San Francisco’s Forgotten Cemeteries, A Buried History by Beth Winegarner is the historical account of one city’s failure to their dead. As a kid growing up in San Francisco, I remember hearing various stories from my grandparents about the cemeteries and their demises. Bodies being moved from one end to

And just like that, drag queens saved my life. Not that my life was in danger, besides the general impending doom that exists in the world today around queer and trans people. What I mean to say is, last night drag performers made me full-body cackle for two hours straight and it was the purest joy I have experienced in a long time.

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

COYOTE (Call Off Your Tired Old Ethics) was founded in San Francisco in 1973 by Margo St. James, a sex worker, who also co-founded St. James Infirmary Clinic in the Tenderloin. COYOTE’s main goals were decriminalization (as opposed to legalization) of sex work, pimping, and pandering, as well as the elimination of social stigma concerning sex work as an occupation. Its work is considered part of the larger sex worker movement for legal and human rights.

On February 9, 1950, the San Francisco Examiner reported on what appeared to be a “flying ice cream cone” over the Alameda Naval Air Station. From different parts of the station, at least five civilians and two officers reported seeing a large vapor substance traveling at a high speed across the station, heading south. It was shaped like an ice cream cone.

Penny giggled while acting out her crime for the police and various journalists. The fashionably dressed, gun-chewing teenager was a goldmine and the media ran with it.

All she wanted was to have her play, Up Your Ass, produced by Andy Warhol. Instead, she was offered $25 to play a role in one of his own films, I, a Man. It could have been one of his most boundary pushing projects, had he been bold enough to

It has been over 100 years since anyone was buried in San Francisco. In 1902, it became illegal to bury new bodies in the city, and by 1921, bodies were being moved to new land in Colma. By 1941 nearly all the cemeteries were gone, and largely forgotten.