By Erin Sherbert
By Erin Sherbert
By Leif Haven
By Erin Sherbert
By Chris Roberts
By Kate Conger
By Brian Rinker
By Rachel Swan
The "No Groping" Sign Has Been Turned On
Not okay at any age: Jackson Senyonga thought she [the alleged victim] was 21 or 22 ["Predators Are Free to Move About the Cabin," Ashley Harrell, Feature, 7/15]? So his excuse is that if you're on a plane with a 21- or 22-year-old woman sleeping next to you and she has big breasts, it's perfectly okay to start rubbing her stomach, ignore her pushing your hand away, and stick your hand in her pants?
This doesn't have anything to do with this man being a "Christian," which he obviously isn't. It's about old men who grope people against their will. Leaving this man in charge of an orphanage is just sick.
With apologies to Portlanders: This article ["For Entertainment Purposes Only," Peter Jamison, Feature, 7/8], at its heart, concerns how the city deals with art and culture — but the voice of the people who create, participate in, and enjoy this culture was completely absent. Most live music clubs, many dance clubs and festivals, and, yes, even a couple of gentlemen's clubs (isn't there even a state historical society plaque on one?), are bona fide San Franciscan art and culture, as crucial to the city's renown as our museums and natural beauty. I believe without this essential culture, the public would quickly find they no longer live in San Francisco, World-Class City, and instead live in Portland with somewhat nicer weather.
We do not wish to live in Portland, or a suburb, or a Northern California version of San Diego. We, the unvoiced in this article, wish to live in San Francisco: a fun, edgy, and, yes, relatively safe and "nice" city to live in. A place with a long, fabled history of specializing in a particular type of abandon, the kind you can live with in the morning. The kind that lets you say, "I was there in San Francisco when It happened." Where is this voice? SF Weekly should hear us before passing judgment on how powers that have such dramatic suppressive or invigorating impact on our lives and culture are arrayed.
Cut that racket (and cronyism) out: Thanks for exposing the unchecked corruption of the S.F. Entertainment Commission. While it's unsurprising to see an industry shill like Mark Rennie race to the defense of his cronies [Letters, July 15], your readers should know that Peter Jamison's story was a well-researched and fair assessment of a serious problem that's been plaguing city neighborhoods for years.
The article didn't mention my specific neighborhood, the northeast industrial Mission, but I can attest to the exact same problems with violent club patrons here as well. Every Friday and Saturday from 10 p.m. to as late as 4 a.m., my neighbors and I are subjected to an onslaught of bridge-and-tunnel gangstas who use our neighborhood as their parking lot while they get drunk in the clubs. Club security is a joke, turning a blind eye to the sideshows, public urination, and fights in the blocks surrounding where we live. At 2 a.m., when the clubs close, the streets fill with loud, drunk, violent creeps who gather at their cars to take the afterparty to the street.
Rennie's suggestion that our goal is to create a sanitized, Walnut Creek–like suburb is complete and utter B.S. My building is part of a vibrant mixed-use arts area. It's filled with artists and performers who love music, entertainment, and fun. We're just sick of the beatings, shootings, and vandalism, and generally fear for our safety in our own backyard — all in the name of a fast buck for Rennie's pals. We have a right to be safe in our neighborhoods. It's the city's responsibility to enforce its codes and laws.
We've met with the police and found them to be wholly professional and sympathetic, but overwhelmed by the scope of the problem. We've met with the Entertainment Commissioners and been dealt empty promises and bureaucratic excuses for inaction. As Jamison's article so clearly illustrates, rampant conflicts of interest built into the commission structure are the root cause of its complete ineffectiveness in achieving meaningful club regulation. This must change.
David Chiu's proposed amendments look like a good start, but the change needs to go much deeper. It's time for San Franciscans to demand an end to the corruption and cronyism that defines the Entertainment Commission in its current form. It needs to be disbanded and replaced with a new body that includes a representative balance of neighborhood and law enforcement voices.