Having Your Cake... And Drinking It Too
Fast-growing Western U.S. cities Face Water Crisis
That was a headline on Yahoo! News this morning...
Yes. It's for dumbshits, why do you ask? As though this is news... Has everyone been sleeping?
Even up until this past Summer, right before Will and I left California, I was trying to get our home owners' board to adopt better water standards for our landscaping. There are beautiful native plants that grow just fine there... as they should. But no. Everyone wants fucking grass, which is fine if you've got the water to feed it.
Southern California's climate and terrain are technically that of a desert.
SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA IS A DESERT.
People often think warm Summer nights and tropical paradise.
It's not the tropics, bishes.
The only times in Santa Barbara when there would be warm, Summer nights is when the Santa Ana winds would blow and catch your house on fire.
I lived out there for almost 9 years and loved it. However, I didn't love the flip and dense attitude towards guarding natural resources or lack thereof.
To see sprawling golf courses, green lawns and lush palm trees on what is actually classified desert, is truly absurd. It's decadent. And I find it rather disgusting...
If you want to play golf in the desert, fine. Play golf in the desert. Go out there and swing the hell out of your 9-iron in the sand.
You want flowers in the desert? Fine. Plant lavender and rosemary and shit that can tolerate drought. Because that's what you're in.
And actually, there already ARE flowers in the desert. They're probably just not the ones you're used to. Or the ones you want. God forbid we want what we have.
I remember learning a couple of years ago, that there were people in the West that were planning on taping the Great Lakes for their water supply. At the time, Will and I were obviously still living in California, and the thought made us furious that people actually thought that this was a completely rational idea. The thought, that people don't want to live where it rains, but they'd like the water anyway. To water their lawns. To wash their cars. To clean their holes. It made me sick.
I LOVE it out West. I love California. I love New Mexico and Arizona and Utah and Colorado.
I love the way the light changes hues throughout the day on mountain ranges and desert floors. And when there's no pollution or fog, I love the crisp blue sky. I love the arid air and spiced scents of sage and juniper. But, what I don't love is dumbshits who want to make it Connecticut. And then, want someone else to supply their water.
In this month's Architectural Digest, a magazine that I have a love/hate relationship with. Primarily, because I love design and the aesthetic appeal of structures, fabrics, furniture and gardens. Yet, the celebration of the elite always makes me barf in my mouth just a little.
ANYWAY, in this month's issue, there's some real modest ho that says her name means "great creativity of God".

See? Modest, I tell you. I'd like to smack that hat (Sikh turban) clean off her head. And then shove her in her newly planted bushes.
So, she's built some lush, classical gardens in arid, Northern New Mexico. They're stunning, yes... And completely irresponsible. Destructive, in fact.
At one point in the article, it's revealed that she's "Fond of Roman-style bathing pools" and says, “Cold water increases fortitude.” So, your Roman baths increase your strength of character and give you true grit?? Try DOING WITHOUT. Try ADAPTING. Try SACRIFICE to give you FORTITUDE. Sitting your pampered ass in a cold water "Roman" bath doesn't cut it, honey.
She also states that "we have plenty of water! A river runs under the property. We're in a lucky area." As though it's solely hers. That water doesn't go anywhere else. It just lives under her place. And you know what, bish? If that shit was supposed to grow there, it'd grow there.
I know I get a little worked up about stuff like this. But, I'm not going to apologize for calling people on stupid, over-indulgence. If it was only them that it was affecting? That would be something different.
But, it's not.
So, instead of me just bitching here at the dinner table, I should possibly recommend something constructive, yes? If you'd like to find information on sustainable landscaping in your area, please check out Audubon Lifestyles, or this helpful guide from Oregon State University, or the Arbor Day Foundation. And then, there's Fritz Haeg, of course.






8 Comments:
my name means "the penis mightier than the sword".
mine means, "Ride It, Bishes".
OMG! I'm so glad I found you. I love the mornings that you actually Blog and I can sip my coffee, reading and chuckling... until I snort coffee in and then out my nose! A wonderful way to start my day. Thanks!
The Old Broad - YOU are very welcome! And thanks for the idea, because some mornings, just drinking it doesn't quite do it. :)
Wait a minute - "I LOVE it out West. I love California. I love New Mexico and Arizona and Utah and Colorado." - what about Nevada and Vegas? Showgirls with feathers, what else can I say? (except they are closing the Folies at the Trop in a few weeks leaving only Bally's with feathers). And Elvis in the wedding chapels?
We pulled out a ton of grass from the yard when we moved here, got paid $2 per yard by the water authority and did a loverly low water lots of plants things. But our water bill in the summer is still horrible; with less water going out the rates have gone up tremendously. And Vegas does recycle the waste water, it all goes back into Lake Mead (for LA to drink)
No mention of that big Pacific out there, and the salt to fresh technologies?
JOE! JOE! MY BAD!! I actually DO LOVE Nevada and Vegas too! Vegas is a bit too busy for me to want to live there, but I ALWAYS enjoy going.
And I loved driving there from Santa Barbara too. The light in the desert? Yeah. Loved it. I didn't like people driving around me going 200 mph, but it never stopped me from loving it.
And THEY'RE STOPPING THE FOLIES AT THE TROP?? That's some bullshit right there. The girls didn't tell me. Now, I'm going to have to call Bally's for a job... I'll bring my own feathers. Last time I borrowed someone else's, I got crabs. Oh sure, they were SAND crabs, but still.
WE live in West Texas and it infuriates me to see these idiots watering thier lawns! The city put severe restrictions on watering but the big defence is water wells. A lot of people have private wells and the city can't regulate them. I just don't think they realize that the water they are wasting is the same water we all have to depend on. Grrr!
Anon - I know... I know. These kinds of people bring out the worst in me... and I wanna... I wanna...
PULL THEIR HAIR OUT!!!
or at least their grass.
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