Probably not; “nefarious” is far too nuanced for the current political situation, what with all and sundry enthusiastically hell-bent on their own extremely unenlightened self interests. Of course the constituents who didn’t vote for Obama thought HE was the anti-Christ bringing about the End of Days, so what do ‘we’ know…save that their backlash may well have accomplished that.
[Roads taken, and not; SE Oregon vs. Ibiza, long ago]
At any rate, nefarious or not, ‘we’ took the perfectly passable road over the hill
in perfectly passable weather passing trailerloads of retro trailers, all newly made,
and as I was approaching Vallejo the next day this rare Vista Cruiser, ah hmmm,
just ahead of some wet and wetter spring wetnesses, quite
conducive to finalizing the Inventory and, depending on who’s counting [or how],
the documentation of 13 or 14 hundred of these in various sizes spread across three states.
Finished just in time to slosh over to Fairfield for another brief Adventure in Dentistry
after which Saturday
brought sunny relief and with it a trip to Bolinas in extremely West Marin,
a land lost to time, or at least the seventies,
Our motivation for this verdant motoring was Patsy Krebs ‘ showing of her elegant work
in the local museum [not shown] and well worth it.
We returned through the intense green of post-deluge California springtime for dinner
in San Rafael and then blossomy Benicia, where the mysterious
Inventory Bird continues to describe everything in its sight including [but not limited to] dogs and errant forks by the roadside while somewhere we assume the Stenographer Bird
is dutifully taking it all down. Between rains it warmed up enough to uncover the little truck,
as well as experience the Yard and other indications of Spring, like…
barbecue:
a time of avid attentiveness.
Trumplandia in abeyance, OK.
M
The Vista Cruiser forcibly reminds one that not only were there new models every year, eagerly awaited by most of the teenagers in the country and unveiled with great pomp (remember the showroom windows covered with brown paper and not being able to enter until the paper came down on “release day” or whatever it was called) BUT, and this the point I’m getting around to, every year there were NEW COLORS! Now we have black, white and silver–i.e. no color at all. The Age of Nefarious indeed.
..and “Release Day” came earlier every year! Tricolor [not counting chrome!] Packards! Fins! Different fins…pointier bumpers!…now all we get are apps which, incompatible with last week’s OS, demand that we all buy new computers. Same business model, although they only seem to come in silver, white or black too.
I can’t remember exactly when I was in Bolinas briefly, and probably in Stinson Beach at the same time. I just took a little refresher tour on Google maps. Nice.
“Let the Sun Shine In”. Unfortunately I no longer have “Hair”.
What uou need, then, is one of those “Webb Alumni” hats…
We can hope the Nefarious will not permanently blot out Aquarius, although there’s some solace in knowing Nature always bats last. If we can’t save ourselves from their plague, the planet will. Of course, collateral damage won’t be pretty; but invasive species (even enlightened sub-species) must be dealt with.
At least there are Hits and Missives to entertain with views from pristine Nevadan playas to rare pockets of 70’s in West Marin. Thanks for the ride; too bad those colorful Vista Cruisers have become nearly extinct, fallen prey to black monster trucks/SUVs, fully jacked with tinted glass and huge tires so the kids can be safely transported to school or soccer practice!
Mostly I liked the color of the Vista Cruiser and all that other lush green that looks so fresh and clean this time of year.