Haight Street humping

Instead of watching the Academy Awards I met up with defenestr8r in the Haight. Even though it’s a 15 minute walk to upper Haight, I go there maybe once a year if you don’t count the occasional trip to the anarchist book store to drop off zines. It seemed kind of mellow and not so annoying Sunday. Maybe the war had put the usual jerks who hang out there in a contemplative mood.

Luckily, we did have one reminder of the true nature of the Haight, San Francisco’s playground for the obnoxious. At the bar, where everyone huddled around the TV showing the Warriors game instead of the one showing the Oscars, a couple of khakied slummers started getting loud and boisterous. We couldn’t really see them from our table, but we could hear the whooping and dude-ing.

Evidently they were asked to leave. When they got outside they became even louder. In declaration of their drunkenness and outrage at their mistreatment, one of the boys started violently humping the Jerry Garcia memorial, pulling it part way out of the ground while smacking the picture of Jerry on the head. He them ran off into the middle of the street, waving his arms and yelling into a cell phone. I wish I could report on what he was saying but I couldn’t make out a coherent word in the entire incident.

I’m just glad someone was there to represent in this time of crisis.