These women, living in their million-dollar San Francisco condos with their purple and green streaked hair, most likely voted straight Democrat in every election. Most likely, during The Summer of Floyd, these women also wanted to defund the evil racist police and to have criminals, especially poor black criminals, not arrested or quickly freed (no bail) after being arrested. As a result of these women getting what they wanted, of what they voted for, they now have a third-world favela encampment outside their front door. Now these defund-the-police "liberals" are singing the blues because the cops aren't there to do their dirty, thankless, work when these BLM liberals need them.
I'd have thought that anyone with enough smarts to have one million dollars to spend on a condo would also be smart enough to know what would happen in a big city that's soft on crime, especially black crime. These bleeding-heart Leftists made their bed and now they can sleep in it. What bothers me most is that this jewel of an American city, a genuine world-class city, has been ruined by policy decisions made by incompetent officials.
What has happened to San Francisco, to America, is criminal. Thanks to Putin it looks like American politicians, or those that are pulling their strings, won't be destroying the entire planet as they have destroyed huge parts of the USA. That is unless the Neocons have a hissy-fit when the USA loses against Russia or China and they manage to thoroughly destroy the planet by taking the Pentagon into starting WWIII.
I used to love San Francisco and would stay there for a week, or sometimes even a month, after a late spring/summer/early fall work season in Alaska had come to an end. I'd hang out awhile before flying off to some far-flung corner of the world to begin another serious travel adventure. After the foreign travels ended, it was "Gay Bay" that I would return to from abroad to spend a few days before heading back to Alaska for another work season.
From my earlier memories of San Francisco in the 70s, to my favourite memories of San Francisco in the 80s and 90s, the city by the bay sure has gone down hill (one of the last few times I was in SF I saw a black guy leaned back against an ally's brick wall with pants around his ankles taking a dump), I now only visit a few choice parts of San Francisco during the day and get a motel for the night well out of town.
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These women, living in their million-dollar San Francisco condos with their purple and green streaked hair, most likely voted straight Democrat in every election. Most likely, during The Summer of Floyd, these women also wanted to defund the evil racist police and to have criminals, especially poor black criminals, not arrested or quickly freed (no bail) after being arrested. As a result of these women getting what they wanted, of what they voted for, they now have a third-world favela encampment outside their front door. Now these defund-the-police "liberals" are singing the blues because the cops aren't there to do their dirty, thankless, work when these BLM liberals need them.
I'd have thought that anyone with enough smarts to have one million dollars to spend on a condo would also be smart enough to know what would happen in a big city that's soft on crime, especially black crime. These bleeding-heart Leftists made their bed and now they can sleep in it. What bothers me most is that this jewel of an American city, a genuine world-class city, has been ruined by policy decisions made by incompetent officials.
What has happened to San Francisco, to America, is criminal. Thanks to Putin it looks like American politicians, or those that are pulling their strings, won't be destroying the entire planet as they have destroyed huge parts of the USA. That is unless the Neocons have a hissy-fit when the USA loses against Russia or China and they manage to thoroughly destroy the planet by taking the Pentagon into starting WWIII.
I used to love San Francisco and would stay there for a week, or sometimes even a month, after a late spring/summer/early fall work season in Alaska had come to an end. I'd hang out awhile before flying off to some far-flung corner of the world to begin another serious travel adventure. After the foreign travels ended, it was "Gay Bay" that I would return to from abroad to spend a few days before heading back to Alaska for another work season.
From my earlier memories of San Francisco in the 70s, to my favourite memories of San Francisco in the 80s and 90s, the city by the bay sure has gone down hill (one of the last few times I was in SF I saw a black guy leaned back against an ally's brick wall with pants around his ankles taking a dump), I now only visit a few choice parts of San Francisco during the day and get a motel for the night well out of town.
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