like after we confiscate his stomper truck and force him to install solar panels on his McMansion.
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