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Thanks to BobW and Dennis Claxton. I enjoy writing and thinking about LA. By the time I was in high school I was going to Reseda High 58-60, then a last year in Granada Hills. Hence all the dates were driving back to the city. We had gone from desperate straights to upper middle class with the new, rich stepfather.
Anyway there was something about growing up in the city and then moving to suburbs late that positioned me to directly feel the effects of white flight in a way that was unexpected. I disliked the Valley. The richer my parents got the more I disliked the kids I met at school.
When I was reading background on the current neo-cons, where they went to school and so forth I recognized them as probably part of a similar sort of high school to college set. Supposedly bright with at least upper middle class professional families and very probably no contact at all with the motley collection of kids and people who filled the urban sprawl.
Reagan's nice guy facade characterized this particular scene with its pretense of being clean and honest---while being mean to the bone and rotten to the core---just as Nixon captured the sleazy underside. I used to think of Nixon as one of those car sales guys that played on local LA 50s tv.
CG