The Lord’s way of telling Sodom by the Bay, “SHAPE UP!”
Other than that, great picture.
As a California highway engineer, I spent 8 years of my career working on the bridge replacement’s various phases including the suspension portion pictured.
I even have the scars to prove it. Not physical scars, but the emotional scars of having to live in San Francisco for 8 years and the bay area for 12. You wouldn’t think that just living in a congested city for of rude, selfish opportunists would destroy you emotionally and mentally, but believe me, it took a real toll. I don’t see how any nice person can survive living there, and to be a conservative — well, I can say I nearly did not survive mentally.
It was awful. I wanted to stay on and finish the bridge, but San Franciscans are such horrible people, I had to escape the place before the bridge work is finished.
At a California Republican state convention, I met a Chinese-American who lived in The City, as Northern Californians call SF. He said that living there was like living in an insane asylum.
When I'm in town, I usually pick up a loaf of sourdough Boudin bread and eat ravioli at the Cafferata on Columbus and Filbert, but I'm not sure I would want to live there.