California's poster boy

Kronosphere ^ | 03/01/11 | Nicholas Kronos

[nkronos]

Like Charlie Sheen, California’s mouth keeps writing checks its body and talent can no longer cash. A state that once represented all the greatness of America–but a youthful and hip greatness, not a blue-collar, industrial greatness, like Detroit–a place where the knowing relatives of newly rich hillbillies advised them they ought to be, this state now instead loses its population. Or at least it would if not for the ongoing flood of illegal immigrants from drug-war-wracked Mexico.

Mexico: also known as California South, California Mañana.

To legal Americans, California has become more an absurdist hell to escape than the promised land featured in John Steinbeck’s The Grapes of Wrath. To continue to live on the southern Left Coast, it helps to believe–as Sheen says of himself–one has a tiger in one’s blood and the DNA of an Adonis. Even if only a chemical dependency can prop up that belief.

[nkronos]

My post argues that Sheen embodies the same things wrong with the state as a whole.

[TigersEye]

–as Sheen says of himself–one has a tiger in one’s blood and the DNA of an Adonis.

We probably won't have to wait long before a coroner confirms or denies that claim.

[John O]

Why not just post the whole thing here?

[Slehn]

Why not post the whole thing here?

You know why. If you’re intrigued with the snippet, click through to the guy’s blog. Nothing wrong with that. If not intrigued, move on. Easy.