Heart aching, body ailing, spent the day in my Malibu. Gratefully hosed away the ashes, Peg cleaned out the frig, then checked out houses of friends still not able to get in, traversing most streets on the Point and in western Malibu . The devastation is depressing. Relief came by tending to the chickens of a neighbor, and ferrying a friend to the ruins of her ranch in hopes of finding her cats. And there were stalwarts Hans and Diane rebuilding the KBUU studio, and the volunteers attending the Point Dume relief center exuding good cheer. And all this under a brilliant sky that seemed to smile on Malibu, lending the ravaged andscape a hope for the future. Now if only the power comes on.
The heralded informational meeting for Malibu in Santa Monica last night turned out to be sadly, predictably self aggrandizing. Orchestrated.by a vain glorious city manager featuring a lame duck city council clucking cliches of a stalwart citizenry, it prompted strident heckling, annoying but understandable. In praising herself and staff she related how they hAd to evacuate city hall, but did not address why Pepperdine stAaff and students remained to divert first responders from fighting the spot fires that devastated the point and western neighborhoods! Other items annoyed but hAve to be reviewed later because power low and I’m tired. Ending on A positive note, good seeing friends and neighbors, exchanging sympathy and solace. So much to be rebuilt, including a new Malibu city governance!