For years, Crocker Amazon was one of the most neglected parks in San Francisco, a large series of fields that put ballplayers somewhere between a hard rock and a marshy bog — depending on the season.
What a difference a little time, a lot of effort and a fair amount of cash can make. Read More
The proliferation of medical marijuana clubs in San Francisco has come with a price, particularly in neighborhoods such as the Lower Haight and the North Mission, which are glutted with them. The Board of Supervisors has done its best to ignore the problems — essentially telling law-enforcement agencies not to mess with cannabis dispensaries.
Recent events, however, underscore why The City needs to reconsider its “no look, no hands” policy. Read More
When San Francisco Supervisor Chris Daly gets a vision, it usually means it’s time to run for cover. And, sure enough, that’s what a majority of his colleagues did when he first erupted with his idea to turn the San Francisco Zoo into an “animal sanctuary” — his plan to capitalize on the tragic tiger mauling at the facility last Christmas. Read More
Going after Sarah Palin, who had favored the so-called “bridge to nowhere” before she turned against it, Barack Obama said you just can’t stand for things contrary to positions you once took, forgetting, I guess, that such is the heart of his campaign. Read More
For the simple reason that Mayor Gavin Newsom pulled the wrong trigger last week, San Francisco is about to embark on another needless national search for someone to run its city parks system.
Yet what Newsom really needs to find is a personnel manager, to help save him from himself. Read More
It took nearly two years for authorities in Berkeley to extricate its fragrant tree-huggers from their lofty heights on the UC campus, pretty much cementing the city’s place as the wackiest in the West. But wait — don’t count San Francisco out — it’s about to give Berkeley another run for its (streetwalking) money. Read More
Back in the Middle Ages, there was this mass madness that would descend on portions of the population every so often, causing men, women and children to writhe and flip in the air, foam at the mouth, laugh maniacally and scream hallucinatory blather until finally collapsing from exhaustion or death. Read More
When my father died three years ago, I tried to explain to those assembled at his funeral how it was that a man so physically strong for more than 85 years could wither away so rapidly.
The car industry — in which my father worked for more than 40 years selling Oldsmobiles — provided the answer. General Motors had recently announced that they would no longer manufacture that car division. Read More
The Pranksters seemed a lot merrier in the Day-Glo hues of the ’60s, but even 40 years after it was published, “The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test” remains arguably the best book about the drug-drenched period and the clearest snapshot of San Francisco’s emergence as the cradle of hippiedom. Read More
It wasn’t exactly the Summer of Love remix, but San Francisco got a taste of its past recently and it shouldn’t be a hard act to follow.That is, if The City can cope with its cranky, grumbling ways. Read More