We spent part of my birthday morning in Berkeley, California. Mike had just finished a 2-day conference for his work, and so we decided to extend our stay in the Bay area for another couple of hours with a jaunt to Berkeley for lunch before heading home. Now, maybe it's a matter of comparison and contrast along political and ideological perspectives, but Berkeley has long held a reputation for its firebrand leftist leaning students, its 1960s style Free Speech Movement staged sit-ins demanding all sorts of rights to freedom and free speech, and its local activists that would possibly make even Michael Moore look like a conservative. Now, I'm sure that not all liberals are leftists, and vice versa, but to walk down Telegraph Avenue as we did during our brief visit to Berkeley Friday morning, you'd be hard pressed to think otherwise. We saw a good number of homemade cardboard signs propped up with messages ranging from "The Media Is Only As Liberal As The Conservative Businesses That Own Them", "Jesus Was A Liberal" and "War is Terrorism" to name but a few.
In the midst of the people watching and the cardboard sign reading, something else caught my attention that day as we walked about Telegraph Avenue. It occurred to me that Telegraph Avenue was perhaps a wonderful destination, once upon a time, to shop for local art and rare books; yet, as we walked about the sidewalks this past Friday, I couldn't help but feel that those more charming novelties had been replaced by junk shops and miscellaneous crap (for lack of a better word). The number of panhandlers was also quite striking, and it seemed that a good number of them were completely looney. One even coughed upon Mike, and Mike had to sweep off chunks of brown phlegm that had projected from the man's uncovered mouth. Shortly thereafter, Mike declared to me, "great, I probably just got the H1N1 virus."
The streets along Telegraph Avenue were quite dirty and the store fronts shoddy. There were several vacant looking stores and many that appeared to be operating in a completely unkempt sort of way. It was very sad in many different respects. I had visited Telegraph Avenue several years ago when first arriving to California and it seemed that in just a few short years, the condition of the area had dramatically taken a turn for the worse. It's still a very eclectic area and no doubt still maintains much of its appeal for both natives and tourists alike, but I couldn't help but wonder to myself if the city council of Berkeley, which seems to possess a reputation for being notoriously anti-property owner and anti-business, had not finally succeeded in that agenda. To walk about Telegraph Avenue in its current state would suggest that indeed they have achieved their goals in almost running the businesses and the street community into the ground. In reality, I don't know if its the fault of the city council of Berkeley or if it's just part of the resident culture, but regardless, it was sad to see portions of the city, such as what we saw on Telegraph Avenue, with the rich, eccentric history that it has, in such a pitiful, shabby condition.
The twins also didn't really enjoy their time in Berkeley either. They fussed and whined for most of the entire time that we walked the sidewalks of Telegraph Avenue. They also wanted to be picked up and held constantly and didn't want to go into any of the stores. It was actually a little out of character for the twins - they usually love cruising city sidewalks and shopping with mom and dad, but alas, no such luck while in Berkeley that day. We, therefore, didn't end up staying very long. Fussy twins is no fun for anyone...
Here are a few pictures taken during our short stay in Berekely while walking along Telegraph Avenue:
Mike trying to coax Paige and Taylor to walk rather than be held...