Undercover Gavin

And what are we to make of the news that Gavin occasionally goes all "Alias" and travels throughout his realm incognito to see how his public fares? That considering he's trying to bust some Cable Car Conductor thieving ring, maybe he's doing research for some sort of Private Eye/TV show thing? You know "Mayor by Day, Crime Solver by night." Or that with his newly single status, maybe it's his way of meeting someone cute and dating someone who might not be found in his usual Swigian soirees and upper-crust society balls for the hoity toity? You know, like it'll be a soon-to-be a major motion pictures starring Reese Witherspoon as a Starbucks barista and Mark Ruffalo as the newly divorced bachelor Mayor who falls in love with her while killing time during a public transportation break down. Was he the Marina-ite looking way out of place and nervous at Zeitgeist last weekend? Or was he the one who elbowed us out of the way while we were trying to get us some haggis at Burns Night at the Edinburgh?

While his going undercover is eminently snark-worthy, it is the typical politician who gets dinged for living too much in the bubble and not with the public. Would His Willieness ever feign riding the Cable Car? Or even be seen anywhere near the Tenderloin? This, says we, is a good thing. Maybe Gavin has tried hopping on the N Judah at the Carl/Cole stop at 8 in the morning? Or maybe used the 16th Street BART station and made it through the obstacle course of shopping carts, hypodermic needles, and puddles of liquid of which we do not want to know of?

Or maybe not.

We will say this, though. As part of your costume, you wear a Yankees cap? A YANKEES CAP!!!? Are you friggin' kidding us? The Yankees? Those over-paid, whiny, blow-a-three-game lead to their archrivals, A-Rod loving, buy a Championship Yankees? You're the Mayor of San Francisco. Bust out the Orange & Black fer crissakes. So yeah, Kimberly gave you the hat. Guess what? She dumped yer ass. Move on.