The Local Cachagua Rednecks

Apparently the local rednecks out here think that because the lived out here before the rest of us folks, or at least that's what they believe (my family has lived in this area for four generations), that gives them the right to act like they are the local law enforcement.
I did not move back out here for them, I did not move out here for them to like me.

For example when it was brought up at a Cachagua Community Park meeting that quite a few dogs were and still are roaming freely around the local park, unleashed and unsupervised while their dumb ass owners play horse shoes, that parents and children who play in the park were concerned about safety. And they have good reason too. I have witnessed many times dogs running up and chasing cars and even the school bus as it comes in to drop children off at the after school program.
One would have thought hell froze over by the pleasant reaction the board members expressed. "It's always been a dog friendly park."
Contrary to the "selected few's" belief out here DOGS ARE NOT ROYALTY! The park was not placed there for the use of every one's lame ass dog(s) to run a muck as they please so they could go drink beer and smoke pot while playing horse shoes. The park was placed there for the families of the community out here to use. Garland Park is where you take your dog to run a muck for there is no playground there, no family picnic/b.b.q area, and there is no school located within the park.
It was also brought up at one of the meetings that a stronger effort to include more of the Spanish population that live out here to attend events, meeting etc. should be made. Such publishing event signs in Spanish and so on. This happened for one maybe two meetings then the effort slouched off. (After all such things would take money away from the Horseshoe Tournament for the dumb ass rednecks.)

Well apparently after all this was laid out in the open bitter enemies were made between my spouse, who at the time was the vice president of the park, and the redneck president of the park, (who's dog is one of the guilty ones). For later he asked my husband "why in the hell did you move out here? Nobody wants you out here. Nobody likes you out here."

News flash Mr. Fancyass Parkman not many people like your drunk ass either.

After a few more cold shoulder meetings my spouse resigned from the board, it was really pointless position anyway, for they were never interested in having some one voice ideas and opinions they just wanted the position filled.

Several weeks after all this took place graffiti such as "fuck Mexicans" began to appear around the community. More than likely written by the same assholes who hang out with Mr. Fancyass Parkman and do donuts in the store parking lot at 2:00 a.m. along with driving through the local creek bed in front of my house to do burnouts on the embankments. And low and behold guess what's in their front yards?! A horseshoe pit.
I am not saying that all people who play horse shoes are rednecks or assholes. Just the ones who live out here. For they have yet to show me otherwise. Today was no exception.

After driving through the creek bed in broad daylight, my spouse had enough. My children as well as other children play in the creek bed. The creek bed is for the creek not some dumb ass's 4x4. There are plenty of places away from the neighborhood out here to 4x4. It is Cachagua after all.
Now the group was up hanging out at the Cachagua Store when my spouse found them. He told them to quit driving through the creek bed in front of our house. A few words were exchanged but everything was cool in the end.
Until one of the drunk assholes decided to stick up for his buddies by grabbing a rock and swinging it at my spouse several times yelling "that's my bro you're talk'n too!". It was obvious the man was drunk and my spouse warned him several times not to do that. By then his buddies had grabbed him and then the man's mother, who was working at the store, came running out demanding that my husband "go home". "Your new here and should go home."

Whoa wait a minute here. It's her dumb ass boy out there swinging the rock.

It's called assault with a deadly weapon!

He's the one who should leave the area, he's out there trying to assault people, but I could see how hard that could be with all his buddies grabbing him and holding him down.

New here?
Hell lady my family was here before Carmel Valley had a damn zip code!

It's dumb ass rednecks like them that the rest of the peninsula base their opinion of Cachagua on. Now I understand why the sheriff said he "hates coming out here". It's dumb childish redneck shit like that gives our community a bad wrap.