When
· Naughties
· · 2006
· · · December
· · · · 05 (1 entry)
The Valley · The plane landed early and there was even a gate ready so I got out of SFO PDQ, even gaming the stupid monorail, sometimes if you miss the blue train you can hop the red one around the short half of the loop and catch it. But then 101 slower each mile south till the fire-truck blocking two lanes down by 87. Anyhow I got to watch the huge full moon grow smaller and whiter drifting up, but in the right place, just south of Oracle, that the planes, starlike points of white light, were drifting above and below it against the dusk like fireflies. And on the talk radio two different right-wingers saying that even Dubya is a pussy now, America needs to blow up some more mosques (I’m not making this up) and on another AM station, Christian, a neo-Calvinist in a slow round cartoon voice: “You may think you love Jesus but that’s not enough, on that glorious day you might find yourself cast down!” I spun the dial and with relief found some decent rock & roll, the only sane thing on that California highway.
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