I was walking down Mission today with my wife. We talked about the Mission and how it had been before and how surprising it is to see the changes. The addition of high-end restaurants, bars and exhibitions that seems to be forcing some residents out. Where there were boarded and vacant spaces for years, new restaurants and social environs are being moved in by new investment.
“It’s just like in that film by Spike Lee,” she said, as we sat on the 49-Van Ness, cruising back to our house. “The rents get too much and the only people left behind are those who can afford it.”
I had to hand it to her, it is true.
The one thing that seems to make me a little more upset than necessary is the reality that if people do not want their neighborhoods gentrified, then perhaps they need to organize better to buy up the property as it becomes available. Or better still, why don’t we improve the area on our own in addition to buying? This I thought, as I passed yet another pawn shop.
The real problem are people who have divergent socialist viewpoints, then eschew money thinking it will rob them of their humanity. Forget that. What about your house and ability to live where you want?
Something has to be done about how people use their wealth.