"Whenever I visit my cousins in Chula Vista, the paranoia, verging on outright fear, is palpable." That's why I haven't visited my cousins in Chula Vista for 20 years. I grew up there, went away, then taught at SDSU for five years before escaping to NY. SoCal is the cultural & political birthplace of modern right-wing extremism, so these developments aren't surprising. There is an ugly combination of smug self-satisfaction & class anxiety, of Jesus-gnosticism & racism, of body-worship & anti-intellectualism, of wealth-worship & stark raving economic huxterism, that defines the soul of the modern Republican Party. Texas only wishes it could be as fucked-up as San Diego.I guess the consolation is that all that low-lying coastal plane will be inundated when Al Gore's forecasts, based on actual science rather than right-wing hallucinations, prove correct & ocean levels rise by three to six meters. The Pacific Ocean will be lapping at the foothills of the Cuyamaca Mountains. Archaeologists in scuba gear will explore the inundated HQ of the California Republican Party looking for clues to what went so terribly wrong. Maybe they will find spores of a fungus that eats the brain. Or maybe just evidence of a nasty cultural dead end. Glad I got out of there in time.
After reading this post at Hulabaloo about the radical right-wing's cultural center of gravity, I was moved to leave the following comment. (The quoted sentence is from a previous comment to the post.)