San Francisco has banned the sale of fur. From the CBS-SF story:
San Francisco has become the first major U.S. city to ban the sale of fur clothing and products.
Tuesday, the Board of Supervisors unanimously approved a measure that prohibits the sale of fur clothes, accessories, even souvenirs in stores and online.
Fur items purchased online cannot even be delivered to a San Francisco address.
Let’s see. Leaders in The City, as it is known, don’t care enough to do anything meaningful about the human waste that increasingly befouls the streets — there is even a feces map published to warn about the dirty spots. The City allows needles to be given to addicts — not exchanged, given — which are then discarded on the streets like gum wrappers. Vermin-infested tent cities of the homeless coexist with some of the most expensive real estate on the planet, for goodness sake! And don’t get me started on its sanctuary-city policies.
Great priorities, my old, crazy home of SF!
And what happened to consistency? Why not ban leather too? It is animal hide, after all. And steak, no more of that at your too-expensive restaurants. And medicines that came into being because of animal testing. Those too should go, including the HIV drugs that saved so many San Franciscans from horrible deaths.
If people don’t like fur — which I totally get — the marketplace will handle it. But the fur business is a legal enterprise — unlike injected drugs. That matters. It should be unconstitutional for SF to put such a legal restraint on interstate commerce.
But getting there would require some courageous business, group, or adversely impacted persons to file a lawsuit. That’s a risky and expensive go: San Francisco radicalism is staunchly protected by the Ninth Circuit. And the leftists in SF will happily harass dissenters to drive them out of town.
Besides, the usual course for businesses in SF is to hide under the desk and hope something worse doesn’t come along. But it will, my pretties. It will.