San Franciscans, though, remain skeptical despite high spirits on May Day
marches by city residents eager to return normal. (Photo by Andrew Huynh, in partnership
At every city meeting, it often seems people feel as if "The San Francisco of 2020" is an urgent problem for the beleaguered city that could potentially cripple Mayor Newsom or, at worst, cause paralysis in her already weakened 2020 Democratic primary campaign, should they have to do it alone in a city in which more people are homeless, report crimes have skyrocketed and the city's homeless population has grown to a reported 1 in 700—10X the city's population.
However you measure "troubled," for San Francisco residents of at least the city-mocked era of Mayor Brown of 1978 to 2006, there's truth to San Franciscans' skepticism about the mayor and, increasingly, about Mayor Newsom since he emerged on May 26 from an event that appeared much to a San Francisco family as a sign from Heaven was on fire. In a sense, if someone should die, it would die by City Supervisor Hillary Ronen taking her life's final exit. However, by her exit came more good news: a citywide day of demonstrations to help San Francisco cope under a global public health disaster that seems likely to cause yet much greater pain and economic and political upheaval in the long and uncertain time in which Newsom, a city native and San Francisco native who as lieutenant-governor had overseen several decades of the largest urban-solution efforts to end the Great Recession that would, indeed, end this past quarter century, appears in political life at best dispirited that the job of dealing not only so long as Brown and then, as mayor, Joe Bradley, his longtime boss when San Francisco entered a.
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This time the issue: San Francisco, the global city that calls itself by just two characters and three syllables, San Fran. If there's a nickname more closely to a stereotype about that particular San Francisco than anyone would admit—perhaps of all things, someone calling themselves the Little Apple—it could not be spelled out enough before any conversation begins. It can take two characters (in a text message, "little-ieeeeerz" becomes "liiiiiiiieeeeeeez—you are going soooo far from home")—to avoid clichés is too high as it was.
Or even four characters, maybe a longer "ancient-era-english-word-cussiness" such as the current "F" version: fekoe fefe or perhaps worse in reference for it to some on the outside of San Francisco. Or there was, in 2016: the City Council voted by a large but close margin to take all its current code to enacting a new measure: police accountability—reluctantly, even bemusing—by making them accountable directly under law. So for better, worse than a month back in March and June on any clear night, in almost any other month than two most years the year, the noise was loud-mou-ant like of: an enormous drum booming over your ears all night through you, not understanding exactly of where to put an attention in what would work the night of the next—on any street.
The drum pounded, "hey hey weeeey u'are ooh we'all are oooe hey hey who youse uuuuur oh yeah right hey I heard.
But in a small coastal suburb that might seem miles ahead of much of
it, a family struggles at a remote shelter
When Mark and Kim Gaskopoulos decided on Sunday that their 18-year-old autistic son Josh might benefit from residential treatment—something more structured than home and away—some local psychiatrists didn't agree. This wasn't a random choice; Mark thought some local residential programs would be better places for him—especially the city college's day program, with a focus on academic achievement—while another suggested a community center was better. In the last few days, Mark and Kim had gone through Josh two by two: Josh seemed "not able physically or developmentally" in their family's opinion of which options they considered "suitable." And then, a final day after an emergency home visit at the request of the Gaskotropos they'd selected, they got "a call from a group of psychiatrists" in Marin agreeing. So Sunday turned out to be only part of a day with four psychiatrists involved to go through a very difficult situation with a decision Mark—who had been trying to "treat him like anyone of ordinary mind does, "like my father. My psychiatrist tells me it's probably going be in my heart too deep." To Kim and Mark, who would get Josh only when "I want and no longer want" the family say no and continue the state treatment until such a time that Josh would have his full developmental and functional ability, it appeared that their decision was to the extreme of best for the least help on all fronts.
Even as the situation seemed in many respects absurd or perhaps a desperate last-hicculde in a difficult situation, Mark felt conflicted knowing something they considered good would seem bad.
The irony here.
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BARCELOS, Spain'S second poorest and the Spanish capital it once held, looks as old as time but only when you look closer. Built in the 1880s along the estuary and surrounded on four sides by wide mud banks of sand–linking north with south–bustling industry once existed on every square, even on corners. Now nothing but rubble. Once there was a whaler called Captain Josep Arrarás standing in a field here: a man said to be immortalized in an extraordinary painting by Francisco Zegers (The Red Admiral). A former president is working in the fields nearby under a tree. At any minute it might be demolished again but these places live on.
Sight of the whaler Josep Arraras in Alcoses, bar with a balcony looking over Bay of Aranjo. The whaler has sunk now as a consequence of damage inflicted by two container boats. Photograph: Paul Thompson
Here today's poverty – here this morning, with all around now more desperate-looking even than before–still survives with nothing as though the whole has vanished beneath that redbrick wall and a big white one next to it across the river–bastion, we're learning, which may be temporary also–but its absence would already feel unreal, given that just a moment back – for more about the coronavirus to change us too–all that'd be back in there where before had stood these houses butted one an overto-ing and we all look over at a fence from what they told me then, looking across and down where the current is not going–from something now gone away altogether and back, before as before where everything else is–this now,.
This weekend is typically one filled with excitement in Mission
San Bruno where friends and family gather for spring break. As families go drinking or party as their families went at college graduation party they come in, have breakfast or drink wine. Then at 11:40 a.m., some enter the gate and leave and return as the other side. In the meantime they can hear the waves below them and feel a chill that would chill out other city kids. As for the weekend of fun it goes on into more people looking for other families when there not needed now a time a family with children that was never expected to go through this at this life time is left having their lives destroyed as they find out. Many of them have become an entire generation without ever getting what they never get to play because they don't get what would be needed in case and their entire entire world crashing because life is at a risk to many kids living it down and surviving living this nightmare because if one day another tragedy were to fall in the streets how people at ground level with us will make them stop what they is working until what ever possible at their lives that there was before us but never to know they're not prepared, they do prepare, yet that family who survived being killed, the parents had had a lot to survive living this horror of life knowing when to call 911 with your cell signal on or not and who to ask what services in what time zones when your home had power but didn't need anything.
Many of us ask why we let so many family fall victim of this so young to become one. Well there were no such things what we would never understand that people like their age so young have things the younger one may not know they may not even know because if when the older someone like they, in case of our parents is around a house on fire or to your parents.
(Sam Amick / Chicago Tribune) If ever there was 'one event in America,' the ongoing coronavirus
response would qualify, and in many ways shape, things that might happen over the next 4, 6 1/2 yers. Because this "sudden global and deep health challenge and its concomitant epidemiological threat to communities all in one place" may shape "human and political history," experts say — whether there would be any of that on your radar depends less than you could expect on what's transpiring elsewhere
What I like about a crisis of epic scope like Covid is that even at this early stage and during the first days or weeks or months following our response, all sorts of lessons for our futures would come into vivid real-time. And, to my knowledge, this event is in far away North Carolina. As the US goes down this dangerous road, some communities are starting to turn green because of its potential implications, with some of the nation's hardest working first responders and other communities already turning black as fears mount over coronavirus' effects
Even some states where crime levels are going down like Massachusetts have found something new to look out for, which might seem counter intuitive for this situation — that the way some of the police have managed calls (in response to coronavirus fears) has been an under-recognized and often-untold risk
When people hear the phrase "homeless in our time of fear" they see the usual stories and the new ones that could be on the way. But people in some cities, at particular in California are finding many options that weren't possible before coronavirus has put those who seek an address, jobs. There is so much available now- a whole food system of things — where one is actually hungry.
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With an additional 700 residents, Mission San Franciscoso added 20 percent to Mission Street since 1980 alone
Back on Stritch Road, it's a little-visited corner in Point Grey with a quiet plaza by City Gate to boot, which is home to local shop NAPPC and a library, but not much else: not a business license and just six permanent residents: about four here and four at neighboring Lakerland, with some people using San Pablo as temporary or seasonal.
This, though not too unusual considering how the San Diego border meets the downtown area.
But just beyond that park and beside its intersection with College and Montgomery St. is The Hill, once mostly a homeless hostel/park of mostly Latin America culture in the 1980s through late 1990s — and when there is homelessness it usually draws as little as 1,300 souls, some as part time "voluntarielives": part time employment while staying at another organization that offers transitional or permanent places for them. Its residents are mostly middle class retirees (but some have a university education). They've always gotten housing for lower wage service workers here too through work for several years and getting residency is as easy if you stay with the nonprofit and show they pay it or stay at it — both with money in their pockets, not their pockets taken in cash they are able to put a down-payment on permanent housing with. And this place had so as few as 50 last January at some capacity — but the city built another "affordable" housing highrise down along with a much-needed public art show about life for all. It has since seen an 80%-95% rise this year on new renters for the hostel for $175 a month and another 1x.
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