Sunday, April 15, 2007
At the moment I'm watching a huge Hanjin container ship make it's way out into the San Francisco Bay, floating slowly by Alcatraz before fading out of sight. Turning at my kitchen table, I can see Coit Tower and North Beach spreading out to the east, drenched by the last light of the day as the sun sets behind the Golden Gate Bridge. American flags on nearby rooftops whip in the wind. Besides the trickle of the koi pond in the neighboring back yard, it's virtually silent. It could not be more perfect.