To the visitor, the Inland Empire seems as disorganised as it is ugly. -- The Economist.
Check this out. The Economist writes about the crowning glory of California sprawl -- us! And they're as uncharitable as I am about the place, only they have all the facts 'n' stuff.
Inland imperialists now number 3.6m, of whom 660,000 arrived during the 1990s (550,000 of them Latinos). By 2020, there are expected to be 4.8m.
Yes, but there is only one Empress. Somehow they neglected to mention me; a shocking oversight. Off with their heads!
Oh, okay, I really only took exception to this passage:
Californian suburban life has been satirised to death by Hollywood, and it has long been deplored by environmentalists. But the plain fact is that a huge number of people seem to like it.
Um, no. Nobody I've met here likes breathing the country's worst air or navigating the world's worst traffic. Nobody likes the dearth of decent, non-chain restaurants or concert halls or museums or arthouse cinemas or health-food stores or walkable neighborhoods.
True, many of my neighbors don't know they lack such things until I point it out to them. I will politely refrain from mentioning them by name. But they want other things that I want: a quiet, clean place to raise a kid, and a school where s/he might actually learn something. There's a higher chance of that happening out here on my husband's income than in L.A.
I wanted to live someplace funkier. My husband wanted to live someplace closer to his job in downtown L.A. Someday we may get there.
Meantime, the Empress holds court in Edge City.