Local Poverty and Resistance
Saw this cat named Terry on the bus the other day. Some guys are like a breath of fresh air. Not Terry. He’s a breath of cologne. I don’t wear cologne but there’s something about Terry’s cologne. It’s a subtle scent that doesn’t overpower you. You just know it’s there. He wears these velvet jogging suits that are smooth and loose. That’s Terry, smooth and loose.
“The police have issued over 12 citations to us in this month alone, just for parking on this empty Bayview street overnight. We are not sure where else to go,” explained Janize El, a slight, weary-eyed mother of three who lives in her van with her children and parks in the Bayview Hunters Point neighborhood close to where she used to be housed.
“We have no more rooms available!” The motel clerk’s voice was steel-like, hitting a crescendo of disgust with the “n” of her “no.” My stomach muscles contracted, holding a breath that had nowhere to go as I stood with now houseless, disabled African descendent elder and foreclosure victim Kathy Galves, 67.
(Editor's note: This article is reprinted from the November issue of the San Francisco Street Sheet, courtesy Bob Offer Westort. Photo taken by Golden Gate X Press)
After more than a week of counting, the final vote was tallied a little before 7:30 p.m. on November 15: Measure S—a proposed law that would have made it a crime to sit on the sidewalk—had failed. The sitting prohibition lost by 4.6%—a greater margin than Barack Obama’s reelection.