[Louisiana is basically the same as Placer county, just dumber. If you can imagine it.]
Now, while it's tempting to torch every vehicle with a red state license plate on the roads in California, I would beg you not to do so. The owners might be refugees from there, who said to themselves "darnitall, I just can't hack these dumb ass inbred goombas here in Kentucky related to themselves six different ways, I need to get out of here and flee to civilization", and then packed their family into the stationwagon and headed cross country, never mind having no job awaiting them. A doctor, a lawyer, a gardener or restaurant worker. Actual human beings, not slope-browed Bubba with six digits on each hand and foot, and an IQ in the low double digits -- representative of the people in that locale -- and one really should take the time to make sure one doesn't incinerate innocents or smash their car with a crowbar.
Unless they're driving a Tesla Cybertruck or a have a Trump bumpersticker.
Even then, that could just be protective colouration.
Today the boys in the backroom (mostly superannuated rightwing hosebags) spent over half an hour ranting about testicles before the judicial member came in and distracted them with a discourse on constitutional law as he remembers it from half a century ago when he still had a functioning brain. Back when he wouldn't have associated with people like that because he was superior, still had his balls, felt like he was on the winning side of class war and the sexual revolution.
Now of course he's just a pathetic hatefilled old hack, retired, and married to a vicious anticommunist sexpot significantly younger than him angling for his pension.
Think 'trophy wife-piranha'. The type that Marin is full of.
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