We had just finished a ride down the South Bay beach bike path, huffing and puffing through the route's uniquely California mosaic. Behind us were the USC frat-like boys and girls of Playa del Rey, the inner-city flavor of Dockweiler State Beach, the always-puzzling encampment of Winnebagos at the very foot of the massive Hyperion sewage plant, and the body-wrapped opulence of Manhattan Beach.
My friend, a prominent Los Angeles lawyer and cast-iron liberal, was talking about the recall election.… more