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The Fangless Revolution: The irony of Ed Lee’s rise to mayor of San Francisco, and just who the real winner in this whole thing might be

The irony was too much last Sunday when the San Francisco freebie, the Examiner, hailed on its cover the headline, “Asian Power.”  On one side the board president David Chiu, on the other the new interim Mayor Ed Lee. And then the subhed proclaiming how “the City’s strongest ethnic voting bloc finally claims City Hall.”

The irony is the bold pronouncement in the Examiner, once owned by the Fang family, who were at one time the Asian Kingmakers in San Francisco.  The Fangs, you’ll recall,  were originally the publishers of AsianWeek and the local shopper, the Independent. 

But they expanded their profile when they made the bold move to by the Ex from the Hearsts, taking with them what they thought was  a nice subsidy from the seller.

It wasn’t nearly enough,not at a time when newspapers were already 10 inches into an obit for the industry.

Let’s just say it didn’t work out–for anybody.  The Hearsts are still bleeding with the Chron.  The Fangs, not only had to sell to another mogul who has devised  a national chain of Examiner freebies, but the family’s power at City Hall, once thought to be formidable is all but gone.

If there was a revolution at City Hall it wasn’t because anyone consulted the Fangs on Ed Lee.

I think the big winner in all this, however, isn’t Lee.

Yes, it’s historical and he’s the guy. But he has to run in November to keep his seat and there’s no clear path to get back to his $250,000 administrator job if he loses.  In fact, he’ll face challenges from at least two other Asian Americans, Sen.Leland Yee and Assessor Phil Ting.

That should produce a lot of fireworks.

There may even be a fourth candidate, board president David Chiu.

Whether he runs or not,  I think Chiu’s already the big winner in this all. 

David was a civil rights attorney, but I’ve known David from a time ten years ago when we both worked at an internet startup. When the company changed direction, I left, but David, on the busienss side,  managed to not just survive, but to thrive. I thought it showed  incredible  acumen how he maneuvered and kept the company going. 

In politics, David has been no less impressive. He took a grassroots effort and won a seat on the board. Then,  as a neophyte member, he  became president. While he was allied with progressives at the start, his nimble dealing with moderates won him a second term last week.

The moves reek of ambition. But that’s what you want from a leader, no?

With Lee a possible short-timer, my money is on David to ultimately emerge if not in a run for November, then soon after.

In my AsianWeek columns of the past, I called him Obama-like. He’s a smart Harvard Law guy who is showing some real moves. His time in the board is his woodshed period.

If Lee faces Yee and Ting in November it’s hard to say what will happen with rank-choice voting in the mayor’s race.  Chiu, a fourth Asian American, could really make things interesting  if all the winner has to do is be named as one of the top 3 choices on a ballot.

It could be another Jean Quan situation. You don’t need all the first place votes, you just need to be mentioned.

 That could leave Chiu,  the young and still rising Asian American politico, as the one with  the biggest “upside.”

READ MORE IN MY AMOK COLUMN AT THE ASIAN AMERICAN LEGAL DEFENSE AND EDUCATION FUND SITE:

 http://aaldef.org/blog/san-franciscos-political-gold-mountain.html

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Holy pot sticker: First Asian American mayor of San Francisco?

Ed Lee is Mayor of San Francisco.

Or I.M. (interim mayor).

Hooray?

Hold your horses. There’s still lots of process left before it’s final.

And even then. It’s still just “I.M.”

So why doesn’t it feel as exciting as it is historic?

I would have wished it were done in a more heroic and mythic way, perhaps a thrilling campaign with speeches and drama and perhaps a nail-biter ballot count.

And then maybe we could hoist up Ed Lee on the lions at the Grant Ave. gate.

This  was perhaps a bit too political.

 A little like an arranged marriage.  An internal Supes vote with a touch of intrigue for this interm mayor.

The pick was between some retreads (Hennessey, a good guy and a progressive’s progressive, Agnos the former mayor, Peskin the former but still ambitious supe). The vote deadlocked at 5 between Lee and Hennessey.

Then Lee won a subsequent vote, 10-1. ( Chris Daly was the lone dissenter. That’s  enough reason to like Lee if you’re a non-Asian).

But a new board installed Saturday or Sunday could change it all.

A moment in the sun, is what it is.

A campaign for the real mayor in November could begin sooner than Lee can rearrange the pictures on the office wall.

And then we may even see some Asian American candidates  (as well as others) who may challenge Lee for the post.

But if this weekend plays out, Lee was there first and that deserves a firecracker or two.

And he’ll be mayor for the New Year parade!

Still, to use a math analogy, is Lee more than a “placeholder” enjoying his time in the sun? 

We shall see.

This may have been a little symbolic affirmative action.  Asians have been powerful in city politics but no one got the top job, until now. A generation of younger Asian Americans will definitely change  thatnc certainly in the next 5-10 years.  Ed Lee is just the beginning as San Francisco’s official leadership actually begins to look like the city it serves.

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The dominance of Lincecum, the roar of the crowd, the power of baseball

As a young boy, my earliest and lasting memories as a SF Giants fan were the resounding cheers for the heroes of ’62:  Cepada, McCovey, and Mays—but especially Mays.  

He didn’t have to do anything but come to the plate and have his name announced and Candlestick Park would quake.  

I’ve never really experienced anything live at any baseball game that could ever come close to the roar Mays could inspire.

Maybe I just haven’t been to the right games in person.

 But yesterday I was. Game 1 NLDS, Braves and Giants, Tim Lincecum’s first post-season start.

That’s when I heard it again: AT&T Park reached and surpassed the mythic roar of my Candlestick.

Electric crowd?  It was practically nuclear.  When the focus is all on Lincecum, the wunderkind pitcher, it’s not just a sporadic burst of cheers every nine batters for a star like Mays.  It’s pitch by pitch throughout the entire game.  And just as in the days of old, before the baseball gods created the closer, Lincecum pitched the entire game (119 pitches).

Lincecum’s dominance really was quite deceptive. In retrospect, there’s no question that to the Braves, Lincecum was untouchable. But when you’re at the game, the electricity is like an unbroken circuit. You’re living and dying with every pitch, and totally in the moment. Dominance isn’t a reality until the last out is recorded.  And then you look back and realize the Freak has 14 strikeouts, and by golly, the Giants one run has held up.  

The 14 K’s were the most in franchise history since the ’62 Giants, when it was ace Jack Sanford who rung up 10 Yankees.

I was happy to hear the stat, mostly because it brought up the name of an oft forgotten Giant.

Sanford who passed away in 2000 at age 70, was another favorite of mine.  He won 16 consecutive games in 1962 to propel the Giants to the pennant that year.  Normally, Juan Marichal’s name comes up when people remember the arms of ’62.  But to me Sanford was the guy that year, his only really stellar year.

As the Giants surged to win the NL West on the last day of the season, there was lots of talk about 62. But few, if any, ever mentioned Sanford, until Lincecum took the mound tonight.

This was just  Lincecum’s first outing, a harbinger of more greatness to come, as if two Cy Young awards in his first two full years didn’t already indicate that.   Lincecum had a rough August, but his return to form in September continues into  October.

He’s got his Filipino side in him working again.

Next for the Giants comes Matt Cain, then Jonathan Sanchez. And Madison Bumgarner.   And Lincecum again.  And when they tire, Brian Wilson and the bearded and unbearded pen lay in waiting.

With those arms maybe all you do  need is a couple of hits, a walk, and a run scored on a double play.  (The Giants have 159 or so of those this year).

I’m almost as old as the number on Timmy’s back. But I haven’t felt this way about baseball since I was a kid.  

On Thursday, I saw it, and heard it. I’m going back for more.

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