Arrr, Berkeley’s givin’ the ol’ heave-ho to homeless camps, a sign o’ stormy seas ahead, matey!
2024-11-16
Arrr, matey! The landlubbers in California be settin' their sights on mighty encampments, hopin' to ride the winds o' a court ruling from a crew o' stuffy old men. Aye, 'tis a treasure hunt of sorts, but with more rum and less gold! Yarrr!
Arrr matey! Gather ’round, ye scallywags, for I bring ye tidings from the land o’ California, where the progressive folk be makin’ a mighty plan! They be settin’ their sights on them large encampments, as if they be huntin’ for buried treasure, but instead o’ gold, they seek to clear the streets o’ landlubbers livin' rough-like.Now, what gives ‘em the courage, ye ask? A decision from the highest court in the land, ruled by a band o’ conservative buccaneers! Aye, it seems even the black-hearted judges can occasionally lend a hand to our merry crew of progressives. With such a decree, they be thinkin’ they can sail straight into the heart of the matter and tidy up the harbor, if ye catch me drift.
But beware, me hearties! The seas be rough, and not all will welcome this fair wind! The thought of sendin’ the poor souls away from their makeshift homes be causin’ quite the ruckus, like a kraken in the night! So grab yer grog and watch the show, for this be a tale of politics and pirates, where the winds of change be blowin’ fierce! Arrr!