"It's crazy," admits Susan Mizner, director of the mayor's Office on Disability. "But this is just the price of doing business in a historic building."
More clear is the emotional backlash against the disabled, and against the Alioto clan, it will inspire.
Compared to the disastrous Muni Metro albatross old Joe left rotting around the neck of SF public transit, $1.1 mil for a ten-foot ramp is chump change.
But as Michela Alioto says, it’s all about the symbolism. I agree completely.
I was thinking of supporting Joe Alioto Veronese, mostly because of the way he double-crossed Mayor Newsom in electing Ms Sparks president of the Police Commission.
But now, just the name “Alioto” gives me pause. It’s the symbolism.
I was inspired by this story to visit Princess Sparkle Pony’s blog. It restores my faith in snark.
The Hunting of the Snark An Agony, in Eight Fits By Lewis Carroll, Henry Holiday