![The Streets have looked gay and annoying ever since they replaced Sodium Vapor Lamps with LEDs [1024x576 - 79KB]](https://poal.co/static/images/41c6c4c48cac2424.jpg){kind=link}
Ruins the noir and mystique of night too.
I grew up close enough to an interstate, and in the city, to the point where the sky always had this eerie purple glow, I assume from reflecting the yellowish light of the sodium-vapor street lamps.
I didn't realize how much I loved it, until I realized it was gone forever.
Similar in Los Angeles. My little slice of heaven was VERY barrio/ghetto, but had the same light pollution effect. There was something to be said though for driving down PCH at 1 in the morning with nothing but those sodium lights giving small pools of reality in a sea of black. Or driving up to Rio Hondo College late at night, and looking out over the valley to watch the cars and city breathe.
For all the issues that fucking state had/has, it really nails it when it comes to ambiance and feeling like you exist.
I was in the high desert and watched the fruit bats stake claims on the neighbors small orchard. We would ride our bikes among the cactus and Joshua trees and secretly dream of cursing PCH under the same sodium lights.
For all the issues that fucking state had/has, it really nails it when it comes to ambiance and feeling like you exist.
Yeah, it is such a silly thing to complain about, it has absolutely no real affect on any of us.
But fuck, I feel bad for my nephews, who will never get to experience that mystique.