Dear California, You’re In My Rear View
I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
May 7, 2015
For the last 20 years I have called you my home. During this time, I have lived in Century City, Manhattan Beach, Rancho Palos Verdes, Corona Del Mar, and Newport Beach, prior to finding a great little spot in Irvine.
I ran for a local office, became an activist in my community, and even fought the law and won. Justice was served. Quite the ride.
However, over these last 20 years, I have watched our freeways crumble, our costs sky rocket due to regulations and tax increases, our borders dissolve, welfare and entitlements explode, and the growth and greed of the government in Sacramento punish the very people it relies on.
For every dollar I make, you believe you are entitled to a significant portion of it. In fact, this state has the highest taxes in the country, the largest bureaucracy, and the most people living off of other people’s money.
You continue to grow the welfare state without consideration for those that make your socialist policies a reality. We don’t get a thank you card, we get the middle finger. The Liberals have won a super majority in the legislature this last election and are now deciding on a bill to allow illegal aliens the right to vote.
Did anyone really think that giving illegals drivers licenses had anything to do with driving?! What. A. Ruse.
So, as I begin the second half of my life, with the goals of getting ahead instead of getting by, and truly enjoying my hard-earned dollars, instead of being forced to do with less for the “common good,” I have decided to list my home and relocate to a state where my money goes much further and my personal success and happiness can flourish.
With the money I save, I will return and you can have my tourism dollars when I visit the beach in Laguna or the wineries up North. I assume my home will sell relatively quickly as I live in a desirable area.
So, I bid you farewell and I thank you for forcing me into a decision I have been contemplating for many years.
The great thing about money and freedom? Mobility. Shuga (my Mini) and I will be mobile soon, and when I cross the state line, I may return your middle finger as I throw Shug into 6th gear.
It’s all about fairness, right?
Ronald Reagan wisely said, “Socialists ignore the side of man that is the spirit. They can provide you shelter, fill your belly with bacon and beans, treat you when you’re ill, all the things guaranteed to a prisoner or a slave. They don’t understand that we also dream.”
We do. I do. I just won’t be California Dreamin’ any longer.