Where will it all end?

Maybe we should just stop fretting about traffic congestion along the clogged Peninsula and admit that it’s so far out of our control that it’s beyond redemption.

Developers of extensive office space and their willing enablers in municipal governments throughout San Mateo County continue to promote and produce massive complexes with barely a wink and a nod to their painfully obvious environmental impacts.

Clear consequences don’t seem to matter. The rush to build is nonstop and damaging to the daily lives of the citizens who must deal with the construction.

Housing? That’s a secondary consideration. The primary focus is on more and more office facilities. The latest proposal has come in the eastern portion of San Carlos, which dubs itself as “The City of Good Living.”

There, a staggering 1.6 million square feet of new office space to be located between the Caltrain rail corridor and Highway 101 has been penciled out. The plan is in its embryonic stage. So it’s likely that the project will be scaled back somewhat over time.

But if history is any judge of what’s to come, the developer, with the assistance of the town’s authorities, will get much of what it wants in the end. How many employees will wind up working in those structures? Who knows? But it would be safe to say a lot, as in several thousand at the very least.

Then the irony once more will be the ensuing wailing and moaning about ever more traffic gridlock on the highways and byways leading into and out of San Carlos and surrounding communities.

The beat goes on.

Ken Kesey

It will no doubt pass without much fanfare, but it’s worth noting that we are in the midst of the 60th anniversary of a local literary milestone.

Novelist Ken Kesey began working on what would become his wildly popular “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” in 1959-60 at his rented house in a modest neighborhood in Menlo Park just north of the Palo Alto border off Alameda de las Pulgas.

Kesey had recently finished his participation in a creative writing program at nearby Stanford University. His literary effort was based, in part, on his experiences working at a Veterans Administration hospital in Menlo Park.

He would later move to more secluded rural digs in LaHonda where his legendary parties would be fueled by all manner of adult beverages and hallucinogenic drugs. The guest list was eclectic, and he became an icon of the counter-culture at the time.

Kesey was frequently in trouble with the authorities — he did some jail time locally and eventually moved back to Oregon where he had lived previously.

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