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Natural and Unnatural Envelopment

It’s August in San Francisco and the fog has been unrelenting. If you live in the westernmost neighborhoods I doubt if you’ve seen sunshine for weeks. Here in the banana belt (the Mission) we have been socked in most of the past two weeks too, though late afternoons often give us a few hours of sweet sunshine before the howling, bitter cold fog wind comes roaring back over the hills, eventually swallowing even our bucolic urban tropicalia… It’s the best thing about San Francisco, and maybe the worst thing too… Fog, beautiful cool fog, the best built-in air conditioner one could hope for… but the same frigid grayness also makes the city’s streets weirdly desolate and cold most evenings during the summer.

A lot of us have to get away each summer, to soak up some real heat, to remember how to sweat in the humidity, and to feel like it was really summer! We went off to Montreal and the New England in late June, so that was enough for me to come home and feel deeply gratified by the fog. And it’s been intensely beautiful to watch it spill over Twin Peaks every afternoon and slowly meander towards us as the sun sets–every so often actually peaking through the layers of fog to illuminate a bright orange or purple streak of sunset above and behind it all (I suppose the East Bay hill dwellers are enjoying the beautiful sunsets over the cotton-covered San Francisco).

Fog envelopes us and it cools and calms. It also blocks the warmth and sunshine. I’ve been pondering for a while the role of air conditioning in destroying street life, the kind of daily existence where you had to go on to your front stairs to get respite from the stifling heat… but here in SF where it’s cool most of the time, it’s usually too cold to have anything like a real street life anyway. But I’ll be working that up into a more thoughtful essay one of these days.

Meanwhile, a less natural form of envelopment is all around us, and a whole new augmentation of it might be forthcoming soon. I speak of the tangled web of electronic waves engulfing our shared urban spaces. Yesterday’s interesting announcement came from the Mayor’s office, a plan being floated to provide free, citywide WiFi connectivity with free internet access.

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Seeing through technology

Misleading title? Probably… Spent another fun San Francisco weekend taking full advantage of local treats. Friday night happened upon a listing in the SF Bay Guardian for an interesting program called “Invisible Cities” and much to my surprise, it was at CounterPULSE! So we took it in, Tim Barsky and an amazing beat-boxer named Each and the third character, a lithe and charming female tap dancer whose name escapes me. A work-in-progress, part of Joe Landini’s Summer Performance Festival that’s going to be running at CounterPULSE every weekend in August. I’d say, check it out!

Earlier Friday afternoon I sat with my pal Jon Winston in the relatively obscure Franklin Square Park at Bryant and 16th, across from the former site of Seals Stadium, and he interviewed me for his Bikescape podcast. First one of those I’ve done… yet another radical democratization of broadcast technology. Now anyone can be a radio producer, and apparently millions are jumping on it… not too different than writing a column on a blog, and in the same way, how will anyone find you?

The bicycling fun continued on Saturday when Rai S. convened a perimeter ride around San Francisco, leaving from Tire Beach, a.k.a. Warm Water Cove. We spent intensive exploration time along the southern waterfront, seeing up close Heron Head Park, India Basin, Yosemite Creek and Candlestick State Rec Area, all with spectacular vistas of the bay and back towards the fog looming at the top of the hills. Here are some photos for you:

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The Machinery of Everyday Life?

First let me just urge you to enjoy yourself by going to Tom Flocco and reading his lovely press release.

But I wanted to post a quickie… I had a couple of great moments in modernity over the weekend that I forgot to mention in the last post. First I was bicycling down Folsom and looked at a blonde woman in her car going the other way at a stoplight. She was kissing her cellphone, I mean REALLY kissing it! I suppose she was sending some lucky someone her big fat lips, but really!… Is that romantic? Ouch!

Then I was at that nightmarish warehouse we know as Costco and standing in line with my two bottles of gin and suddenly everything stopped. The system crashed and all the checkout lines stopped. If you’ve ever been at any big box store, esp. on a weekend afternoon, imagine the curiously quiet and empty feeling as everyone stops. The line isn’t moving. The clerks are calling out to managers. They can’t sell the goods unless the scanners and cash registers are working and they’re all dependent on some master computer (ha ha). Managers are frantically phoning. No one is buying! (Can those of us who’ve been waiting in line just please take our things and go home? We’ve already paid with our time, after all!) I turned to the middle class white guy behind me (most of the San Francisco shoppers are Asian and Latinos, and mostly not first-language English speakers, so that was already anomalous) and mentioned how easy it is for the whole civilization to just suddenly grind to a halt, to which he merely grimaced. It felt cinematic. I was thrilled, grinning like an idiot. Two minutes later, sigh, it all started up again.

Tonight there was a community meeting to discuss how to calm and humanize Cesar Chavez Street. I was thrilled to find out that the other attendees were ready to get a lot more seriously radical than I would have imagined. In about 10 minutes of brainstorming, people of all ages called for taking back the streets, digging up the pavement and putting in green spaces, daylighting the creek, planting grapes to honor Cesar Chavez, and generally to completely alter our sense of San Francisco’s landscape… now that’s taking the machinery by the throat!