The People Of SF Demand Justice!!! We Shall Not Eat Until There is Justice!!

A Hunger Strike For Justice
We Shall Not Eat Until Mayor Ed Lee Fires Chief Suh
April 21st 2016, 10 am at Mission Police Station, 630 Valencia Street, San Francisco CA 94110
Beginning April 21st 2016, we will hold a hunger strike at the doors of Mission Police Station until our demands are met. No more murders of unarmed people of color at the hands of SFPD.

The city of San Francisco is suffering from an occupation. It has been occupied by tech industry fat cats and greedy developers. They are grabbing land from the native and long term residents of the city by the bay. Like plagues of locusts, they consume and leave chaos and death in the aftermath.

In the five years since Greg Suhr has taken control of the SFPD it has become a para military organization that is on the front lines of genocide at the behest of our occupiers.
The people of San Francisco can no longer stand by as our citizens are being brutally murdered by those that have taken an oath to protect and serve.

The people of San Francisco can no longer watch SFPD serve only  the wealthy and privileged of this community as they murder unarmed black, brown, poor and disabled citizens.The people of San Francisco can no longer be a witness to murder.

The people of San Francisco are coming together to say enough is enough!
We can no longer watch our community be targeted and murdered. We can no longer support a department whose officers see us as animals that deserve to be put down. We can no longer support a department that is wrought with corruption, criminal behavior, racial profiling and murder.  We can no longer support a Chief whose defense is that he didn’t know what was going on because his head was in the sand.

Chief Suhr’s behavior is indefensible. The people of San Francisco demand that Chief Suhr resign. If Suhr  refuses to resign, we demand that Mayor Ed Lee listen to the will of the people and fire Chief Suhr. If Mayor Lee refuses to do so, then we demand that Mayor Ed Lee resign as Mayor of San Francisco.

We are Black & Brown Social Club, a project of CompaƱeros del Barrio Preschool, Family Day Care, and Parent Support Project.
We strive to unite and empower the Black and Brown communities through support, guidance, inspiration and training. We are  encouraging and inspiring  Black and Brown families to showcase their many talents in order to create and build their own futures. We are empowering  people to believe in themselves and not to be co-dependent on government agencies. We must strengthen the hands of our communities not weaken them!


Five Things I Can't Do Anymore Because My Douchebag Neighbor Has A Drone

I live in a great part of San Francisco. My neighborhood has great bars, fancy supermarkets, a park, the Full House House and so much more.

Up until about fifteen years ago, my neighborhood was known as the Western Addition. A thriving middle class black neighborhood with black owned businesses, neighbors who asked how your mom was doing and the legacy of being known as The Harlem of the West. But that was then.

Now the Western Addition has been renamed NOPA (North of The Panhandle Area)  by over zealous realtors who wanted to make it more appealing to white home buyers. Millennials stumble out of their homes to shop at a  high end market with locally sourced cheese made of Buffalo milk and pretension . A black person walking down the street has become a rare sight that makes smart phone wielding white girls clutch their purse and cross the street. After all it is their neighborhood now, what are those people doing here?

This neighborhood has always been part of my life. My grandparents bought an apartment building there when I was a child and I would often spend days there having sleep overs with my cousins. As an adult, I moved in to a two bedroom in the building. It is part of who I am.

As gentrification has begun infecting my hood, I have tried not to let the virus, known as the  homogenization of Harlem West, kill me too. I took steps to have a positive attitude. I make myself smile as I walk past Louis bag sporting bitches, whining in their vocal fry accents about their Uber driver. I only lecture every fifth asshole that I encounter, cutting line or bumping into strollers and giving the mom a dirty look, about privilege and mindfulness.

In short, I was learning to accept the locusts that were slowly eating at the soul of my city, and resisting the urge to spray them with raid. All that changed when my SUDS (Start Up Douchebag) neighbors got not one, but two drones.

My apartment is on the top floor of a multi unit building on the top of a hill. My windows are higher than the surrounding apartments and I don't have any curtains in my bedroom, because I didn't need them. Notice I said didn't.

The other night I was laying in bed looking at the city. I love to look at the light of the helicopters and airplanes. I like to look at the constellations. I like to look out my window and imagine. I noticed two objects floating and hovering at the level of the apartment windows. They were flying over a two block radius, lingering at each building for a couple of seconds and then floating to the next spot. At first I couldn't make out what they were. All I could make out were the red and green lights. As they approached my window, I realized what they were; FUCKING DRONES!!!

I was furious and called the police, who apparently had gotten several complaints about them. They told me that sadly there wasn't much they could do unless they knew exactly who they were.

So now I realize that thanks to another group of self centered little techie shits, I have to alter my life, get curtains or stop doing certain things in the privacy of my own room, in my home. Here are some of those things:

1.  I cannot pick my nose
         Sorry to inform you that beautiful people get boogers too and sometimes we don't feel like getting up to get a tissue. But not anymore, now I gotta get out of bed, walk to the bathroom and use a tissue.

2.  I cannot get dressed
          I know it sounds like a simple thing. But when I get ready to go out, I like to try on everything, only to put on the first outfit I tried on. Ladies know what I mean. I like to parade around my room with two different types of shoes. Push up my boobs in the mirror as I pretend like I am the hottest bitch in the club and have imaginary conversations with the man I am sure to meet later on in the real world. It is my pre-going out ritual. An affirmation that boosts not only my tits, but my confidence.

3.  I cannot adjust my shape-wear
          Today's fashion can be unforgiving. It is as if the fabrics are the spawn of heat seeking missiles. That ruched , v neck cocktail dress can find a way to cling to love handles and announce them to any one who walks by. Muffin tops, back fat and fupa can transform that sexy LBD into a potato sack covering what the mind can see as Quasimodo like deformities. Shape-wear is the salvation that restores one's body to a semblance of womanhood. A cheat for those of us who can't resist that fried what ever it is. But shape-wear isn't easy to put on. It is almost as if the creator thought "yeah I made this for bitches who don't like to exercise but still want shove all of that into a little Lycra dress, but getting it on is going to be a work out". I have pulled muscles putting on shape-wear. Trust me, I don't want any one to see me contorting as I shove my belly fat into a modern day girdle, then laying on the floor feeling defeated as I try to catch my breath.

4. I cannot watch porn on my laptop
          Yes women watch porn. Not the nasty donkey punch shit you mun sporting, jack asses like to watch, but we do like porn. But for a lot of women, it is done in secret. There are a series of steps taken to make sure that our dirty little secret stays that way. We make sure no one is home. We turn of our phone so that we are not interrupted. We make sure our door is locked and all the lights are off. We get a bottle of wine. Sometimes it is the second bottle. Actually, most of the time it is a second bottle that leads us to porn. We open our laptop, we go to our site (which will immediately be cleared from out history afterwards), and we watch. Which leads me to the next thing I can no longer do

5. I cannot masturbate
           That's right!!! I masturbate!!! I am a grown ass woman who is in tune with her body and I know what makes me feel good!! Don't judge me!!! Even if I did it with the lights off, completely covered in blankets it wouldn't feel good if I knew some little creep's drone is hovering in my window trying to figure out what I am doing. They have got me so paranoid that I worry they can sense the buzzing of my toys. There is nothing pleasurable about movement free masturbation. That is just sleeping with your hand in your pants.



Crushers of Comedy in partnership with the Napa Valley Performing Arts Center present:
A benefit for the Napa Valley Museum
Featuring: Kevin Camia, Yayne Abeba & Priya Prasad
@ Lincoln Theater: 100 California Avenue Yountville California

Doors 6:30pm
Show 7:30pm
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