so now san diego is in the news again because of the bomb house in Escondido. and the grand solution the authorities have come up with is to burn the house to the ground.
Merry Christmas, unfortunate neighbors, here is your toxic smoke and fireworks. weeeheee!
don't get me wrong, i LOVE san diego. it is, almost, paradise. but i think we are sending tourists a bad message.
between your "junk" being groped at Lindbergh airport, the chance a bomb-maker could move in next door, and the apparent leanings of the county officials toward pyromania, someone could get hurt.
so, fellow writers, doesn't it seem more and more evident that true life is stranger than fiction?