Upfront: Congestion cure?

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by Joseph Mayton

Editor’s note: This story is under review following reports of challenges to the veracity of Joseph Mayton’s reporting for other publications.

Larkspur officials are hopeful that new proposals to ease traffic and congestion on a key thoroughfare that connects Highway 101 to Interstate 580 will help achieve an overall new perspective on long-term transportation and land use in Marin County. The city has drafted two proposals aimed at improving traffic and delivering access to motorists, pedestrians and bicyclists.

According to city officials, the two projects will be submitted by the Transportation Authority of Marin to regional bodies for approval. It comes as congestion along Sir Francis Drake Boulevard is currently overburdened—serving 55,000 vehicles per day. Designed in the 1960s, the boulevard was meant to handle approximately 20,000 vehicles daily. But with the Bay Area’s population increases over the past half-century, new efforts are needed.

Larkspur councilman Dan Hillmer, the city’s representative on the Transportation Authority of Marin, says that if the projects are not included in the budget, they will not get funded. “I think our best efforts would be to try to coordinate those projects we anticipate can be approved and achieved in a timely fashion,” Hillmer says.

It’s all part of Plan Bay Area 2040, a strategic update to Plan Bay Area 2013, and according to the official website, “it builds on earlier work to develop an efficient transportation network, provide more housing choices and grow in a financially and environmentally responsible way.”

The goal with Plan Bay Area is to help create a roadmap to assist Bay Area cities and counties in preserving the character of our diverse communities while adapting to the challenges of future population growth. In Marin, officials are hopeful that helping to reduce congestion and develop infrastructure projects will continue to help spur growth and entice companies to head to the county, which has recently seen large companies like Kaiser Permanente gobble up office space.

The Larkspur proposals aim to have wide-reaching effects. The first proposal would target the roadway specifically, and aims to upgrade the center median, improve traffic signals and extend turn lanes in order to give motorists better ease on and off the main boulevard and highways. Officials confirm that the five-year project would begin in 2016 and will cost more than $40 million, in additional to a $3.7 million maintenance cost.

The second proposal would ease travel from the already proposed SMART station to the Larkspur Ferry, with better signage and better marked pick-up and drop-off zones for shuttles and passenger loading zones. This project is cheaper, costing around $4 million total, including maintenance costs.

“These are things we must do in order to make traffic flow better through the Sir Francis Drake-Larkspur Landing intersection,” Mayor Larry Chu says. “These projects are a good thing.”

Since the proposals were first announced at the end of September, other ideas have cropped up, including potential Highway 101 toll lanes in Marin, which supporters say would help speed traffic through the county. Being dubbed “express lanes,” the concept would allow individual drivers to pay to use carpool lanes in an effort to reduce congestion.

“We want to focus on the heavier-used corridors first,” says John Goodwin of the Metropolitan Transportation Commission, the Bay Area’s transportation planning agency. Goodwin says that while Marin was initially left out of another toll lane plan, the commission is looking at revisiting the county after officials appeared receptive to the concept.

Marin residents also appear to support the concept, as a whole. A 2010 survey reported that 17 percent of respondents “strongly supported” the toll lane idea, while another 24 percent “somewhat supported” the express lane. Only 27 percent were “strongly opposed.”

The problem facing Marin, as with many other Bay Area locations, is that space is limited. According to Dianne Steinhauser, the executive director of the Transportation Authority of Marin, “there is no space” for using carpool lanes. It would require new construction and renovation of existing roads.

“To create space, the carpool requirement would have to go from two to three persons in a car,” Steinhauser says. “That could wreak havoc with Marin traffic that is already teetering on the point of disaster.”

But for residents, doing nothing is worse than attempting to create new means of commuting to and from Marin County cities. Thomas Wilson, 39, a Marin City resident of 12 years, says that without changes to the current status quo, “it will be harder and harder to get around, especially during rush hours.”

He argues that city officials need to come together and find solutions in order to increase the ease of travel in the county. “It is taking more and more time to go a lot of places and to get to the highway is a pain,” Wilson says. “I sincerely hope this will be more success than failure. We need something to get done.”

The wrangling over transportation in Marin is unlikely to subside in the near future, especially after Marin Assemblyman Marc Levine introduced a bill in late September aimed at eliminating the Metropolitan Transportation Commission (MTC) altogether. He argued that the commission is not accountable to the public and has been ineffective.

The San Rafael Democrat would also do away with the Bay Area Toll Authority as well as the commission, which oversees the region’s seven state-run bridges. He would replace it with a new commission directly responsible to the public.

“Our traffic is some of the worst in the nation,” Levine says in a statement. “We need a transportation commission that will put their energies to eliminating traffic gridlock. The new Bay Area Transportation Commission will be responsive and accountable to our communities’ needs rather than operate as an appointed board.”

The commission is expected to take up the proposal in October. It may be harder to dismantle the commission than Levine believes, considering the commission’s role in Plan Bay Area 2040, even as Levine and other critics assert the MTC is attempting to take more power than it deserves.

Randy Rentschler, MTC’s director of legislation and public affairs, says that the commission is taking the proposal seriously and hopes to find a compromise over the matter.

“We are just doing a simple, functional consolidation of regional planning, that’s all we are doing,” Rentschler is quoted as saying. “It’s a small step toward functional efficiency. It’s more efficient for the public. There needs to be a region vision.”

And in many ways, the Larkspur proposals and the revamping of Plan Bay Area should help Marin make headway with the congestion problems that have plagued the county for years.

Feature: Trump up the volume

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by Tom Gogola

Donald Trump’s campaign has so far been a general exercise in name-calling, immigrant-bashing and snippy tweets directed at out-of-favor reporters.

He’s running on the power of his celebrity and channeling Ted Nugent while saving the gory policy details for later—except as they relate to immigration. That one’s a no-brainer: Everyone must go!

It’s a drama driven to heights of nativism, and thanks to the pugilism of Trump and his extreme views on immigration (not to mention his extremely positive views of himself), we’re looking at the most hateful electoral throw-down in memory. At the first GOP debate, he laid claim to the immigration mantle and said nobody would be talking about it were it not for him.

None of the other candidates disagreed, even as Trump has driven the other top-tier candidates to the right on immigration and pushed the GOP establishment into frenzied distraction in the process. Trump’s willingness to spill buckets of blood goes beyond his support for those two thugs who beat up a Mexican in his name a couple months ago (“The people that are following me are very passionate,” was his heinous defense, before he thought better of it).

Trump has already dropped a Willie Horton ad on Jeb “Third Time’s a Charm” Bush for daring to utter the word “love” in connection with a fair enough question about why Mexicans come here to work and then send money back to their families.

Trump’s ad juxtaposes Bush’s “love” comment with the Mexican rapists he plans to exploit all the way to the White House. The ad is priceless in its irresponsibility and rhetorical violence, and his poll numbers are holding steady. That Trump, he just says what’s on his mind. Mexicans have meanwhile responded with Trump piñatas in the North Bay and beyond.

A couple of weeks ago proved to be quite a run for readers of political tea leaves and the prospects for Tea Party favorites. Trump led the pack as Bush made that unfortunate “stuff happens” comment about the Oregon mass shooting. Meanwhile, Carly Fiorina continued to fib mightily about Planned Parenthood videos, Ted Cruz accused Obama of tearing the country apart—pot, kettle, black—and Ben Carson was looking like the adult in the room, although he also looked like he just woke up from a meat coma. Then he started talking about guns. Youch!

On the other side, Hillary Clinton breezed through California for various $2,700-a-plate donor dinners last week, which included a visit to Belvedere in Marin County.

But she’ll need to pivot to a more Bernie Sanders–like populism if she hopes to ascend to the White House, says David McCuan, Sonoma State University political scientist. That’s something she failed to do against Obama in 2008, he recalls. Now she faces the prospect of facing off against Trump in 2016 in the general election, and I think we can all agree that would be a wild freaking ride.

Meanwhile, Speaker of the House John Boehner, having been Pope-shamed in his own house and having at last determined that his party has been given over to a strain of rampant yahooism—straight up announced his resignation from Congress, and set off a desperate scrum to replace him.

The putative favorite out the gate was the Kern County–based majority leader Kevin McCarthy, but as the week wore on, McCarthy emerged as nothing if not totally compromised, and perhaps incompetent.

Just as Boehner was bailing out on the GOP-led House, McCarthy went on Sean Hannity’s show and uttered the truth—at long last!—about the Benghazi select committee in Congress: That its purpose was to help drive down Clinton’s poll numbers. McCarthy said he’d bring a Benghazi-like focus to Planned Parenthood via another select committee. Hannity thanked McCarthy for his efforts on behalf of the American people.

But the moment of unscripted get-Hillary truth-telling cost McCarthy, and by week’s end he was being challenged by Utah Rep. Jason Chaffetz for the leadership role. The vote is October 29.

Vote counters on the Hill were already pointing out that there was no way McCarthy could gather the votes needed to ascend to Boehner’s chair, and Chaffetz went over to Politico.com after his announcement and told reporters that McCarthy doesn’t have the speaking skills to be speaker. McCarthy was already famous in Congress for his way with the malapropism, which is a polite way of saying that he’s not very articulate.

Meanwhile, Benghazi, Benghazi and Benghazi! Oh yeah, and immigration too.

Even as the national Republican Party has pivoted hard right, the California state Republican Party has started to lay off the immigrant-bashing rhetoric.

In advance of its convention in September, the state party defanged some of its immigration plank—in apparent recognition of the fact that Trump is a looming demographic disaster of the highest order.

For his contribution to a necessary national conversation around immigration, Trump has pledged to forcibly remove 11 million undocumented immigrants now living here. There’s somewhere around 1.5 million in this state alone, many in the agricultural sector, working in the proverbial shadows.

Along the way, Trump promises he’ll force all those Syrian refugees back to their home country, too, or whatever’s left of it. It seems like a lot of what Trump stands for has to do with forcibly removing people. According to his immigration plan, he also plans to force American employers to hire American workers if elected president.

Noted North Bay progressive-author and former congressional candidate Norman Solomon says nobody with a clue about American history should be surprised at the xenophobia driving the Trump phenomenon. “If undocumented workers disappeared from the North Bay, a lot of the economic growth and functioning of the county would disappear,” he says. “That’s just the reality.”

Solomon says the Trump phenomenon can be seen through the lens of a country that’s experienced tough financial times and is now angling for scapegoats. Lost your 401k in 2008 because of Lehman Brothers, and now you’re bagging groceries at Whole Foods? Bash Hector!

Trump has stepped into a breach where a silent minority no longer remains silent, and who will say and do the darnedest things in the service of Trump America. Much of that battle has played out in the anonymously enraged avenues of the internet and right-wing radio. The image of a thoroughly progressive North Bay is undercut, and sharply, through just a cursory spin through a couple of weeks’ worth of North Bay rants and raves on Craigslist.

Indeed, last summer’s killing of Kathryn Steinle by an undocumented alien along San Francisco’s Embarcadero put that city’s “sanctuary” status in the national crosshairs—and sanctuary cities across the country right along with it.

Solomon recalls that in 2010, when Sonoma County Supervisor David Rabbitt was running against Pam Torliatt, xenophobe politics raised its ugly head right here. Torliatt was asked in a campaign event whether she would consider voting to make Sonoma County a sanctuary county. A subsequent mailer (not issued by the Rabbitt campaign) stoked fears of unhinged Mexican violence should Sonoma go that route—and invoked a murder in San Francisco to make the point. Sound familiar? The county passed on becoming a sanctuary destination, and Torliatt got creamed in the election.

McCuan says immigration and the sanctuary issue will likely find its way onto ballot measures in around half the states in 2016—a great issue for “tilting at windmills” he says. “Trump has unleashed but really just revisited the issue,” McCuan says about immigration, an issue that will serve to stimulate Republican turnout in 2016.

McCuan sees a future California GOP as one that focuses its efforts on hyper-local races—school boards, planning commissions—and uses the ballot process to fan the flames of anti-immigrant sentiment. The most extreme end of the state party is the California Republican Assembly, he says, and that organization is hell-bent on rebuilding the farm team via local elections, regardless of what the state party does or doesn’t do when it comes to immigrants.

So there’s a disconnect on undocumented immigration between the national party and the California GOP—and within the state party itself—but at least they agree on one thing: Benghazi. That story has trickled all the way down to local Republican committees, like so much supply-side manna from Libya.

The Sonoma County Republican Committee was one of several county GOP outlets that participated in an event last month (Solano and Napa counties were also in attendance) where Benghazi was on the agenda, in the form of an appearance by serviceman Kris Tanto Paronto who was in Libya when four Americans were killed. His appearance was held in advance of the January 2016 release of 13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi that partisans say is going to be the final nail in the Clinton coffin. Even worse than those emails she deleted.

13 Hours is promoted as the film that will prove once and for all that Barack Obama hates Americans so much that he let them die while Clinton stood there and did nothing. Who gave the order to stand down? Nobody. But he’s a Muslim, she’s a bitch, end of story. Vote Trump! The candidate recently issued a very screwy video that accused Clinton of dancing with her husband while Benghazi burned. She is not named, but the scrolled text accuses politicians of “having fun” during the catastrophe.

Benghazi is a great way to get the base worked up, but shouldn’t local Republicans be a little more concerned about Trump and his immigration plan?

Edelweiss “Eddie” Geary is chair of the Sonoma County Republican Party, and believes that maybe Trump was onto something when he said that Mexico wasn’t necessarily sending its best across the border.

“Well, Mr. Trump said they send us their criminals,” Geary says. “I don’t know if Mexico is concerned about saying goodbye to those people.”

Geary says she supports legal immigration and says the GOP is “branded unfairly as being against immigration.” She also iterated a number of general GOP talking points on Benghazi and Planned Parenthood, and also threatened to beat me, jokingly, with a rolled-up copy of the Bohemian if I threw her under the bus for this story. So I won’t do that.

The local party hasn’t endorsed a candidate, Geary says, but she speaks favorably of Trump when she notes, “He’s saying, basically, ‘We’re tired, and we’re not going to take it anymore.’ I get calls from people all the time: Where can they get Donald Trump material.”

Like a lot of Republicans, Geary also wants to know where Obama was the night of Benghazi. “We have no idea where he was.” And she says the Benghazi episode highlights that Clinton is not qualified to be president, as she repeats a well-traveled Clinton response to a congressional inquiry about Benghazi with, “At this point what difference does it make?”

And Geary says there’s plenty of support for Trump in the North Bay. The group had a table at the Sonoma County Fair this year and Geary says if she “had a dollar for every person at the booth who said they were supporting Trump, I could retire.”

Noted North Bay vintner Don Sebastiani is supporting Ben Carson and sent him $2,016 back in March, according to records available at Open Secrets. Carson is the only Republican candidate who has rightly observed that white Americans don’t want to be working in the fields.

Before he was a vintner, Sebastiani was a Republican member of the California Assembly. He supports Carson but doesn’t expect him to win; threw a dinner for Rand Paul earlier this year; expects Jeb Bush to be the eventual GOP nominee; says he dislikes Ted Cruz very much—and likes Marco Rubio, also very much.

Trump? Not so much. Sebastiani says he “kind of likes” Trump’s tax plan—tax cuts, simplify the code—”but a lot of what he is doing is demagoguing … He’s insulting his way to the White House.”

And Trump’s plan to force American employers like him to hire American-born workers? Sebastiani says Trump’s extremism on this point, compared to Carson, “is one of the things that I love about Ben Carson.”

Sebastiani says he’s all for an enforceable border policy, but scoffs at the idea of slapping handcuffs on 11 million people and sending them back to Mexico. Even his sixth-grade grandchild is noticing a certain quality about Trump. Sebastiani recalls the child recently declared, “This Trump is a racist!”

“What he is,” Sebastiani says, “is a publicist, and a stunning one.”

A common theme in stories about California is how the state has led the proverbial way. It led the way in gay marriage, curbing emissions and medical cannabis. Is the state now a leader in partisanship?

McCuan observes that in California, there are lots of anti-tax Republicans, social conservatives and three moderates—”Arnold Schwarzenegger and two of his friends.”

Where did the rest of the moderates go?

“Every Republican I know is kind of embarrassed at this point,” says second-term U.S. Rep. Jared Huffman, D-San Rafael. “Most of the time they will tell you that they’ve voted for Democrats for years. Most will tell you that the party has left them.”

Huffman sees in the Trump anti-immigrant gambit a corollary from California’s not-distant past. Voters here passed the anti-immigrant Proposition 187 in 1994, which turned out to be a disaster for the state party that pushed it.

“At the national level, the GOP led by Trump and Cruz and others—it’s exactly what happened to the California GOP in 1994 with Wilson,” Huffman says, referring to former governor Pete Wilson, Republican. “He played to an ugly type of populism to win an election, and it’s cost them elections ever since. The same thing is now going on at the national level.”

Hero & Zero: Be a hero and rude smokers

By Nikki Silverstein

Hero: Flashback to last weekend. Did you find a camera at Phoenix Lake and have no idea who lost it? Allow us to enlighten you on the saga of a virtually worthless 5-year-old Sony with a chip full of memories invaluable to one person only: David. He traveled from England to visit his friend Lauri in Sausalito. The pair hiked around Phoenix Lake and David fell on some stairs. While Lauri tended to his wound, he removed the camera from around his neck. The next day, he realized that it was gone. Though they searched everywhere and contacted the Ross Police and the Marin Municipal Water District, the camera remains MIA. If you found it, be a hero and get in touch with Lauri at lr****@*****st.net.
Zero: Neighbors near Good Earth’s flagship store in Fairfax have smoke coming out of their ears. Some good earthlings are breaking bad across the street from their employer. Literally hundreds of stubbed-out cigarettes litter the small patch of earth where Pastori Avenue ends at the San Anselmo Creek. When the locals request that the Good Earth smokers leave no butts behind, they aren’t always greeted in the healthiest manner. “I have had conversations with six different employees at this point,” said neighbor DM. “One guy was great. The others were amazingly rude.” We know that Good Earth doesn’t rule the world, yet we hope they weigh the environmental impact of their employees’ dirty habit and exercise their right to educate them about the unsustainability of cigarettes and smoking.

Free Will Astrology

By Rob Brezsny

ARIES (March 21-April 19): If I warned you not to trust anyone, I hope you would reject my simplistic fear-mongering. If I suggested that you trust everyone unconditionally, I hope you would dismiss my delusional naiveté. But it’s important to acknowledge that the smart approach is far more difficult than those two extremes. You’ve got to evaluate each person and even each situation on a case-by-case basis. There may be unpredictable folks who are trustworthy some of the time, but not always. Can you be both affably open-hearted and slyly discerning? It’s especially important that you do so in the next 16 days.

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): As I meditated on your astrological aspects, I had an intuition that I should go to a gem fair I’d heard about. It was at an event center near my home. When I arrived, I was dazzled to find a vast spread of minerals, fossils, gemstones and beads. Within a few minutes, two stones had commanded my attention, as if they’d reached out to me telepathically: Chrysoprase, a green gemstone, and petrified wood, a mineralized fossil streaked with earth tones. The explanatory note next to the chrysoprase said that if you keep this gem close to you, it “helps make conscious what has been unconscious.” Ownership of the petrified wood was described as conferring “the power to remove obstacles.” I knew these were the exact oracles you needed. I bought both stones, took them home, and put them on an altar dedicated to your success in the coming weeks.

GEMINI (May 21-June 20): George R. R. Martin has written a series of fantasy novels collectively called A Song of Ice and Fire. They have sold 60 million copies and been adapted for the TV series Game of Thrones. Martin says the inspiration for his master work originated with the pet turtles he owned as a kid. The creatures lived in a toy castle in his bedroom, and he pretended that they were knights and kings and other royal characters. “I made up stories about how they killed each other and betrayed each other and fought for the kingdom,” he has testified. I think the next seven months will be a perfect time for you to make a comparable leap, Gemini. What’s your version of Martin’s turtles? And what valuable asset can you turn it into?

CANCER (June 21-July 22): The editors of the Urban Dictionary provide a unique definition of the word “outside.” They say it’s a vast, uncomfortable place that surrounds your home. It has no ceiling or walls or carpets, and contains annoying insects and random loud noises. There’s a big yellow ball in the sky that’s always moving around and changing the temperature in inconvenient ways. Even worse, the “outside” is filled with strange people who are constantly doing deranged and confusing things. Does this description match your current sense of what “outside” means, Cancerian? If so, that’s OK. For now, enjoy the hell out of being inside.

LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): We all go through phases when we are tempted to believe in the factuality of every hostile, judgmental and random thought that our monkey mind generates. I am not predicting that this is such a time for you. But I do want to ask you to be extra skeptical toward your monkey mind’s fabrications. Right now it’s especially important that you think as coolly and objectively as possible. You can’t afford to be duped by anyone’s crazy talk, including your own. Be extra vigilant in your quest for the raw truth.

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Do you know about the ancient Greek general Pyrrhus? At the Battle of Asculum in 279 BC, his army technically defeated Roman forces, but his casualties were so substantial that he ultimately lost the war. You can and you must avoid a comparable scenario. Fighting for your cause is good only if it doesn’t wreak turmoil and bewilderment. If you want to avoid an outcome in which both sides lose, you’ve got to engineer a result in which both sides win. Be a cagey compromiser.

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): If I could give you a birthday present, it would be a map to your future treasure. Do you know which treasure I’m referring to? Think about it as you fall asleep on the next eight nights. I’m sorry I can’t simply provide you with the instructions you’d need to locate it. The cosmic powers tell me you have not yet earned that right. The second-best gift I can offer, then, will be clues about how to earn it. Clue #1. Meditate on the differences between what your ego wants and what your soul needs. #2. Ask yourself, “What is the most unripe part of me?” And then devise a plan to ripen it. #3. Invite your deep mind to give you insights you haven’t been brave enough to work with until now. #4. Take one medium-sized bold action every day.

SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Galway Kinnell’s poem “Middle of the Way” is about his solo trek through the snow on Oregon’s Mount Gauldy. As he wanders in the wilderness, he remembers an important truth about himself: “I love the day, the sun … But I know [that] half my life belongs to the wild darkness.” According to my reading of the astrological omens, Scorpio, now is a good time for you, too, to refresh your awe and reverence for the wild darkness—and to recall that half your life belongs to it. Doing so will bring you another experience Kinnell describes: “An inexplicable sense of joy, as if some happy news had been transmitted to me directly, by-passing the brain.”

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): The last time I walked into a McDonald’s and ordered a meal was 1984. Nothing that the restaurant chain serves up is appealing to my taste or morality. I do admire its adaptability, however. In cow-loving India, McDonald’s only serves vegetarian fare that includes deep-fried cheese and potato patties. In Israel, kosher McFalafels are available. Mexicans order their McMuffins with refried beans and pico de gallo. At a McDonald’s in Singapore, you can order McRice burgers. This is the type of approach I advise for you right now, Sagittarius. Adjust your offerings for your audience.

CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): You have been flirting with your “alone at the top” reveries. I won’t be surprised if one night you have a dream of riding on a Ferris wheel that malfunctions, leaving you stranded at the highest point. What’s going on? Here’s what I suspect: In one sense you are zesty and farseeing. Your competence and confidence are waxing. At the same time, you may be out of touch with what’s going on at ground level. Your connection to the depths is not as intimate as your relationship with the heights. The moral of the story might be to get in closer contact with your roots. Or be more attentive to your support system. Or buy new shoes and underwear.

AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): I haven’t planted a garden for years. My workload is too intense to devote enough time to that pleasure. So eight weeks ago I was surprised when a renegade sunflower began blooming in the dirt next to my porch. How did the seed get there? Via the wind? A passing bird that dropped a potential meal? The gorgeous interloper eventually grew to a height of four feet and produced a boisterous yellow flower head. Every day I muttered a prayer of thanks for its guerrilla blessing. I predict a comparable phenomenon for you in the coming days, Aquarius.

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): The coming days will be a favorable time to dig up what has been buried. You can, if you choose, discover hidden agendas, expose deceptions, see beneath the masks and dissolve delusions. But it’s my duty to ask you this: Is that really something you want to do? It would be fun and sexy to liberate so much trapped emotion and suppressed energy, but it could also stir up a mind-bending ruckus that propels you on a healing quest. I hope you decide to go for the gusto, but I’ll understand if you prefer to play it safe.

Homework: Do what you must do in order to break a bad habit that has been sapping your vitality. Report results at Freewillastrology.com.

Advice Goddess

By Amy Alkon

Q: Six years ago, I was dating this guy on the East Coast. He and I share a deep love of the arts. We started arguing on the sidewalk, and I got so upset that I vomited all over myself. He refused to drive me home or let me back into his apartment to change. Finally, he gave me a pair of pants, but he made me change in the stairwell. Shortly afterward, I moved out west. I told him I still loved him and couldn’t get him out of my system, but his response was downright cruel. Eventually, I fell in love with my current boyfriend. Well, East Coast Guy now wants me back. I do miss our mutual passion for theater and art. (West Coast Guy isn’t interested in attending artistic events.) However, I’ve had poor job-hunting luck and I’m fearful about my financial future, and West Coast Guy recently made me his heir. I’m tortured. Should I give East Coast Guy another chance?—Torn

A: Psychoanalyst Erich Fromm wrote that mature love is “I need you because I love you.” Rather different from “I need you because I don’t want to be living in a packing crate when I’m 50.”

As for the love you could have … it seems that—awww!—even now, East Coast Guy wants to be the reason you walk home alone in an upchuck-decorated dress. (Sell framed, numbered snippings and it’s art!) Your entertaining a re-up with a guy who treated you so cruelly is bizarre—unless you consider a psychological gotcha called “the Zeigarnik effect.” Social psychologists Roy Baumeister and Brad Bushman explain that when a task or goal gets interrupted, the automatic, unconscious part of our brain keeps pinging the conscious part, nagging us to finish up whatever we’ve left incomplete. (Unfortunately, our subconscious is only interested in getting the thing finished, not whether the guy in question is a complete douche-iopath.)

A way to shut off the Zeigarnik effect is to complete the incomplete thing—like by ending it for good with East Coast Guy or maybe picking up where you left off. But before you do the latter, consider another factor that’s surely in effect here—the cognitive bias of “selective perception.” This is our tendency to go all forgetsenheimer’s about the stuff that’s emotionally uncomfortable (ego battering, for example). Shoving it in some mental closet allows us to focus on more appealing beliefs, like “I can always count on him—to share my enthusiasm for gallery openings where everybody has complicated hair.”

Real love draws lines in how somebody treats you—how even when they’re angry, they act lovingly (assuming you haven’t, say, sauteed their parrot and served it up with a side of peas). As for whether you need a more arts-going man, that’s something to figure out before you get all relationshippy with somebody who’d rather stay home watching YouTube videos of a raccoon riding a Roomba. But also consider that life involves trade-offs, like maybe going to arts events with a friend instead of demanding that your partner meet your every need like a giant human Costco: “Love me, leave me money and live to attend haunting performance art, like a woman reading a Chinese takeout menu for nine hours straight and then clipping her toenails and lighting them on fire.”

Q: I’ve always been a sexual free spirit, but I’d like to get serious with this guy I’ve been dating. Is it ever good to tell a guy about other guys you’ve slept with recently or who are still nosing around? I think it might make a guy feel you’re desirable and commit, but my guy friends say it’s really off-putting.—Just Wondering

A: For a woman, finding somebody to have sex with is about as hard as finding an Indian guy running a 7-Eleven. Yay, huh? Uh … except for how harshly women get judged for being “sexual free spirits.” This comes out of what anthropologists call “paternity uncertainty”—the fear men evolved to have that they’ll be bringing home the bison to feed a kid who’ll be passing on the genes of Mr. Monobrow in the next lean-to. So men take issue with women who get around, whereas for men, there’s no such thing as “stud shaming.” In other words, never tell who or how many. And by the way, some guys claim they’ll be OK with knowing—just before they start keeping you up all night with questions like, “Was it recent?” “Was there overlap?” and “Was this BEFORE you got Lasik?” The reality is, a boyfriend will want to believe that your body is a temple—and not the sort that’s been an international tourist hot spot with a eunuch outside operating one of those little clickers.

This week in the Pacific Sun

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This week in the Pacific Sun, you’ll find our ‘Feast for the Eyes’ cover story, in which Mal Karman presents the impressive lineup of films to be screened at the 38th annual Mill Valley Film Festival (MVFF). On top of that, Joseph Mayton reports on Marin towns banning short-term rentals from popular house-sharing sites like Airbnb, Tanya Henry writes about The Living Seed Company’s seeds of peace, Molly Oleson checks in with MVFF Executive Director Mark Fishkin about the film festival’s new partnership with Sweetwater, and with Joel Eis, co-owner of Rebound Bookstore, about Litquake San Rafael and Charles Brousse review’s ‘Dogfight’ at the San Francisco Playhouse. And last but not least: We’ve launched Best of Marin 2016! Beginning today, you can vote for all of your favorite places.

Film: Vertigo

by Richard von Busack

In IMAX and 3-D, The Walk is lethal. Robert Zemeckis, a technical wizard, directs material treated in James Marsh’s 2008 documentary Man on Wire, the true account of French acrobat Philippe Petit’s tightrope walk between the World Trade Center’s (WTC) twin towers. This ultimate high-wire act, performed 110 stories up, was a free, illegal show for New Yorkers.

Here, the resurrected WTC looks insubstantial, sometimes like a hologram, sometimes like the lenticular image on a souvenir postcard. But the view Zemeckis wreaks of the potential plummet will affect many viewers with the palm-sweats, and worse. The walk sequence is engineered as exquisite torture. If it’s not the actual 45 minutes in length that Petit (Joseph-Gordon Levitt) spent over the abyss, it seems that long. Just when it’s almost over and relief is setting in, the nerveless Petit raises his balance pole—it weighed 55 pounds, incidentally—makes an about-face and goes for another stroll. There may not be another director alive with such an instinct for how to use 3-D for punch.

Yet The Walk isn’t a movie that seeks our childish sense of wonder; it’s a movie that talks to us like we’re a pack of kids. It’s powdered with sugar. Petit explains it all with the forced, antic enthusiasm of a birthday clown. In 3-D, Petit is flat as a silhouette against the synthetic New York harbor background.

After the heist-like set-up and with the terrifying walk underway, you forgive Zemeckis’ Pepé Le Pew–worthy visions of French life. As heist-movie procedural, the film brings up matters we hadn’t anticipated: The weight and unruliness of the cable as it is rigged in the dark, the persistence of security guards, and even an angry, if artificial, seagull menacing Petit as he lies down for a little rest in the middle of the air.

Petit and his pals declare themselves outlaws and anarchists, but they don’t do anything tough. In The Walk, we certainly get the wire, but we don’t get the man.

Music: Music for days

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by Molly Oleson

It’s three days before the opening night of the 38th annual Mill Valley Film Festival (MVFF), and Executive Director Mark Fishkin is on his way to a screening. “So we’re gonna talk about music?” he asks excitedly over the phone.

He begins with a story from years ago, when guitarist Michael Bloomfield—who worked with Bob Dylan on Highway 61 Revisited—would sit down at a small, upright piano to play for audiences as they waited for films to begin. He then reminisces about events during which well-known cinematographers were honored with shows played by the likes of Jerry Garcia and Carlos Santana.

“There was always this incredible history of music that surrounded the festival,” Fishkin says. “We decided this year, let’s take it up a notch in terms of the amount of music we do.”

Take it up a notch they did. For the first time, in a new series dubbed MVFF Music, the California Film Institute has announced that the Mill Valley Film Festival will be in residence at the landmark Sweetwater Music Hall for nine nights of exclusively curated live music.

Master guitarist Dean Ween, of the Dean Ween Group, will kick off the series on Friday, October 9, and The Great Mill Valley Gospel Show—featuring Narada Michael Walden and members of The Love Center Choir—will close it on Saturday, Oct. 17. In between, The Mother Truckers will take the stage (Oct. 11), along with folky-bluesy string band The Brothers Comatose (Oct. 12), ’60s-and-’70s cover song specialists Olive and the Dirty Martinis (Oct. 13), global drumming icon Tommy Igoe (Oct. 14) and alternative band Stroke 9 (Oct. 15).

Much of the music, Fishkin says, deals directly with the films that will be shown. The “Sing Out For Sight” show (Oct. 10) will feature the premiere of the documentary Open Your Eyes, and tunes by Bob Weir.

“I think most exciting on the second weekend is The Great Mill Valley Gospel Show,” Fishkin says, noting that it includes musicians who come from incredible roots in gospel music and have played with stars ranging from Aretha Franklin to Diana Ross to Whitney Houston.

Fishkin looks forward to an eclectic soundtrack by versatile performers—sure to continue the festival’s strong tradition of intertwining, and celebrating, film and music.

“Just incredible master musicians,” he says of the lineup. “I’m really excited about this program.”
For more information, visit mvff.com/music/.

Theater: Courageous effort

by Charles Brousse

It’s 1967. A pair of previously unacquainted American war veterans—one from Korea, the other from Vietnam—are seated next to each other as their Greyhound bus speeds through the night toward San Francisco. After a few brief verbal exchanges about their lives since leaving military service, the Vietnam vet’s mind drifts back to November 21, 1963, when he made this same journey in a military bus full of young Marines fresh out of basic training. They were a rowdy bunch, excited by the adventures they hoped to have during their 24-hour shore liberty before being shipped off to Okinawa, the first leg of a transfer to the war zone.

For this particular Marine, it was the beginning of a life-changing transformation. The creative team of Benj Pasek and Justin Paul (jointly credited for music and lyrics), working with a script adapted by Peter Duchan from an obscure 1971 movie by the same name, have pieced together some fragments of that brief visit and its aftermath in Dogfight, the opening production of San Francisco Playhouse’s new season.

Musicals, even the standard, well-tested classics, are never easy projects. With their mix of  dancing, singing, instrumental accompaniment, large casts of multi-talented performers and frequent need for special effects, they have a plethora of moving parts that may malfunction. Small wonder, then, that the majority are designed to provide light, “feel good” entertainment,  rather than to explore serious issues.

Dogfight has a somewhat different agenda, but it takes awhile to figure out what it is. My initial impression was that we were being led one more time up the familiar path of a “boy meets girl, boy screws up and loses girl, boy makes amends and gets girl” love story. Jeffrey Brian Adams brings energy, sensitivity and a sweet singing voice to the role of the show’s protagonist, Eddie Birdlace. Like his comrades, who are itching to “score” sexually before departing, Eddie wants to make the most out of his brief reprieve from military discipline, but he’s also skeptical about  their plan to pitch in $50 each to finance a “dogfight” party that evening, so described because the one who brings the ugliest date will be awarded a cash prize. Nevertheless, he agrees to join and, after an unproductive search, cajoles an incredibly naïve, self-deprecating café waitress named Rose (Caitlin Brooke, who may be a trifle overweight, but is blessed with a warm personality and—most important in such circumstances—the vocal strength to handle the musical’s demanding score).

At the party, things don’t go well for Eddie and Rose. When Rose learns about the gathering’s cruel purpose from another female guest while in the ladies room, she curses Eddie for his deception and blames herself for being taken in. Filled with the kind of genuine remorse that he has probably never experienced before, Eddie persuades Rose to have dinner with him, one thing leads to another and eventually these two lost souls express their blossoming affection in a tender bedroom scene.

There the fantasy of romance abruptly ends and the brutal reality of war takes its place. The proud Marines who volunteered to fight for their country in Vietnam quickly lose their swagger  as the heat, the hidden enemy and the increasing realization that the folks back home don’t support them, take their toll. One by one they fall—to bullets, bombs and the lure of the opium dens. The Eddie Birdlace who returns to San Francisco by Greyhound to try to find Rose is a changed man.

As I said earlier, musicals have many moving parts. While Dogfight poses special problems because of its content, director Bill English manages to get most of them moving in sync, but not all. Nevertheless, a tip of the hat for having the courage to try.

NOW PLAYING: Dogfight runs through November 7 at San Francisco Playhouse, 450 Post St., San Francisco; 415/677-9596; sfplayhouse.org.

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