Why do people imagine that Californians have
a relaxed, indulgent, decadent, do-your-own-thing
approach to life? Their public signage comes across
like a totalitarian Nanny State scolding Walter Mitty.
Break out the topless monokinis,
light a joint and cue the Beach Boys.... Oh wait!
No beer, no swimming, no dogs, no snoozing...
has martial law been imposed?
