There's a new Hooters restaurant opening at Fisherman's Wharf, you can smell the fish there.  More on that later.  First, about Hooters in general.  There's nothing wrong with a place that uses attractive women as part of its allure.  Even in San Francisco there are people bitching about how demeaning to women this is.  These people are known as idiots.  This, in a city where you can catch the Puppetry of the Penis and the Vagina Monologues across town.  Get a fucking grip, will you!?  Who, exactly, is this demeaning?  You!?  If you think Hooters, or strip clubs, or Playboy magazine is demeaning to "women", then you must believe (assuming you are a woman) that it is demeaning to you personally.  I submit that you have a serious self-esteem problem.  I guarantee that nobody is looking at YOU differently on account of a Hooters opening in S.F.  If you want to say that it's demeaning to the women who actually work there, then at least that makes a little bit of sense.  But, if it's so horrible, why do they continue to work there?  And why don't I see them on the news complaining about how bad they feel working there?  And why does this restaurant chain have 330 restaurants full of these poor women?  You have no answer because you're wrong.  Flat out wrong.

Now, the other thing I want to know is: what the hell happened to Fisherman's Wharf?  I have nostalgic childhood memories of the wharf.  Memories of street magicians and fisherman; good food and the smell of the ocean.  Now when I go down there, all I smell is stank tourists.  Fisherman's Wharf has become too commercialized.  Instead of walking along and stopping to see the fish vendors' wares, now you're tripping over homeless people asking you for money.  And wall-to-wall gift shops asking you for money.  Luckily, there are tourists all around, eager to spend their money on this weak-ass shit.  Bringing in a Hooters is par for the course, but man, I miss the old wharf, the way I remember it.