Watching City Hall #194“I used to be there to protect my clients from the crowd …
nowadays, I have to protect the crowd from my clients.”
(‘Behavior Technician’ – Full Circle of Sonoma)
The above was a comment from a really big, really strong black dude I worked with about 10 years ago up in the redwoods at a wilderness facility for severely emotionally disturbed adolescent males deep in the redwoods outside Sebastopol. He was a really nice guy. I was a summer substitute teacher. Together with a staff of a dozen or so, we were the last stop before lockdown for a couple of dozen of the toughest kids in Northern California. We were working on the lip of the gyre that would suck these kids on down into hell. As Bob Seger wrote: “We were running against the wind.”.
I don’t recall the guys name, so I’ll call him ‘Samson’. … Samson’s job was to control the kids physically when they started breaking things or each other. My job was to teach the kids the knowledge and skills they’d need to enter life’s mainstream if they ever chose to change their evil ways. In reality, Samson spent all day fighting. Me? … My textbook for most of the summer was a Driver’s Ed manual from the state. The books were mostly trashed before I arrived in the little shack of a school. Most of the windows were long gone. The jons were trashed. The kids used the woods. … What has that got to do with San Francisco’s City Hall? … Keep your friggin’ shirt on! … I’m getting there. … I’m getting there.
Samson was talking about the bodyguard work he’d done for years. He’d guarded everyone from Diana Ross and Stevie Wonder, to Elton John and Mick Jagger. When we met, his clients were mostly rap singers. Like San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown, every now and then, they attacked … or, tried to attack someone in the crowd. Samson’s job was to keep them from getting sued … or … arrested. … Speaking of Willie Brown.
Speaking of Willie Brown
I meant to say something about Willie Brown. … What I meant to say is that our mayor is not only someone who thinks it’s ok to: “Lie, cheat and steal” (his very words) … not only a lying, cheating thief … He’s also a thug … A thug surrounded by cops … With guns … And, attitudes.
With his heavily armed bodyguards at his side, Willie has attempted to assault 6th District Supervisor, Chris Daly. … With his bodyguards at his side, he threatened 3rd District Supervisor, Aaron Peskin with death. (He told Peskin – on the stairs of City Hall – “I’m a killer!”) … Man o’ man … man o’ man … man o’ man. … How low … can he go?
Jack Davis low … that’s how low
Now, Jack Davis is the worst kind of scum bag on earth. Of course, I admire that, seeing’s how I’m one myself. But, Jack … he’s a successful scum bag, whereas I am (and always have been) mostly an inept failure at the art. While Jack makes mayors out of the worst kind of white and black trash, I mostly beg booze and weed where I can find it and snipe ineffectually from behind the skirts of beautiful women. … Hey, I could do worse. … And … probably will. … … What’s this have to do with Gavin Newsom? … Well, you just wait a minute and I’ll tell you. … You’re the anxious type, aren’t you? … Well, take a friggin’ chill pill!
Davis makes ‘fag basher’ Frank Jordan, Mayor
Remember the ‘White night riots’? When the cops came into the Castro like a God damned Taliban army and beat the shit out of hundreds of gays, while smashing up businesses? … That was a Frank Jordan event. … With the assistance of about a thousand other cops. It made Frank very popular with the West of Twin Peaks conservatives. … Oddly, it didn’t make him very popular in the Castro. A decade later when Police Chief Jordan decided to run against moderate Mayor Art Agnos for Mayor, Jordan’s campaign manager, Jack Davis, remembered how popular Jordan had been after whomping the queers on their own turf, then arresting them for getting their heads in the way of the police clubs.
Realizing that the hard-working and mild mannered Agnos was respected in the old Jordan stronghold West of Bobby McCarthy’s Sutro Towers … realizing this … Davis decided the best way to pry the conservative votes away from Agnos, was to appeal to the baser instincts of da people in da avenues. Nobody does ‘baser instincts’ better than Jack (has anyone seen my bottle of Jack Daniels?) Davis. … Soooo, Jack sent Frank back into the Castro. … Kind of like he sent Gavin Newsom to the LGBT Center in February. And, … of course, … into the Gay Pride parade two days ago. … You getting the idea? … Smash the queers, … gain the redneck vote. … It’s lots like Southern politicians used to do with blacks. … Do you recall what George Wallace said when he lost his first run for governor of Alabama? … Well, what he said was this … he said: “I will not be out-niggered again!”. Yep. Uh huh. … That’s what he said all right. … Same with Davis and queers.
Using your own like toilet paper
No one knows a race, class or other group of folks like another of their own. Willie Brown is black and he uses his knowledge of blacks to sell them out. It is a Judas goat kind of thing and Willie has made millions from being a race-traitor. Likewise, Jack Davis is queer and has used his knowledge of queers to make millions by being an Orientation-Oreo. … I mean, hey … if it worked for Jordan … it can work for Gavin. … Back to Jordan and Davis … and the Castro … and, the famous ‘glass slipper’ incident.
OK, it wasn’t a glass slipper. But, it was a shoe. Put briefly, … Davis sent Jordan into the Castro to provoke a gay reaction. The gays, of course, remembered the last time this Irish thug (he who showers with dj’s) and chased him the hell out. … Old Frank, he ran so fast that he ran right out of one shoe. … I’m told the shoe was later sold at auction as the missing ‘glass slipper’. … I hope they got a bundle, cause it made Jordan mayor.
“Run the same play til they stop it!”
That’s an old football axiom, and it works in politics too. My friend, Eileen Left says that what Davis did with Jordan is called: “solidifying your base” or something like that. Eileen says that Davis is going back to the queer bashing well with the Newsom campaign because it worked so well with Jordan and Willie Brown (with Brown, Davis put Brown into a dozen debates with Ammiano in front of homophobic crowds) … it worked twice … keep running it: “OK, people! Fag formation, right … on 2!!!” … Worst thing is …
Worst thing is
Worst thing is the way the cops and the media cooperate. They flat-out lie like a well worn carpet in the lobby of a Tenderloin SRO. They cropped the photo of cops assaulting Chris Daly at Hastings Law School. If Bay View publisher Willie Ratcliff hadn’t come up with the original photo (it shows two cops twisting Daly’s arms from behind til he leans forward yelling in pain, while a cop in front reads Chris his ‘right’– cops’ union recently sent a hundred thousand or so cards to voters featuring the cropped photo – cops in rear assaulting Daly not visible) … ahhh, yes … no one can fix evidence like cops. They can’t keep kiosks at 16th or 24th and Mission or at 6th & Market where they’re needed. They were afraid to put windows in their new Tenderloin station (afraid of what they’d see in Boedeker Park across the street?) … they can’t put a helicopter in the air … but, boy can they lie. Police Sargeant Neville Gittens answering reporters questions, refused to admit that protesters arrested in the Pride parade event in which members of gay activist group, Gay Shame confronted Newsom while carrying signs were, in fact … carrying signs! … He explained to a group of slack-jawed, drooling Chronicle reporters that the queers who exercised their first amendment rights by confronting Newsom were carrying “poles” (a felony – a pole can be a weapon) … ‘poles’ that “may” have had some “materials” attached to them. … Can you believe that shit? … Well, dim readers, I only have one question for you … and I’m sure you’re all asking the same question … why is Neville Gittens only a Sargeant!? In Chief Alex Fagan’s police department, he should be at least a Captain and, rightfully … a Deputy Chief.
Newsom is more of the same
You know what Alex (Ltd) Fagan’s claim to fame is? … I mean, before he was ‘accused’ of covering up for his fag bashing son? … He was head of security for Gordon (my other wife is a Volvo) Getty. … Ya know who Getty is right? He’s the one who buys all of Gavin Newsom’s underwear. Hell, he asked Gavin to move right into the Getty mansion when Gavin’s best friend, Billy Getty (yes, you sharpster – Billy IS related to da Gord) … when Billy’s wife made Billy throw Gavin out of their own mansion. Boy o’ boy o’ boy o’ boy. These people are mixed closer than tomato juice and vodka in a Bloody Mary.
That’s enough. I need another drink.
By the way, ‘Ltd’? Stands for ‘Lie til you die!’ … kind of the SFPD’s motto … you’ve heard it … you know: ‘To Serve … to protect … to beat the shit out of fags and then … Lie til you die!’
God bless you all, every one:
