We spent a very comfortable night in the Marriott Fairfield Inn in Placentia, where thunder and lightning were observed and the electricity momentarily went off, then came back on.
Unlike the world’s real refugees, we got into our air-conditioned Sienna, motored off to Polly’s Pies in Santa Ana, and had a wonderful breakfast. Then we came home, and, still, no electricity. Recorded phone announcements indicate that Southern California Edison can’t predict when electricity will return.
Our game plan is to take in a couple of movies, return home and see if the electricity is working and make a decision where we will go for the night. Batteries fuel the FM and I can listen to NPR and read, and I still have an hour of electricity on the laptop. When we go off to a motel, we’ll take along our electric rechargeables, phones, laptop, batteries, Palm, etc. I stay in touch with my medical responsibilities via pager and cell phone. Lin had to go off to a flea market. I suppose things could be a lot worse. Flawed though our society is, it’s the best around if I look uncritically and ignore the social injustice and give disproportionate points to capitalistic opportunity. Not exactly a place I choose to give even a fair nodding acquiescence, most days, but the occasional drive by in someone else’s neighborhood is a far cry from an exploding terrorist in a restaurant, or bombs and artillery.
I’ve started reading American Theocracy, Kevin Phillips’ book dedicated to the “millions of Republicans, present and lapsed, who have opposed the Bush dynasty and the disenlightenment in the 2000 and 2004 elections.” So, he has become an ally, however temporary. The book is about oil, national debt and fundamentalist religion, in short, current America.
I just completed, “Desert Hawks,” about 101 Squadron, Israeli Air Force, 1948 and their Messershmitt 109’s. I hope that in hell, Herr Hitler gets the news that his Messerschmitt’s career did not end with the Luftwaffe, but they saw limited useful service in the hands of Hitler’s intended victims. It was an interesting story, but not a great book, as the authors don’t plumb enough detail or feeling, though the brief Iswraeli civil war of Haganah vs the Irgun is covered in the destruction of an Irgun LST carrying arms, on the beach outside Tel Aviv. It was a time when a Middle Eastern state decided that an armed militia opposed to a national purpose, could not be tolerated. A democratic, if imperfect, society emerged.
Well, waiting for the internet connection, and with 38 minutes of battery left, I will sign off.