Thanks for checking out the new blog! I started The Daly Show because I was fed up with Chris Daly's refusal to address the problems facing District 6. I've lived in the "Tender-Nob" (upper Tenderloin) for the past 9 years, and have seen the neighborhood change for the better -- for a while, anyway -- and then get worse and worse after Chris Daly was elected.
A few years ago, I got fed up with people defecating and urinating in front of the apartment building where I live, lying passed-out on the sidewalk, selling and smoking crack 24/7 right in front of my home, and a slew of other unpleasant things. I went in to City Hall to try to arrange a meeting with Chris Daly to ask for help cleaning up the neighborhood. But his assistant told me "Chris doesn't deal with those 'quality of life' issues". Excuse me?
What kind of an elected representative of a fairly small geographic area refuses to deal with the very things that matter most to their constituents? Apparently, Chris Daly, that's who. For the past 6 years he's been paid $120,000 a year -- out of the taxpayers' pockets -- to go to bat for the people who live in District 6. But in fact, he really doesn't care about us. He's got his pet issues, and those are all that matter to him.
And so, this blog. Every day, I'm going to post pictures of things around my neighborhood that shouldn't exist -- that WOULDN'T exist, if Chris Daly were doing his job. And I invite you to post your pictures too. That guy who's passed out and is blocking the sidewalk? Take a picture. The graffiti that keeps appearing on the nice old brick building next-door? Take a picture. The crack dealer that parades up and down your sidewalk? Take a picture, and send it in.
My theory is that, if enough of us remind Chris Daly what District 6 actually LOOKS LIKE, he will be forced to do his job as a public servant, or will be replaced with someone else who will. So please contribute to The Daly Show, and show Chris Daly how he's failed us all.
Thanks --
Mr. Tender-Nob
Oh -- and here's my first picture. It's an entryway that I walk past quite often. Charming, isn't it?