Hat tip Hardscrabble Farmer
Open letter to SF Mayor Ed Lee and Greg Suhr (police chief)
I am writing today, to voice my concern and outrage over the increasing homeless and drug problem that the city is faced with. I’ve been living in SF for over three years, and without a doubt it is the worst it has ever been. Every day, on my way to, and from work, I see people sprawled across the sidewalk, tent cities, human feces, and the faces of addiction. The city is becoming a shanty town… Worst of all, it is unsafe.
This holiday weekend, I had my parents in town from Santa Barbara and relatives from Denver and Rochester New York. Unfortunately, there was three separate incidents and countless times that we were approached for money and harassed.
The first incident involved a homeless drunken man in the morning coming up to their car and leaning up against it. Another bystander got frustrated with the drunken man, and they got into a heated pushing and shoving altercation.
The second incident occurred as we were leaving Tadich Grill in the financial district. A distraught, and high person was right in front of the restaurant, yelling, screaming, yelling about cocaine, and even, attempted to pull his pants down and show his genitals.
Finally, last night Valentines, I was at Kabuki Theater inside watching a movie. About two hours into the film, a man stumbled in the front door. He proceeded to walk into the theater, down the aisle to the front, wobbled toward the emergency door, opened it, and then took his shirt off and laid down. He then came back into the theater shielding his eyes from the running projector. My girlfriend was terrified and myself and many people ran out of the theater.
What are you going to do to address this problem? The residents of this amazing city no longer feel safe. I know people are frustrated about gentrification happening in the city, but the reality is, we live in a free market society. The wealthy working people have earned their right to live in the city. They went out, got an education, work hard, and earned it. I shouldn’t have to worry about being accosted. I shouldn’t have to see the pain, struggle, and despair of homeless people to and from my way to work every day. I want my parents when they come visit to have a great experience, and enjoy this special place.
I am telling you, there is going to be a revolution. People on both sides are frustrated, and you can sense the anger. The city needs to tackle this problem head on, it can no longer ignore it and let people do whatever they want in the city. I don’t have a magic solution… It is a very difficult and complex situation, but somehow during Super Bowl, almost all of the homeless and riff raff[1] seem to up and vanish. I’m willing to bet that was not a coincidence. Money and political pressure can make change. So it is time to start making progress, or we as citizens will make a change in leadership and elect new officials who can.
Democracy is not the last stop in politics. In-fact, the order of progression according to Socrates via Plato in the Republic goes: timocracy, oligarchy, democracy, and finally tyranny. Socrates argues that a society will decay and pass through each government in succession, eventually becoming a tyranny.
“The greater my city, the greater the individual.”
[1] I want to apologize for using the term riff raff. It was insensitive and counterproductive.
Justin Keller
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STUCKY –Just a few observations and impressions and suggestions on sale of your house.
The hall going out of the dining room area— the carpet has noticeable ware patterns showing it’s a high traffic area—– replace that carpet, carpet is cheap.
Kitchen— phone power cord from the transformer/power supply to the phone on the left side of the window—Looks like SHIT! ——plug it into the top outlet and tuck/attach the cord to the bottom of the cabinet at the top of the back splash. Hide as much of the cord as you can.
If you have under cabinet lights turn those on when showing the house.—if you don’t have them, look into installing some.
The office area with the low back chair —-There are power cords showing – I hate fucking cords showing!!!—There is a power supply laying on the floor for Christ sake!! There is a print out, some saying, attached to the wall above the desk on the left—take it down. Clean up, organize the desk better. It looks a hundred times better than my desk but I’m not trying to sell my house. There is a picture (your son maybe) on the middle shelf– put it away, there should be no personal photos out.
Yellow bedroom — another phone cord laying across the floor — That shit just drives me nuts!! And it might be having the same effect of some of your buyers.
Master bedroom – Holly fucking power cords AGAIN!!!! And then a Power strip for added annoyance.
Why are the curtains hanging crooked? As if someone pulled them to the side and didn’t bother to get them back into place. Carpet shows ware pattern coming into the room. -replace-
Basement —- reclining chair – Fucking power cords AGAIN!!!!
It’s obvious Whose office is down stairs. (the nice looking one) Ha.
Over all your place looks very nice, carpet down stairs looks good.
ASIG
Thanks for the suggestions. Some good info there. Will show them to Ms Freud in the morning.
The carpeting is one year old. There is no wear. I think it’s the lighting/camera playing tricks.
Actully, those are BOTH Ms Freud’s offices. Downstairs is for client sessions. Upstairs is where is does all her billings and other stuff. She IS a paper hoarder.
I’ve been wanting to paint that yellow room a neutral color. I just might do that soon.
Yeah, I heard about that “no personal photos” stuff from others. You wanna know what I think about that? “FUCK OFF!! I LIVE HERE!!” … pretty much what I told one realtor. I told someone else, more or less, “If you want to buy a museum, go to a fucking museum, and not a home where people LIVE.” I think this why Ms Freud doesn’t want me in the house when we have a showing.
“Yeah, I heard about that “no personal photos” stuff from others. You wanna know what I think about that? “FUCK OFF!! I LIVE HERE!!” … pretty much what I told one realtor. I told someone else, more or less, “If you want to buy a museum, go to a fucking museum, and not a home where people LIVE.” I think this why Ms Freud doesn’t want me in the house when we have a showing.”
LMAO- Yeah I know,,, But consider what’s more important –Comfort/Discomfort– or bite the bullet, put yourself out for a short time and do everything you can to get the place sold. What’s most important?
Stucky,
My brilliant sister-in-law and her former spouse sold their house in a neighborhood which she called “Munchkinland” by having nice easy stuff baking in the oven, like banana bread and cinnamon rolls. Sub-sensory/liminal advertising. People walked in the door and felt like they were home.
Gryf, it’s called febreeze.
Asig, it’s called comfort.
Stucky, it’s called Aint going nowhere.
My son-in-law takes me to a wine shop in Jerome, tells me all about how it’s owned by the lead singer for Tool. I wondered who the fuck? Now I know.
I recall a story of a white family living in a van in needle park, they sent the kids to school every day and made the best of a small disability check. Some bitches needs to learn to say no, the cooch is closed for repairs.