A roundup of perspectives and opinions I’ve come across:
• There’s a lot more where these came from — 750 comments on this Union-Tribune story alone — but this exchange about the City Council’s new restrictions on medical marijuana dispensaries captures the tone of the Sturm und Drang:
mtnbkr26: The majority of Californian voters already made it legal for medical use, and that is what we are talking about here. Stop using recreational use as a reason you don’t want it.
NoMoreGrapeKoolAid: Your gripe is with the stoners who hijacked the medicinal part of all this. You do not need 14 dispensaries on one street in PB to realize there is NOTHING medicinal about that.
mtnbkr26: You don’t need 14 Starbucks in PB either, but a good business plan is a good business plan. You go where the traffic is.
• In the U-T’s letters, a constant source of amusement and befuddlement, Alan Laythorpe of Lakeside says:
Bike riders need to quit bellyaching … and pay a license fee to be allowed on the roads as I must in my car. They should pay $10 or $20 annually to the DMV. It would raise badly needed funds and give them a right to gripe.
There does appear to be a city provision for a bicycle license and fee, though only $1 or $2.
In the comments, billdav responds,
Bike haters are constantly whining about having to share the road with bicycles even though moving over to pass a bicyclist is incredibly easy. It’s one of the most trivial inconveniences in driving but bike haters act like their basic human rights have been violated.
• There was some carping from Peter Rowe and others about beer and food running low — or out — at the Mission Valley Craft Beer Festival, which was held last Sunday to benefit Fresh Start. Freelance writer and blogger Amy Granite has another write-up with excellent pictures, including gorgeous banh mi and piles of peel-and-eat shrimp.
Her site also has a long-running series of posts on the best chicken wings in San Diego. Amidst her enthusiastic, even euphoric, swearing are energetic passages like this one about the wings at South Park Abbey:
It was hard to give stink eye to the bartender as he asked what charity I’d like part of my wing bill to benefit. Then he moved on to describe the ‘Buffalo wings’ as having a ‘Franks RedHot Sauce base’ and the war face was back on! This battle isn’t about the kids! It’s about curing San Diego from its serious, far-reaching affliction with this wretched hot sauce!
She also says this is perhaps the best Chicago-style hot dog in San Diego.
Keegan Kyle contributed to this roundup.
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