The Bay to Breakers has morphed into pure evil

The 104th Bay to Breakers takes place in San Francisco Sunday. In spite of the efforts to control the 50,000 participants, the 7.5-mile course has turned into a cautionary tale about where its host city, and possibly humanity, is headed.

By Andrew Pridgen

Have I run the Bay to Breakers?

Yes.

Have I also walked the course, people-watched (people-stared) and gladly accepted sundry Jell-O shots/whatever is coming out of that squirt gun and courtesy brews that came my way from kind strangers.

Sure.

Do I think it’s one of the prettiest/best/most fun urban courses in the world?

Without a doubt.

Is today’s Bay to Breakers not just a 100-percent accurate representation of the asshole-and-douchebag capital of the world San Francisco has become but a bleak, bleak look into the not-too-distant future?

Absolutely.

It’s difficult to write a take down of today’s Bay to Breaker’s revelers without sounding curmudgeonly. So I…