A Very Orange County Day

Today I drove down to Newport Beach.  When I finished my appointment and approached the parking lot again, I saw a guy just finishing parking his black SUV, which was covered with a McCain bumpersticker, something decrying the prohibition of prayer in public schools, a Jesus dove, NRA sticker and something else.  He was a guy in his late 50s wearing old fatigues.  I waited 'til he disappeared so I could snap a picture of his vehicle.  It was just too perfectly Orange County.

Then I got home and read a letter in the LA Times Opinion section that seriously referred several times to "the Hollywood Elite" and their (presumed) support of Obama.  And talked about how they can't understand the travails of the average American worker.  I was completely dumbfounded that someone could seriously believe that.  And seriously believe that a guy who doesn't even know how many houses he owns is a better bet for understanding the lives of ordinary Americans.  Horror, disbelief, and amusement were having a three-way in my head.