It would be easier and would consume less bandwidth if the days in California without a wildfire were reported, since they seem to be fewer in number.
What will the Feds do if California legalizes and taxes pot? Will they declare it a Narco-state and allow Lou Dobbs to supervise the construction of a morality fence along the borders? What affect will it have on the SWAT apparel and black helicopter industries?
This could give a whole new range of possibilities for our next Disneyland vacation. To hell with Florida!
Lamentations on Chemistry 
Legalize boo, add munchies stations everywhere. Disneyland/Anaheim will have a larger GDP than Belgium. After a year or two California will buy out Washington, DC. Everybody doing hard time for marijuana must remain imprisoned. We cannot risk flooding our streets with unemployed prison guards.
What would Sgt. Stedenko do?
Imagine a multi-$million Santa Barbara seaside cliffs mansion inhabited by people too stupid to spray $500 of jelled water over their real estate. Fire-fighting is a gargantuan business gulping Brobdingnagian State disbursements. Nobody dare make a fuss in counterpoint. Not having huge disasters would be… inconvenient.
Fossil fuel global carbon emissions are 7.2 Pg/year CO2; wildfires are estimated 3.4 Pg/yr CO2 (Science 324(5926) 481 (2009)). How many compact fluorescent bulbs should Uncle Al buy to nullify the carbon footprint of tens of mi^2 of burning Santa Barbara? Like maybe, you know, three? Wow.
I like the Gulliver reference.
Since tourism is a major source of revenue in Cal I think you’d see an uptick in visits by high spending Europeans. From a social perspective it’s a bad idea; but so is handing out 464 million in bonuses to AIG executives. Legalize prostitution and I foresee the dawning of a new prosperity in the Golden state.
California = Amsterdam with guns.
Get high, get some tail and shoot some squirrels. Yaaa-hooo!
P.S -So. Cal burns every summer. I agree, it’s redundant.
Could be the biggest thing since Sutters Mill. Hell, I’d think about movin’ there for retirement. Whiling away my 70’s in a cannabinoid haze has a certain appeal.