After 99 years, the Tenderloin YMCA will close today. A new Y is on the docket within the next few years, and the current building is slated to become low income housing. While we look forward to the changes, we’ll miss all the Y had to offer. Thanks for providing nearly a century of service to the neighborhood!
Longtime political activist and Local Good Guy Nathan Purkiss wore the tips off his fingers recently, as he typed up a history of the Alice B. Toklas LGBT club. Lots of good information, pictures, and stories can be found within – Nathan did a great job on this. Whether you’re a student of San Francisco politics in general, or gay politics in particular, it’s an important read.
Even though tattoo artists look tough, can withstand pain, and they know people in biker gangs, the City is raising their annual fees by about twelve times. Oh dear – the City is going to get taken out behind the gym at lunch and is gonna get WHUPPED, unless the City gets a new, big friend.
The San Francisco Public Library’s recent amnesty program resulted in some pretty interesting excuses for not returning local library books on time. Some guy even claims that his fell into the Hudson River after he landed a plane there. Imagine that!
The draft Japantown Better Neighborhood Plan gets some airtime during a Board of Supervisors Budget Committee hearing. Of course, Supervisor Ross Mirkarimi kills our buzz with a reminder that there’s not a lot of excess cash lying around to make these sorts of things come to fruition. Spoilsport.
The Examiner explores a new pilot program between the SFPD, merchants, and community members to make neighborhoods safer and cops more accessible to those in need. Hint: This project involves a small electronic device that people often feel naked leaving home without.
The San Francisco Police Department and others in City government point out that while people still get shot here in the City of St. Francis (note to gangbangers – St. Francis was NOT strapped), a higher percentage of people than usual are surviving their gunshot wounds. Yay – sort of, right? Right? Um, yeah. Yay.