TO SNAP THIS SHOT, MISS JO WASN’T USING HER CELL PHONE WHILE DRIVING, just her Olympus E-Volt 35mm camera, grabbed quickly from her back pack while sitting behind the wheel waiting for the light to change on Clayton Street @ 17th.
It’s one of those crossroads where traffic from Twin Peaks, Cole Valley, Ashbury Heights and Upper Market stream by on the way to someplace else.
Miss Jo and Jeff spotted the Vespa at the same time and shared a smile over the young San Franciscan-hipster citing. It wasn’t until they got home that the juxtaposition between the green, fashionable and unfettered two-wheeler and the dense, polluting and so-last-century SUV came into view
“Before and After,” was the caption that first popped into Miss Jo’s mind, which involuntarily labels things, a hazard of working in the coal mines of journalism for 30 years.
“That Used to be Me,” was the caption that occurred next, from the point of view of the SUV driver.
“Jeff would never be able to transport his keyboard and amp on that, and we could never give Mike a ride to the Oakland bus,” Miss Jo further analyzed, from the driver’s seat of her trusty 1995 Mazda, wondering when they might trade in their hooptie for something green, like the electric one seater in the Fillmore.
Photos by Miss Jo
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I guess this is what one might call a Crossroads of Culture?