I’m stuck here in San Diego’s congressional District 53, a gerrymandered zone that has the gay progressives of Hillcrest, the rabidly left-wing academics of the liberation theology–lovin’ University of San Diego, and the illegals of Chula Vista all spliced together, in what’s hardly a community of interests. I’m in a small hospital and defense contractor zone attached to these constituencies — nothing in common with the other areas, just useful filler for ensuring that a congressional seat has enough residents to get the seat for a Democrat.
So with disgust, I watch the 53rd congressional race to vacate Rep. Susan Davis’s seat, Davis being a nine- or ten-term congresswoman who’s served for 19 years and retiring. Davis is a lefty Democrat, but not a loud, obnoxious one. I wouldn’t vote for her but she seems nice.
Not so the people jockeying to fill her place now. They’re introducing dirty tricks never before seen in lolly, palmy, less-corrupt-than-other-California-cities San Diego to win a seat they’re sure now belongs to their party. But in a wave year, with still a lot of residual red in the area, they might just find themselves surprised. read more