As a former kalifornian (the valley), I can’t imagine a Berserkely conservative as really being a conservative.
Years ago, I went to hear David Horowitz speak at UC Berkeley. When the crowd rioted and David was spirited away by his security, I had to literally run to my vehicle to avoid a beating by the liberal crowd.
At the start of the Afghanistan campaign at a peace rally, a large ghetto-dwelling gentleman told my girlfriend-now-wife to go back to Europe, and when she said "I ain't goin' nowheres" he told her she needed to die. He also called her a blue-eyed devil. Police stood by, but did not act.
Immediatelty after 9/11 I put a small poster in my back window that portrayed Osama Bin Laden in the hairs of a scope and the text "Snipers wanted". Folks in traffic wanted to beat my @ss for that one, and they let me know.
My gay brother reports that he and his S.F. echo-chamber homo friends sincerely think that Ronald Reagan is the cause of the AIDS epidemic, because he denied AIDS funding back in the 80s.
I do truly love the land of my birth (SF Peninsula), but if the San Francisco Bay Area was targeted with a nuke and I was the only one who knew, I would merely call my grandma (in Palo Alto) to say goodbye and tell her I love her. The values of SF Bay Areans are, in many ways, a cancer upon our society, and their absence would not cause me a lot of sadness.
I thank God he made me end up in TX. I have a good job, a good house, and a wholesome, small-town-bred Texan wife who "don't want no truck with them california hippies". (Actually, referring the the peace rally, above: My wife was interviewed for the local news and I have a VHS tape of her saying "I'm sorry, but sometimes peace is NOT the answer!". That's some Texas common sense right there!