This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column in the SF Examiner It’s Fogust here in San Francisco. Our Great Grey Dame can even be seen sashaying through the Mission District, leaning gently into the husks of burnt buildings as if she’s peering in with sadness. The downtown skyscrapers, those
This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the SF Examiner. She was standing on the BART turnstile at the Civic Center station with an American flag scarf tied around her waist, yelling “Fuck Obama” and laughing from a mouth only half-full of teeth. All I could think was,
On Monday, I was interviewed by someone from BBC Mundo, the Spanish-language arm of the BBC. The main question the reporter had was, “Do you think many people in San Francisco would rather have a less successful tech industry in exchange for having a more affordable city?”
You can’t spell San Francisco without a few exes. From the person you had a one-night stand with six years ago, to the one who suddenly stopped texting you after dating for a couple months, to the person you loved so completely that it nearly broke you: Running into people you’ve been involved with is an inevitability.
This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column in the SF Examiner. I wrote it the morning after the election. I still feel that the Democratic party is sabotaging itself by not taking hard left populist turn. As I write this, it is a beautiful day in San Francisco. It’s in the
This piece originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the SF Examiner. There is a certain poetry in the fact that just after the metaphorical gangbang that is Dreamforce, we get the literal one that is Folsom Street Fair. Dreamforce brings in thousands of out-of-towners, ties up downtown traffic
Hello dear readers in broke-itude! Well, it’s been a busy week here at BAS and even more so for our esteemed Editor-In-Cheap, as he sallies forth on the campaign trail. Stuart’s article in last Wednesday’s Examiner, in particular, elicited an overwhelming response in regards to our city’s lack of urgency