Open Thread

You know how, every holiday season, there’s that one weekend that is the busiest weekend of the whole year?  That’s my weekend.  We attended a show last night in the City, my son has a concert today in the City, we have a business dinner tonight on the Peninsula, tomorrow my son has another performance in the East Bay, and in the afternoon we have the pleasure of attending a friend’s open house (in Marin, thankfully).  Since about 3 p.m. yesterday afternoon, I haven’t had a minute to string a thought together.  All of these activities are nice — some, indeed, are very nice — but they stifle coherent thought.

The one thing that I can tell you have spending more time than I want in San Francisco (Thursday, Friday and Saturday), is that it has gone from being a nice, mostly working class city, to a City that is half anarchic, and half overregulated.  It is also a perfect example of liberal fascism at work:  law abiding citizens are regulated to death, to the point where one City block may have 8 or 10 parking signs, all spelling out different — and sometimes conflicting — information.  Meanwhile, the City supervisors refuse to allow police to pick up illegal aliens (some of whom are killers), contemplates “public sex tents” in the street, and generally allows complete license to the homeless and debauched.  I grew up in a liveable City.  It is now the worst of both worlds, thanks to the lust for governance that guides liberals, along with their passionate leniency for behaviors that are destructive and morally reprehensible.