Candy Coated Optics
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
Amidst the tragedy of California fires, there remains the tinder box of emotional fraud, taking a rest for now, but poised to arrest the attention of serious observers once again. If only we could see the storms of all types coming. If we could but move out of the way. Reality keeps growing, however. LA County will increase by 3.5 million by 2050. That’s enough to depress one, if it weren’t for the reality of the absurd that will continue propagating for those who find smash-up lives entertaining. How does your city and suburbs look? (Image by pinterest)
Monday, November 12, 2018
Candy Coated Optics
LA and its San Fernando Valley compost bin
Flanked by mountain walls
Decomposition raging
Choked roads of sunbaked grid lock
Houses upon houses
Boxes piled onto boxes
Richer
Poorer
Fancier
Shittier
Drive by Reality
Poor eye the rich
Rich eye endless wants
Blood-bloated ticks of debt
Cruise side by side
Hummers on the run
Mercs right behind
Phony nails
Phony tans
Corporate coffee
Cute coffee
Strip mall yoga
Storefront Scientology
Think it
You can buy it
Parade of wannabes
Like window display mannequins
Masquerading as humans
Bedecked in ugly clothes
Garish clothes
Compliments of the maker-slaves of China
Argue we might
Bad nightmares end
Candy coated optics linger
Sweet taste addiction thrives
Love ya!
Jane
I recall when I was in Northern California in the 1960s there was a song about Daly City and its "little houses made of ticky-tacky." An engineer friend of mine discovered that his house was being held up by chicken wire and stucco because termites had eaten all the studs and footers. A secretary of mine with a swimming pool, long neglected from five marriages, found it sliding downhill. Already housing prices were skyhigh and the only new place to build was on fill in San Francisco Bay or 50 miles away. On a couple of visits, LA appeared worse. I interviewed California State-Long Beach and California State-San Fernando Valley and found that I could live there on the salary offered in 1980.
Houston is growing, primarily from immigrants. The business of Houston is no longer oil but business. There is a false sense of prosperity but generally, the whole city is one strip city mall after another with pavement taking over what used to be swampy bayou. A year ago, we got 50 inches of rain throughout the city in two days with hurricane Harvey, an estimated 280,000 homes were lost. Insurance companies have abandoned much of the city. Disaster relief is just costing too much.
When are our people and lawmakers going to focus on our real security problems: population growth and global warming?
Ron