I've seen the quote, "Your rights end where my nose begins," used a lot lately. It has a certain validity when over 8 million people live in this basin.
I was not able to attend the April 28 Culver City council meeting. In a way, I was relieved. I don't even remember how many years I've stood up and spoken against fireworks. I do remember my son was 10 years old when he accidentally set a fire in the hills with some "safe and sane" firecrackers his friends had brought for them to play with. . . . Thank goodness we do have a fine Fire Department, and it wasn't windy and dry.
I grew up on an Indian reservation among the tall pines in the mountains of Arizona. Every Fourth of July we lived in fear of the crazy "civilized" fisherman or camper who would insist on celebrating his "independence" with fireworks. Now I live in fear of the crazy "civilized" homeowner who will insist on celebrating his "independence" by landing a hot sparkler in some dry brush.
It's one thing to say "safe and sane" fireworks are legal in Culver City and quite another to place our stands all around the boundaries of our city so that they are easily accessible to all of the areas where fireworks are illegal. Clearly, the $500,000 spent on fireworks each year does not come solely from Culver City residents--we would all be broke!