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Bruce Jenner is California

I was talking with someone the other day about my impressions of Bruce Jenner from my teenage years (I was 14 when he won the decathlon at the 1976 Olympics) and the almost universal awe with which he was promoted during those years to young minds - like mine. His achievement was so amazing and wonderful (there's no other word for it) that you couldn't help but admire him and with his good looks, flowing locks and warm personality he really was an all American hero. Youngsters can't even imagine Jenner's place in the psychic imagination of a teenage boy from that era 1. because there's no one like him in today's sports world and 2. The Cold War Olympic Games carried real weight and to beat the Russians at one of "their" sports was a huge thing. What happened to this heroic man is analogous to what happened to his adopted home of California and their mutual transformation over the past 40 years is a crying shame.

Man and Woman

Caitlyn Jenner: 'I would seriously look at a run' for office and in California (s)he might actually have a shot at winning - probably the only Republican west of the I-5 with any popular support. This is a state that prevents alternate views from being voiced, refuses to comply with federal law, hates the Bill or Rights - basically it is a Trans-State. It used to be Red, White & Blue, All American and heroic but somewhere along the line it decided that it was some other place and started taking the drugs and weird plastic surgery to become that thing. Now it's a mess, not really America any more but not Mexico or any other country either. It's sad.

Just like there are men and women there is America and Mexico - no matter how much a man might want to be a woman he'll never make it. Grow his boobs, put on the lipstick, cut off his dick - the guy is still a dude. Go take a look at a real woman if you don't believe me. So shape up California and get with the program! You're American. You're part of the U.S.A. and you can't be anything else so start acting like it.

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