Orange County is Rich

While purchasing a $1.50 box in an innocuous strip mall right off Bristol & Jamboree, I noticed how many suits are eating lunch at a place called Pascal’s Épicerie. Come to think of it, I always see the hottest women and fanciest cars when I have business in this strip mall full of salons and, inexplicably, a Coco’s. Well no shit, one direction down Jamboree straddles Irvine/Newport Beach and is lined with big tech office buildings. Every side street in the other direction leads to a host of gated communities full of homes worth $1.7 million (median). Jamboree passes two country clubs and a mere golf course by the time it hits Pacific Coast Highway.

About a mile away, down PCH and off Dover, my sister lives in the “ass end” of Newport. Her apartment complex is one of few vaguely affordable places in the area and attracts all the beach riffraff who aren’t quite white supremacist enough to move to Huntington Beach. Despite gainful employment as a lawyer (for the county), she has no chance of being able to afford a house or condo even in this ass end.