Holey crap, freedom in Kalifornia? I don’t believe this report for a second.
I grew up in El Cajon, next to Santee. This is completely consistent with the Santee I remember in the 1970s, which I don’t think was incorporated back then. It had a few horse owners and some country music, modest incomes and motorcycles. And smokers. And a little donut shop I used to go to on Mission Gorge Rd. Hmmmm, getting hungry.....