Casting a Net into Local Waters
Fishing in Northern California during simpler times: The night smelt Peter Jamison referred to are [also] called whitebait and were caught and sold all over the Bay Area in the '60s and '70s, when I worked in the wholesale fish business [“Go Fish,” Feature, 4/20]. Just pull off their little heads and their intestines come out in one fell swoop! Deep-fried, they are like eating french fries. We used to ask our girlfriends if they wanted to go watch the grunion run. We would take them to the beach and make out. Simpler times for sure!
S.F. Pedestrians vs. Vehicles
SFPD needs to step up to the challenge of protecting pedestrians: “'The verbal abuse that comes with issuing a citation, that's often ignored,' [police Capt. Denis O'Leary] says. 'You give somebody a ticket, and you get a hard time.”' [“Momentum Shift,” Matt Smith, Column, 4/20.]
Paying property taxes is the most annoying thing I do twice each year, knowing that so much of my hard-earned money goes into the pockets of the SFPD, who manage to find every excuse to not do their jobs. When they don't do their jobs, they remain safe; they avoid “a hard time,” and that means that San Franciscans bear the brunt of urban violence.
The SFPD needs to have it forced into their organizational DNA that a rogue motorist's automobile is the equivalent to a brandished handgun and act accordingly. The work plan of the SFPD as pertains to enforcing traffic laws needs to be determined by the Department of Public Health. In offenses enforced and in location of enforcement, the cops have proven themselves resistant to anything but taking the path of least resistance.
Sometimes it is the pedestrian's fault: Thank you for Matt Smith's article. As a pedestrian who used to drive and now uses public transportation and my two legs to get around, I have become more observant of [other] pedestrians.
There are more and more pedestrian accidents because they do not stop at the crosswalks and wait for the light! I tell more and more fellow walkers to please wait for the light, or say to them that's a good way to get yourself killed — and they keep right on walking across the street against the light in the face of oncoming traffic and ignore me. The public needs to be educated and fined whenever necessary! Only then will pedestrian deaths drop.
Pity the motorist who hits a pedestrian who is in traffic illegally. The slogan that pedestrians have the right of way doesn't apply. The pedestrian should pay all the motorist's expenses, etc. [in these cases] because the pedestrian was at fault. Maybe then people will stop at the red light and only cross the street on the green light. Maybe Smith should write a follow-up report from the pedestrian's point of view. Thanks again.
Charles Sears II
Best of Three
S.F. reviewers cover Leopold's, but SF Weekly provides most substance: [Jonathan Kauffman is] one of three restaurant critics to review Leopold's this week [“Soaking Up Austria,” Eat, 4/20]. Patricia Unterman of the Examiner and Michael Bauer from the Chronicle are the other two. Read all three reviews, and you'll see why Kauffman is the best restaurant reviewer in Northern California.
Unterman's review is decent (as usual), Bauer's is atrocious (as usual), and Kauffman's is pure genius. His review is perfectly objective, I learned something new (as usual), and it was fun to read, to boot (no pun intended).
I absolutely adore Kauffman's reviews. He has such a gift for writing about food, and he never disappoints. Now if only the Chronicle would give Bauer the boot. (Again, no pun intended.) Keep 'em comin'!
Revisiting the Double Dip
Agreeing with the “enemy”: As a cop with 15 years' service, most in the Tenderloin, I gotta say this is a pretty good article [“Double Drain,” Joe Eskenazi, feature, 4/13]. I read this leftist BS rag because a person must know his enemy. This article, however, seems fair and lets the readers decide what they think about SFPD staffing, and only has a bit of bias. Nice work, SF Weekly, and no, I'm not eligible for DROP.
Blog Comment of the Week
In response to Dave Chappelle's growing list of shows in San Francisco: I saw Dave Chappelle last night at Cobb's and was disappointed to say the least [“Dave Chappelle Won't Quit — He Schedules Two More Shows for Tuesday,” Keith Bowers, the Exhibitionist, 4/18]. Though I read some mixed reviews on Live Nation, I told myself, “Come on, it's Chappelle,” then popped for the $70 ticket.
Once he walked onstage I thought all my worries were out the window, but after a few quick openers that everyone laughed at just because of his voice, Chappelle really started to falter. He brought very little energy and let obnoxious drunk audience members dictate his jokes and the pace of the show. All along I wanted to hear a solid chunk of pure Chappelle material, but he kept playing off what the audience had to say (which was never funny or insightful).
What really got to me was that Chappelle clearly knows he's a different act now and probably even knows his material isn't what it used to be. Yet he continues to force these shows as if he really just needs the money.
I don't mean to harp too hard on the guy — his show and even his earlier standup was about the best comedy of a generation. But it appears that time is over, and seeing him now is a little bit depressing.