A Roman observer would have had his choice of pithy comments suitable for describing the governance of our one time Golden State; the one I’ll pick for him is: “Quem deus vult perdere, demente prius.” That’s “Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad.” Your Romans had comments for all situations and since we seem to be borrowing a goodly chunk of their political history, we may as well reuse their comments too.
The California governor signed into law the states’ bathroom bill, a law if you can believe it, that empowers kids with ‘gender challenges’ to choose which toilet and locker room facilities they will use regardless of their sex as descried by their birth records. Boys may go use the girls’ and vice-versa at will, nobody can legally stop them, providing they’re willing to say they they think they’re mingling with the sex that they should have been but aren’t by some mistake. California’s lawmakers are showing the intelligence that they should have been provided, but weren’t. And the governor who signed instead of vetoing this exercise in mentally deficient political correctness must have learned his trade watching the old Gidget beach movies, in one of which the leader of a hapless biker gang is chasing after his minions yelling: “I’m their leader; I must follow them!” All California’s leaders are missing, is a little girl named Alice to fall down a hole and come talk to them.
At one time, we would have expected, not being quite nuts yet, that boys will be mingling with the girls in short order; especially in high school locker rooms. In my school days, the line for that would have gone around the block ten minutes after the governor’s signature. It’s of course, different today; the girls will likely be lined up at the boy’s place too. All of them, laughing.
The hopeless as well as hapless school administrators have now a choice: they may stand around wringing their hands (they’ve had plenty of practice, whenever education comes up) or they can go form their own lines at each other’s staff restrooms. Whichever their choices, I sort of doubt they’ll be laughing…