The New Flag of San Francisco
But just as much as fire, San Francisco is a city defined by assholes.
While the recent influx of Software-Americans has upset many, assholes have been moving into SF for the last 238 years. Spanish missionaries. American traders. Gold miners. Water lot speculators. Railroad barons. Bankers. Sailors. Prohibitionists. Anti-prohibitionists. Soldiers. Hippies. Assholes are not a new phenomenon here.
But despite this constant influx of
asshatery asshattery, San Francisco has absorbed those assholes who chose to remain after their bubble burst, and the city has stayed interesting. I have faith that this pattern will repeat with the current influx, if we stay true to this advice:
…there is hope for the jerks, and framing it as a “tech” versus “anti-tech” dichotomy just sets up an “us” versus “them” dynamic that is not what’s going to turn them around. Instead, it’s a false dichotomy that turns *all* of us into jerks – and the Molotov’s situation is the perfect example. Light-heartedly calling out the jerks in their moments of jerkiness, so that they can recognize and improve their behavior, is very different from vilifying an entire industry that is made up of (mostly) good people. There have always been jerks in SF – well, at least since the Gold Rush — and there always will be. And it has always been the responsibility of good people to lead by example and not, by trying to teach the jerks a lesson, turn into jerks themselves.
I’d rather have a city that is interesting enough to attract assholes than one stagnating and in decline.
…I hereby present the new flag for San Francisco: