Posted Mar 18, 2018, 11:58 PM
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San Francisco Is Suffering From The Excesses Of Its Own Liberalism
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By Erielle Davidson
MARCH 16, 2018
About two years ago, I moved to San Francisco from Manhattan . . . .
Within a few days of moving to San Francisco, I immediately noticed something I had not been accustomed to seeing in New York — a preponderance of glittering sidewalks. Every few blocks, it would not be uncommon to see shards of glass strewn across the pavement, and I quickly learned that my new city was notorious for car break-ins . . . . In 2017, San Francisco experienced 31,322 thefts from vehicles alone — that is, 85 thefts from vehicles per day — while an arrest was made in only 2 percent of reported break-ins. Most of the break-ins are attributed to organized gangs and often committed by those with prior felony convictions.
In addition to dangerous patches of broken glass, the sidewalks in San Francisco are often accompanied by truly staggering amounts of trash. I didn’t understand initially from where all this trash was originating, until I witnessed someone breaking open a public trash bin in order to sift through the items. Amongst the trash that lines the many sidewalks of San Francisco, there are often used needles and more than occasionally, human feces.
In November of 2017 alone, 6,211 needles were collected while via the 311 App (the “concerned citizen” reporting app set up by recently deceased San Francisco Mayor Ed Lee), 1,498 requests were made to clean up human feces. The public defecation problem has become so intolerable in San Francisco that private citizens have built an online map to track the concentrations of poop in the city, so that pedestrians may know to avoid certain areas.
And it’s not just poop. The overwhelming smell of urine on parts of Mission Street and Market Street would make your nose bleed. I recall the first time I rode BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit, San Francisco’s subway system) and was nearly knocked over by the sheer stench of the station . . . . In a dark twist of humor, the city has had to replace numerous different street poles due to urine eroding the foundation.
What drives a large part of the human waste issue is San Francisco’s homeless population. The homeless epidemic in San Francisco is tragic and frightening — in a 47-square mile city, we have around 7,500 homeless people, meaning there are approximately 160 homeless people per square mile. Unsurprisingly, it’s not uncommon to see frequented streets downtown blocked by what people dismally have coined “tent cities,” large enclaves of tents that homeless people have set up with little to no pushback from local authorities. What makes the homeless problem particularly alarming is that a variety of tents are often juxtaposed next to $4,000-per-month apartments . . . .
Over the course of the last two years, I’ve reached out to the cops about hearing gun shots on my street at least five to six times. I once came home from work to spot three fire trucks outside my house, after a fight had broken out next to my front door . . . .
About half a year after that, my next-door neighbor’s car was stolen off of our block. It was eventually recovered . . . we even found a crack pipe in the door of the driver’s side.
. . . is an occasional Chekhovian instance of laughter through tears. Just last month, a man attempted to break into my apartment around 3 a.m. . . . . the would-be robber left his small Chihuahua-Papillion mix behind, which I happily took for the night . . . darkly chuckling to myself that only San Francisco could produce such miserable absurdity . . . .
Bloated and inefficient spending (in 2016, the city spent $241 million on the homeless or about $32,000 per homeless person yet the situation as described persists), combined with a gross shortage of housing only worsened by rent-control antics and a fat city bureaucracy, has left a city in utter disrepair . . . .
People are yelling nonsense while wandering into the middle of the street, people are curled up sleeping on almost every block, people have their pants down and are publicly peeing, people simply have their pants down and aren’t peeing at all … The list goes on … My most harrowing encounter was walking to work at 9 a.m. on a sunny Saturday afternoon when a stranger (I don’t think he was homeless) was tailing me on the sidewalk and grabbed my butt at a red light . . . .
The astounding level of mismanagement and general deterioration of public decency will continue to plague the city until reasonable measures are taken to combat vagrancy, including harsher punishment of petty crime and the construction of more affordable housing. Similarly, until there is a greater deterrent for property crime, theft rates likely won’t decrease at any point soon . . . .
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http://thefederalist.com/2018/03/16/...wn-liberalism/
Pretty much all accurate--I've personally seen every type of incident described on a regular basis and agree with the author that the principle cause of much of it is an utter failure of government to temper its tolerance and admiration for diversity with a practical intolerance for sociopathy and an insistance that peoples' public behavior not degrade the quality of life for everyone else. In short, we need to enforce the laws pretty much already on the books about what you can and cannot do on city streets and sidewalks, and the local police, judges, juries and legislators need to agree its time to do it.
The typical San Franciscan response when people began stripping naked and bathing in a public fountain within direct site of City Hall: Turn off the water in the fountain and let it go dry so no one can enjoy it. Too much public peeing resulted in maybe the only open air "pissoirs" in North America (we can debate whether that's a good idea or a bad one but the alternative was to clean up existing public bathrooms and keep them clean). Why do people rummage through public trash cans strewing their contents everywhere? Because the city encourages "recycling" with generous payment for bottles, cans and so on (and if you ride public transit in the city you may find yourself sitting next to a person lugging a smelly sack of garbage-encrusted bottles/cans pulled from the garbage bins on his way to the recycling center).
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