Every summer, we somehow expect to see Red looking out our windows in Southern California…Only Dante can describe this Inferno…
The world witnesses Angelinos running away from wildfires one more time with the very similar images being (again) broadcast all over the world; my friends call me from everywhere to make sure that I am not one of the “evacuees”.
Every year’s fire seems more dangerous and more capricious; the picture above is taken from west Los Angeles with the fire mushrooming in the background (the red building on the right is the Die Hard building).
Just look at the downtown above…
You somehow never get used to the fire’s anger and unpredictability; after 30 summers in california, they still scare the hell out of me!
My eyes have been burning from the ashes and smoke all day and I am not even near the fires but my green mood is turning into red because of the wild fires.
Are we ever going to learn how to prepare for inevitable disasters and calamities?…
And of course we blissfully close our eyes to the fire dangers for another year and act surprised the following summer when it comes back; if you don’t believe me, read my posts on the subject for the last two years:
This is my post from two years ago.
This one is from last year. I still believe on what I wrote then: Southern California fires are pretty democratic, they hit the mansions and trailer parks and everything in between with the same cruelty… The current definition of a Californian is still “did or did not escape the fires?”