To avoid bagging on techies, newcomers or folks trying to make money, this story pushes the question of: What are our shared values as tenants of this glorious city?
There was a clear identity when I moved here in 2001. And of course, the culture of SF changed many times before I got here and will continue to change. I’m excited to be here during this transformation, and remain hopeful despite what was and what currently seems to be.
San Francisco was once a place of neighborly feel, filled with strangers saying hello, helping each other, colorful people who would share their love of life with just about anyone. Today our streets are filled with rigid, close minded, cowardice.
Nothing is permanent. I remain hopeful.