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The Pleasures and Pains of Having a Dog in San Francisco
One of the many weird things about San Francisco is that even though it’s not a particularly dog friendly city there are still more dogs here than children.
San Francisco is the City Where you Can’t….
The story goes that, the day after breaking ground for the 1915 Panama-Pacific Exposition, President William H. Taft, the last of our exquisitely mustachioed Commander-in-Chiefs, toasted San Francisco as “The City that Knows How.” It had been less than a decade since the Great Conflagration had burned most of The City to the ground, and President Taft was in awe at the incredible speed at which San Francisco had managed to rebuild.
Note to Tech Industry: Try Asking “Should We do This?”
The tech ideal of “move fast and break things” is cute until really important things, like access to housing, healthcare and a job, are broken.
Seriously, Stop Putting TVs in Your Restaurants
The trend of playing “SportsCenter” on nearly every public TV in the nation is one of the great scourges of our time.
Love in the Time of Housing Crisis
San Francisco is a wonderful place to fall in love. Sure, Paris might be the “City of Love,” but anyone who calls it that has never walked up Columbus Avenue, arm in arm with their sweetheart, as Coit Tower winked at them from above.
Your Spirituality is Bullsh*t
A few years ago I was invited to a dinner party in San Francisco by a guy I’d known growing up in San Diego. I hadn’t seen him in years, but the last time we’d hung out, he was completely wrapped up in the party promoting/bottle service scene in SD. During the time in between he’d apparently left that life to find greater purpose and follow a more spiritual path.
Stop Looking for Reasons to be Offended
This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the San Francisco Examiner. I’ve been doing this whole Broke-Ass Stuart thing for 13-and-a-half years. If my brand were a Jewish boy, his bar mitzvah would’ve been last summer. And I’m sure he would’ve done marvelously at his Torah portion. Thirteen
Maybe We Need to Rebrand Socialism
This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the San Francisco Examiner. I’m a Democratic Socialist. I know some of you just sneered reading that sentence, which is totally justifiable because I’m sure you’re a billionaire and Democratic socialists want to raise your taxes. Oh, you’re not? Well, surely,
