Here in LA, we take such things in stride. Earthquakes, civil unrest, fires in the canyons, taggers spray painting monuments, politics in quagmire...

Its not the LA that I knew growing up, where men wore hats and suits, and ladies were...well, ladies. Its not the town of class and distinction that my parents joined one Spring day in 1946 after honorable discharge from the service...and our once proud public education system is humiliated by all of the demands being placed upon it by a population swelling with undocumented aliens...

In some ways, its actually a better place. There's no more "restricted" neighborhoods or clubs, no more "sunset laws" (where people of color or certain ethnicity had to be off the streets by sundown...I personally witnessed "sundown" as late as 1965 and restrictions as late as 1978). Its a place of infinite personal and career opportunity, and easy mobility from the desert to the sea.

So if the hills are burning, don't dispare...we'll put them out. And if the earth is moving, don't be brought down...we'll prop it up. And if the bad guys ever land on our soil...we'll send Arnold in to terminate them!

Cheers!

Eric