In Santa Monica, California, home of the really pretty people, solar panels are fine as long as you hide them from view. That is according to a blog posting at the L.A. Times.
It was the City Council who recently voted 4-1 that for some residences solar panels must be installed “in the location that is least visible from the street.”
I wonder what it would be like if true beauty was not just skin deep, but linked to function. For instance, what if a woman’s aging skin was a testament to her years of wisdom and experience, rather than something to be injected and stretched into a mask of horror?
It’s the same with solar panels. What they represent — a household contributing less to the destruction of the planet than many of the neighbors — is beautiful.
What do you think?