Drug addicts and cars

Hello and welcome to America! Go back to your third world country, because you may be poor and eating coconuts all day, but it is a merciless game-show host talk-show host drug addicted society and huge flourescent Safeway with snack-pack pudding and Bovine Growth Hormone added to chicken anything to travel so far for? Don't learn wife abuse here. Don't learn rape, don't watch segregation that's so entrenched and unconquerable that there's hardly a solution. Don't watch a whole community die off because of AIDS don't watch 2% of the rich attempt to kill off every humanitarian goal set out to be accomplished. Don't look to Carnegie cheesecake to solve your problems, four thousand brands of detergent choices to wash your clothes, sugared cereals in epic proportions, Bob Dole for Refrigerator magnet-excuse me, for president.

But you can VOTE here! And Hillary Clinton is making her voice heard! Women's voices are manifest here in America, in the cities! On the other side of the junkies' wall is Hillary, and beside her Chelsea, and Ann Richards for Texas governor, and recycling (though they do it better in Germany) and there are national parks (although they are cluttered and trafficked by the ultimate sin to all natural landscape and many a shore-the automobile-just read Edward Abbey's Desert Solitaire ). And here we are, arriving in San Diego at a 45 degree angle to the ground, air travel-train travel, bus, car, motorcycle-my my my what we've created! If only all of America were accessible in an hour or under on my bicycle.