Mission Mission

“Caught this devotional item in the window of a religious curiosity shop on 24th near Mission,” says photographer Jim Parker, “I think something got lost in translation.”

Maybe, maybe not. Maybe organized religion can fuck itself.

Thanks, Jim!

Reader Jesse W. had his bike stolen. Anyone seen it? It’s a really unique Schwinn cruiser that seems pretty hard to miss:

Last night (Thursday, 2/4), my super-fly Schwinn cruiser was stolen, along with three other bikes, from my garage at 15th and Guerrero.  It’s super recognizable, especially if the dumb-ass punk(s) who stole it neglect to unstring the LED christmas lights from the frame.

If you have any leads post a comment or email us (missionmissionmission at gmail dot com) and we’ll make sure Jesse hears about it.

Before the inevitable, “WTF dude, are you gonna post every stolen bike on here? People get their bikes stolen every day! Try Craigslist and next time triple-lock your bike to the radiator in your bedroom.” No, we don’t post every stolen bike on here, but we do post the ones from readers in the Mission who ask us nicely and we have been able to help recover stolen things before. So if you can spare the 2 seconds out of your busy weekend schedule to glance at this bike, then cool. If not, then no big deal.

This beauty awaits you on 16th and Guerrero. Now all you need is a ManBearPig suit and you can put the finishing touches on your “the Shining” themed guest room.

(via MrEricSir)

In response to last night’s pipe violence story, an anonymous reader wrote in with the following:

I saw another one last night. I biked down to Weird Fish/The Corner last night to get some food with my girlfriend, only to find that both were closed. We were sitting on our bikes discussing where to go next when I saw a smallish Latino walk intently past me with a metal pipe in his hand. I watched him run across the street, just north of the corner of 18th and Mission where he proceeded to start barking like a dog and then ran up on a group of dudes standing outside of the Hip Hop Clothing Smoke Shop. One of the guys immediately ran inside, while others stayed out on the corner and ducked and dodged swings of the pipe. I got the fuck out of there after that, but it didn’t seem like anyone was seriously injured – not sure though.

Says reader Marcus P.:

So we were rounding out a Jersey Shore themed bar crawl with a few slices and whole pizza at Katz pizza/bagels. A group came in, presumably from Double Dutch, didn’t seem to find what they were looking for, and left. One of them was a transvestite. We grabbed our pizza and headed out to find that same transvestite bleeding from her face with a group of 10 people or so attending to her. She was conscious and moving her head, but didn’t look too good.

The cops came and some little guy ran into the street yelling “I told you guys! I fucking told you guys!” at the cop car. The car stopped in the middle of the intersection and the driver got out and yelled at the little guy to get out of the way or go to jail, something to that effect.

I didn’t want to rubberneck or take photos or anything, but some onlookers across the street said that the transvestite had some words with a guy, who then pulled out a metal pipe and hit her in the head. The assailant took off in a car. The cops got a description (black hoodie) and sent a squad car after the suspect.

Sounds like a hate crime on a full moon.

UPDATE: Another incident right around the corner.

Be careful when bumming out cigarettes to random strangers!  The SFAppeal Crime Blotter recounts a startling story that could happen to any of us:

10:40 PM: A man was at 21st and Capp when another man reportedly asked him for a cigarette — but that request was, seemingly, a diversion, as another man came up from behind the requestee and knocked him to the ground. The two men allegedly robbed the grounded guy of his cell phone, then fled on foot. The victim’s injuries weren’t serious, and no one’s been arrested.

The only solution seems to be outright scroogery regarding all street tobacco requests, or at the very least only buying hand-rolled from now on.  Wait, are people even bumming cigarettes out to strangers on the streets anymore?  Don’t they cost like 50 cents each or something?

Anyway, I’m excited about SFAppeal Crime Blotter’s new Google Maps mashup.  Very helpful for pinpointing exactly how close violent crime is happening next to you.  Let them know if you like it or think it’s obtrusively unnecessary.

[image courtesy of MissionLoc@l]

Update: Now with more Ackbar!

Reader Mr. P. says:

Last night around 10:45pm there was a hit-and-run at mission and 18th street – a pedestrian was run over completely by a car, which then sped off. It was about the most awful thing I’ve ever seen.

SFPD has no record of any such incident. Can anyone else corroborate?

Update: Mr. P. elaborates:

A car parked on Mission Street was pointed south and pulled out quickly from a parking spot after someone driving by seemed to shout/throw something at the car.  After the car pulled out it accelerated quickly and then gunned the engine turning right (west) onto 18th street.  The pedestrian was in the crosswalk and basically was mowed down as the car went by.

A fire truck, police, and ambulance were there pretty quickly. It was a pretty scary thing to see in our neighborhood!

Some guy I’ve never heard of reported this morning on three (3) robberies in our fine neighborhood last night. Two involved guns, the third ended with the victim being cut with a razor.

So, I wanted to say, for you potential robbers, consider picking up a new leaf and turning it over.

For you potential victims (anyone stepping outside of your home tonight) please keep alert. If you’re leaving Kevin’s house with just $250 of booze in your belly, consider taking a buddy with you.

From Kirt:

Praise be praised! Amandine Circumflex got her stolen bike back:

My super awesome husband went out to get some stuff from the drug store for a flu-ish wifey when he ran across a neighborhood kid on my bike.  CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! He reclaimed the bike and now it’s safe and sound.

“Reclaimed” the bike? What the fudge does that mean exactly? If anyone’s missing a neighborhood kid, might want to check the dumpster behind these badasses’ corner drug store. Link.