Most Malibu kids have never taken direction from their parents. If you could travel back in time and observe the initial Malibu Chumash family in their original Malibu shelter of white tree bark adorned with red leaves, you would see typical parents yelling at their primitive teen-agers for sitting around and brooding all day instead of hunting for grubs and berries like mom and dad. You would then see the primal teen-agers trudge to a nearby cliff and sketch on the rocks or throw sticks at the birds.
When modern Malibu Man established the town, the Chumash Indians were still running it. Let’s see, there were no taxes, no $15 million land bond debate, plenty of fish, plenty of deer, no tourist beach trash, no Chumash Code Enforcement Officer, plenty of recreational area for the kids to play, women did most of the work, the Medicine Man was free, the Chumash Council spent their assemblies smoking “something” in a Peace Pipe and the Chumash men hunted and fished all the time!
What comical Malibu City Council member is dim-witted enough to think they could improve on a system like that!
And that is all I have to say.
Tom Fakehany