Our pal Kai fills us in:
Tis true, a swing has materialized. This one is rigged with steel cable so to frustrate our local slasher. The workmanship leaves something to be desired but the spirit is sound. Here are a few pics.
Yay! Suck it, fun-hating grinch!
(Thanks again, Kai!) (And thanks to @fiid for the original tip.)
UPDATE: Some French guy named Michael P. late last night sent Helen a picture of the heroic team that installed the swing:
Hi helen. Sorry for my lame french accent. But since a few i’m following this swing story. And tonight, i can tell. An another swing is born. This guuz are the heroes of tonight.
( i asked, they agreed with the fact i send you this picture, because we are all happy to see the swing back
Kiss from everyone here in valencia Helen.
So say thanks if you see ‘em around!
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Will match the swingin’ Preservation Hall West tunes. and my Peter Pan Complex.
who cares about a stupid swing?
Who cares about a snarky internet commenter?
it don’t mean a thing…
+1
I saw this going up last night… the stealthy swing installers all seemed to be confused as to how to properly install their functional sculpture.
Not surprising they seemed confused given the craftsmanship displayed. I would say function over form, but it looks like it’s lopsided as well as ugly. At least they tried, right?
They were french and obviously high.
You mean high and obviously french?
If you can’t stand “wetbacks” and “faggots”, why don’t you take your sorry ass back to Shackville? San Francisco doesn’t need shitsacks like you; take your backwoods shit someplace else. If you can’t bring something to the table, get the fuck gone.
what’s this in response to?
Somebody shouted a bunch of hateful hate, so I deleted it.
good call
Was Cranky or Scum? Just wondering….we readers can sense the molten undercurrents of bile and hatred with those two. One day they will both spew.
If you can’t “sense the molten undercurrents of bile and hatred” in your own comments, then I suggest you take a step back. Ask those around you.
As for me… I am a man of peace.
My reply somehow ended 6 spots above you.
cute letter to Hel!
And the DPW has a photo of the criminals that vandalized the tree.
true, but no proof that holds up in court. they could just be onlookers who walked by and someone took a photo of them.
what are you a lawyer?
i’ll have you know that i had jury duty today, so i’m an expert in these matters obviously!
Andrew is my lawyer fake scum.
I hope this doesn’t damage the tree. Street trees are precious.
this is an incredibly stupid place for a swing. i saw a woman trying to force her screaming child to get on it and wanted to call protective services. the 3-year old was smarter than her mom.
How is that the fault of the swing and not the stupid mother?
Isn’t that always the case.
duct tape… that’ll hold up.
MEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Lilly is awesome
the main issues with putting up the swing was they nothing to clip the excess cable(hence the duct tape), and when rubber was placed under the cable to protect the tree, the cable began to slip until the cables were too close together. Hopefully a new team of awesome swingmakers will be taking care of that in a night or two.
The swing was repaired tonight. The rubber was rewrapped around the branch and the excess cable was cut. The swing is now level.
everybody loves lily
It’s all fun and games until someone swings out into the bike lane.
This swing colliding with an SF bicyclist would blow up into the most commented-post in MM history.
I don’t know about the hatred, but due to all the tabasco/tequila shot’s I drank last night I have a bile issue right about now.
As any Mission biker knows, steel cable is really not all that much protection.
swings are fun