I think it's an expensive boondoggle that will probably just cost San Francisco money while stroking the ego of Silicon Valley plutocrat Larry Ellison, but we happened to be on Marina Green yesterday. And so we got a gander at the strange vessels which will contest what used to be a gentleman's "yacht race."
They were doing training runs in a light breeze. They need the practice in these waters; last month one of these souped up engineering marvels flipped, killing an experienced British sailor. The vessel on the left is the Swedish entrant, Artemis; I don't know the provenance of the one with the clear sails.
Here's one of the Oracle vessels trying to fly.
Alcatraz Island does make a nice background.
Oracle has taken over the St. Francis Yacht Club for the duration. Marina Green is filling up with tents and concessions. In general, I think this is an area to avoid until late September when the racing concludes.
CORRECTION: Michael Strickland points out that last photo is of the Golden Gate Yacht Club. Shows what I know.
My musings on current events, current projects, current anxieties and current delights.
I started this under the Bush regime when any grain of sand thrown into the gears of the over-reaching imperial state seemed worthwhile.
I have worked to elect more and better Democrats -- and to hammer the shit out of them once we get them in office so they do the things their constituents want and need. It's a big job.
I have endured the dashed potential for a more transformational regime under Obama. The man has made himself an accomplice in the imperial crimes of his predecessor as well as committing his own. He has also almost certainly been the most progressive president most of us will live to see. I fear we'll look back on his years in office with mild gratitude for a respite from national leadership that was habitually stupid and vicious, as well as wrong.
Visitors here will find a lot of commentary on books I'm reading. I am very intentionally reading intensively offline these days. When it feels hard to find direction, it's time to learn something new.
I'm a progressive political activist who runs trails and climbs mountains whenever any are available. I've had the privilege to work for justice in Central America (Nicaragua and El Salvador), in South Africa, in the fields of California with the United Farmworkers Union, and in the cities and schools of my own country. I'm a Christian of the Episcopalian flavor; we think and argue a lot. For work, I've done a bit of it all: run an old fashioned switch-board; remodeled buildings and poured concrete; edited and published periodicals, reports and books; and organized for electoral campaigns. I am currently an independent consultant to organizations seeking "help when you have to make a fight."