Strengthening Constitutional Self-Government

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Back home

California is now always strange to me. Although the friends and conversations are always good, the heat in the desert is surreal, the traffic is pain-giving, and the numbers of people one sees and the expanse of it all seems exotic, but mostly unpleasant. The local political news is almost foreign to my ears. I am now utterly acclimated to the pleasant Ohio towns and country, and the good tempered folks to be found therein. It’s nice to be home. The dinner with the

Publius Fellows was the highlight of my visit. Impressive bunch.

Discussions - 4 Comments

I have many of the same feelings. Academics keeps dragging me away from home (and will again next year--Georgia State, Atlanta?). I find myself missing Ohio, even after two years in Colorado.

And I am not even from SoCal. I am from the Central Valley.

How does the old college rag go? Why-o why-o why-o did I ever leave Ohio? After living in a fraternity house with a number east coasters (who reverently refered to us a "buck-nuts") who hated Ohio while in college, I find it amazing how many of them are relocating here for various reasons.

The local political news is almost foreign to my ears.

Perhaps because it’s in Spanish?

the traffic is pain-giving, and the numbers of people one sees and the expanse of it all seems exotic, but mostly unpleasant.

Guilty as charged.

the heat in the desert is surreal

Argh. A manly man can take it (especially in an air conditioned courthouse).

I have to admit that I feel more at home when I hear a combination of English and Spanish, usually in the form of Spanglish.

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