Tess F. Stevens
After the sun goes down in San Francisco, Karl the Fog is King. His billowing presence sets a mood in the City by the Bay, one that lurks over every person and every footstep that hits its streets.
Fog races behind me as I hurdle over the Bay Bridge, a car full of belongings clanking around behind the driver’s seat of my 2015 Kia Soul, a car which has the capacity of a small SUV and the length of a sedan.
If you are in need of a soundtrack to gray days in San Francisco, employ equally gloomy British rock bands — Babyshambles, Suede, The Smiths — they embody the silent torture of hazy rolling fog. The bands and the fog are doubtful and mysterious, cloaked in sorrow that comes from
While riding BART in the early am of a Monday like any other, Facebook served me an article entitled “Feeling Strapped on a $400,000 income? That’s the Bay Area.”I stared at my tiny computer in my palm in disbelief but not with a sense of surprise. People always complain here, and of course, they have a right to. I thought I’d be met with another person complaining about home prices and the cost of living and much more, and I was right.
The saga of the Muni commute doesn’t end when you get off and head to your destination. This public transit system has deep-seeded issues that stem from money mismanagement, bureaucratic nonsense, and a distinct attitude of smugness.
Nobody watches the Grammys anymore right? Television is dead. Music is deader, and anything relevant is on Reddit, right? I found myself watching a real television in a real house with my boyfriend and his parents on Grammy night 2019. As a child, I dreamed of being a rock and
What if you could live like one of those famous Instagram celebrities for a couple weekends in the Bahamas. For a few thousand dollars — would you? What’s a few thousand dollars in the eyes of all those envious followers and potential fans online?
San Francisco’s self-care obsession is just another thing that makes its residents feel like they can’t catch their breath. As if rising rent costs, skyrocketing crime rates, political turmoil and the ongoing tragedy of the homeless crisis weren’t enough. Even though the goals of self-care are to relax and enjoy life, the path is now a rabid, stressful competition to get the most likes on Instagram.