O, Sweet Saint Of San Andreas

In the Tenderloin, the Hondos rule.

It’s 3 a.m. in San Francisco’s Tenderloin district, and an all-night, drug-fueled party has been raging for hours. The sidewalks are littered with trash and human feces. Addicts huddle in the alleys, inhaling fentanyl fumes through plastic straws; others are slumped over, barely conscious. Makeshift homeless encampments line block after block.

Dealers are everywhere. On the street corners, groups of men dressed in dark hoodies and face masks sell drugs. These are the “Hondos,” migrants from Honduras who have taken over the San Francisco drug trade. Night after night, they turn the Tenderloin into a lucrative, open-air drug market.

For this City Journal investigation, we spent three days and nights in the Tenderloin, talking to addicts, journalists, cops, and the dealers themselves. We discovered that the city’s progressive policies have allowed foreign drug gangs to take over an entire neighborhood in downtown San Francisco, poisoning the down-and-out and bringing Third World conditions to one of America’s wealthiest cities.

6 Replies to “O, Sweet Saint Of San Andreas”

  1. Philadelphia has a similar district. It’s called Kensington and some of you have probably seen videos on YouTube. I drove through the main drag under “The L” (elevated train line) about a year ago with a buddy, and I have to say, it is so damn depressing and sad to see it in person. For a while there it was called “the Badlands”, and I sometimes would do work in the area (environmental assessments of various properties). At the time (the 1990s) Mogadishu was in the news a lot, and to me the urban decay didn’t look all that different from the scenes on television, except back then they didn’t have all the fentanyl “zombies” stumbling around. I shudder to think what the area will look like in another three decades.

  2. Ironically … I just heard this tune played on my favorite local KVHS high school streaming 1970’s deep cuts radio station …

    https://youtu.be/ecGbaIdL_mA?si=-l_GSqZB92CLURlT

    S.F. Sorrow is Born by The Pretty Things

    I give you the full lp … because this is the FIRST rock opera ever recorded (sorry Pete Townsend) … and is superb psychedelic music … which you all know is the favorite genre loved by this long hair conservative … who remembers the beauty of S.F. in the 60’s and 70’s … yep, even the dirty Haight Ashbury was a vibrant, beautiful place … now the city is all street crime, homeless camps, and open drug dens.

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