Bulldog 2007-Article 89
(6-6-07)
h. brown vs Gavin II takes shape!
(“This time we’re in my hood.� says brown)
Yesterday, against the advice of all my pregnant girlfriends (they have ‘pregnancy brain’ anyway) and sober friends and allies, I followed the voice of God as it came to me on the 38 Geary Limited (is there a better place for a modern ‘burning bush’?) … hearing the Lord God Almighty, Benevolent Ruler of Heaven and Earth (with, albeit, a spotty attendance record) … I listened to the Lord and She said:
“Run, h.! RUN!!�
Since the bus was pretty crowded and I had a window seat, I decided that She didn’t mean for me to try and get up and run right there, so I took it as a broader suggestion that I run for Mayor.
I mean, I wudda lost my window seat if I answered the call and stood up and tried to start running on the 38 Geary Limited barreling in from the Richmond at 9am. It was good enough for me.
Dig Art Bruzzone tonite!
(Comcast, channel 11 at 6:30pm)
And, tomorrow and at various time slots over the weekend. I decided right there to announce on Art Buzzone’s show where I was already scheduled to tape an appearance that afternoon.
You gotta hand it to Bruzzone. He is without a doubt, the most independent political TV show in the Bay area. The guy interviews people ranging from the far, far Left to the far, far right. You need only have something to say and be a local locus of political energy at the time the interview runs. Once filmed, you become a part of the Bruzzone Archives which have captured every major mover and shaker in San Francisco over the past several decades. It’s always an honor to speak with Arthur.
You can be blackballed by every institution in town (as, am I) and Bruzzone will interview you and ask why. You can be a wonk closed up in their own world but whose opinion is valued by all … Bruzzone will interview you.
Entry for Mayor up 50%
So, I blind-sided Bruzzone by taking his curiosity at what happened at last Saturday’s ‘Progressive Convention’ and answering to the effect that all of our male Progressive hierarchy failed a balls check and that I’d be running in their place.
It cost $3334.00 to run for Mayor in ’03. The ‘Progressive’ Board kicked that up to $4,9.15.00 to run this time. Or, 10,000 signatures which you can gather at $.1.50 a pop plus handling, or … what is that? Oh yeah, you can spend $20k to get on the ballot going the signature route, or you can come up with 5 grand out of pocket. So, Daly and Mirkarimi and Peskin and all the other ‘Left’ supes, increased the filing fee for Mayor to such a level that even the most knowledgeable and devoted of the poor were shut out. But, God had a different idea.
To call it ‘serendipitous’ or something akin would account for the fact that just as this election arrives, the feds sent me almost to the dollar, the amount I needed to run a candidate (I didn’t know how close the numbers were at the time – I’d though it was just under $4k and I’d be able to repay the principle on an old debt to a friend). Whatever, damned near the exact amount needed to fund the entry fee for a lefty candidate showed up in my mailbox a couple of weeks ago.
Keefer and Salomon said ‘No’
They’re always my first choices for any applicable office. Krissy is still recovering from fighting Nancy Pelosi while fending off attacks from within her own lefty ranks. I don’t blame her for not wanting to get out in front of many of the same spears this go around. Salomon is interviewing for actual paying jobs.
Nevertheless, I’ve asked Keefer (here) to be my campaign manager and Salomon to be my spokesperson. I doubt they’ll have much to do anyway, even if they accept. It should make for interesting Friday Salons for the elections season, though.
This is about getting a serious conversation started, folks. I know Newsom. I ran against him in 2002 in D-2 and there’s a documentary on the effort called ‘Cheap Rent’ that we’ve never quite finished. Perhaps it’s because it really won’t be finished until after this campaign. You’ll be able to see snippets of it as the season progresses.
Me? I thought the occasion was a great opportunity for me to try and advance my pursuit of a gorgeous woman I’ve been pursuing for the last few weeks.. I’m not above that.
“Wanna be my girlfriend?�
I’m a tough date. I invite you to share my world and you don’t get to drive during the race. That translates into about 1 girlfriend every 5 or 6 years, but they are the best. I’ve been interviewing.
I invited the latest prospect to meet me at UlN. Plaza where she exits BART, to go with me and Luke and his ‘Plus One’, Elaine and Marc Salomon and Doug McAbee to go watch me announce my candidacy on Art’s show. First, we needed to go by Luke’s place and meet he and Elaine (who was absorbing her own firing from Sfist that I didn’t even know about yet – see her account on today’s fogcityjournal.com).
I was late picking her up and she said that she’d been hit on ceaselessly while she awaited and wasn’t that happy.
So, we went to pick up Luke and Elaine. She knew them and they gave me credibility. Of course, they weren’t there. And, she was wearing high heels and it was at least 10 blocks to where I thought Bruzzone’s studio was located (I was off by 15 blocks) and I kept having to shield her from my ‘neighbors’ as we worked our way down 6th Street and headed toward the Channel 11 studios.
“I’m going back to work.�
You couldn’t blame her, could you? She was just getting settled in a new job and had taken the afternoon off to follow this crazy guy she barely knew and he was leading her through the most dangerous section of town and spouting things that seemed unlikely. I knew I wasn’t lying and that there really was a TV show and that Luke and Elaine would really show up and so would Doug and Marc. But, here we were trudging down the street while I drank the last of a pony bottle of champagne and she thought it might make sense to get away while the getting was good.
I wondered about fate and that kind of thing. I mean, you know what I mean, don’t you? You find out pretty early in a relationship whether the person will risk something for you. To you, what you’re asking might seem insignificant. To them, it could mean stepping off a cliff. I wanted her to walk further down the street with me and be on my arm for my ascent into history. She might have thought, we were headed for …
Tonight … channel 11 … 6:30pm
She turned around … and, walked away with me. Isn’t that a line from a Roy Orbison song? Well, she did and we’ll find out what happens with that but now, the column is called for by the publisher of first promise …
Buckle up, buckaroos!
I’m running for Mayor.
Are you running with me?
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