Mission Mission

Such a pretty mess.

How is that even though I pass by here almost every day, I only just now noticed this mystical birdman statue? The plaque says it was granted in 2004 in recognition of the original tribe on this land. Really? 2004?

Perhaps whenever I approach I’m too focused on navigating the gauntlet!

A few weeks back, we wrote about a boycott of a pair of local restaurants that were treating workers unfairly. After a week or so, a member of San Francisco Solidarity Network left a comment saying the boycott had been a success, and that their friend’s wages had been paid as a result.

Yesterday, the network sent us this handsome flyer. Take note, all.

Remorse? Regard for authority?

I’ve expressed my love for Hard French in the past and have been exhorting you all to see what the fun is all about for some time, and now you have the perfect opportunity:  The Hard French 2011 Pride Party at Public Works on Sunday, June 26th!  They folks behind this weekly afternoon party are kicking it up a notch for Pride with DJs and live performances by some of the fiercest acts in the Bay Area.

The best part is that we’re giving away two free tickets to whichever MM readers post the raddest Hard French photo in the comments below!  Include a link to the photo (and a caption if you’re clever) and we will announce the winner at the beginning of next week!  If you have a Facebook photo, be sure that it’s set to “public” so everyone can see it, or just post it on Flickr or something.

Oh my.  I almost forgot to mention that the special guest will be Erase Errata!  Check out the full press release after the jump:

[Photo by Keep Drowning]

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Julio is the athlete. Terry is the photographer.

Do view it larger.

So it looks like ForageSF’s Underground Night Market got served a cease and desist letter from the health department. Here are a few shots from what may have been the last one!

This girl is maintaining a bucket list for her last 60 days in America before her visa expires.

Here is a rad painting of Bill Clinton and a bunch of people eating in front of it.

I always thought everybody at Vice basically hated SF, but a new photo essay by one of their own shows evidence of some reverence toward this city we all definitely love so much.

Night Fog Reader has the whole thing right here.

I’m just gonna recommend you listen to this song “At Last, We Have Class!” by local band Palms Spring and then consider going to their show tonight at SUB-Mission:

At Last, We Have Class!

Killer, right? Show flyer after the jump:

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