I trust that everyone is belching and shitting placidly this morning after the Big Food Orgy of yesterday. I, myself, had for dinner a plateful of pork and vegetable dumplings, purchased frozen at Koreana Plaza, where I once paid a perfect stranger, a good-looking young Korean lad, $10 to explain to me what all the odd-sounding foods (“bulgogi”) were. I was alone last night, you see, the first time in my life I was not at someone else’s home participating in a Big Food Orgy of Thanksgiving.
Looking back over my posts this week, I see that most have been about Carroll Fife. It’s no secret I think she’s a dangerous pestilence to our city and safety. Anger and resentment, it seems to me, are not a good foundation upon which to rest one’s politics, as we see demonstrated on a daily basis by the example of the current occupant of the White House. But I can faithfully and accurately report that the Recall of Fife is now in the works. I am not one of its leaders, although I’ve promised them I’ll help as much as possible. It turns out many potent people in Oakland are appalled by Fife’s incompetence and wish to remove her from being anywhere close to the levers of power. I don’t think an official Recall Fife movement has been announced, but I’d be surprised if one isn’t in the next, say, two months. So here’s at least one thing to look forward to in 2026: Fife joining the now-unemployed ranks of her sisters-in-wokeism, Sheng Thao and Pamela Price, and the rest of us having the satisfaction of knowing that we not only did something personally pleasing, we also defended democracy in a town where it is always threatened by racialized progressives.
Have a wonderful, safe weekend.
Steve Heimoff