Guy Smith | November 4, 2010
What is the difference between the San Francisco Board of Supervisors and Al Qaeda?
This is a serious inquiry as I am beginning to see little daylight between the attitudes of either organization – merely a different set of priorities. One group is a fanatical tribe of overzealous control freaks who insist on subjugating everyone in [...]
Guy Smith | May 12, 2010
The pride parade sign read “Prostitutes, a San Francisco Tradition,” a statement slightly more obvious than a Powell Street panhandler’s cardboard claim of “I won’t lie, I’m going to buy booze with your dollar.”
Hustle is heartbeat in San Francisco, and sex workers are only one manifestation. From missionaries to social media millionaires, The City attracts [...]
Guy Smith | February 15, 2010
One of San Francisco’s endearing aspects is its unregulated goofiness. Just have a look at our Board of Supervisors.
Ignoring such institutionalized imbeciles, The City is rife with good natured fun. Granted, much of it involves naked people doing very personal things to one another, but often San Francisco silliness borders on Middle American. Such is [...]
Guy Smith | December 13, 2009
To the victor go the spoils, until such time as spoiled children set fire to the booty.
Like dysfunction siblings, San Francisco cannot be fully understood without occasionally examining near-by Berkeley, or as we locals commonly refer to the joint, Bizerkley. A volcanic center of free speech and psychedelic dissension in the 1960s, Berkeley has [...]
Guy Smith | September 27, 2009
After 144 years you would think it odd for a black man to be publicly roped and whipped in America.
Unless it is downtown San Francisco and the one wielding the whips is a lanky blonde in a leather body suit, wearing little else aside from a maniacal grin.
San Francisco is a city where fetishes are [...]
