San Diego Terrorists

San Diego was relatively benign. I felt crappy most of the time however the beautiful home we stayed in and the 7lb Jack Russel terrier were distractions that kept me out of the pity pot. Not to say those days don't happen because self-pity is an engaging and manipulative tool. The 2 friends who had the dubious babysitting role were required to do bathroom duty, thus reinforcing the true meaning of friends. The worst part of the trip was being in the straitjacket to begin with, then strapped in the seatbelt and driving down the freeway at the legal 65mph and having cars speed and weave past you at 90mph (I am NOT lying - I lived there for 27 years) while talking on their cellphone or worst yet, texting. A Hamster (what we call those who live in Belligham) related that to urban terrorism and how right she is. We saw drivers casually go through red lights, stop signs, cut you off, never let you in, honk if you weren't moving fast enough, give you the finger, and Craig once, a 'fucking useless piece of shit (that is our favorite). All behaviors of the arrogant self-important club whose needs surpass all others. The last few years produced a profusion of articles on our evolving and pervasive American entitlement culture. What is this about? It is certainly an unfair generalization but what is the root cause? Poor Mr. Roger's took the hit there for a while, some relate it to greed, others lack of a religious relationship, for some, a lack of or too much education (you know, the common folk vs. the elitists). All you have to do is read the comment threads on any online news source and yikes, this is a spooky society we live in. So hold on to your horses folks and remember, terrorism is everywhere and not just in the face of a jihadist Islamic bomber.