I am running for Supervisor because San Francisco needs common sense solutions to get our city back on track.
Politics as usual is failing us. More of the same isn’t going to solve our problems. City government must do better to keep our neighborhoods clean and safe. We must close the open-air drug supermarkets and brazen fencing of stolen goods, arrest drug dealers and give them the option of getting back on the right path – or going to jail.
We must humanely transition the unhoused off our streets and sidewalks. We cannot allow people to perish from overdoses on our streets. That is not who we are. We must use the City’s money more efficiently to invest in both short-term shelter and long-term housing – and provide services that treat addiction and mental illness.
Our small businesses must be able to operate without fear of crime on their doorstep and streets littered with trash. We need to protect and invest in transportation options that are safe and reliable so everyone can get around.
A Better San Francisco
We need common sense solutions on housing that put neighborhoods and residents first. Yes, we must build housing – but we also need to preserve the character of our City because that’s what makes us special. I will demand meaningful community engagement and dialogue by developers and city departments to make sure our neighborhoods have a voice in the process so that we can reach the consensus required to build the housing we need. We also need to protect our tenants and our homeowners first rather than favor out-of-town speculators and special interests.
Our best days are yet to come for us and our children, but we must demand better. My father immigrated to the City in 1966 from Jordan without much money or education – but with a dream for a better life. He joined a union, hung off skyscrapers downtown and ultimately built a small transportation business with my mother’s help long before ride share apps were imaginable. I admired my mother’s strength; she worked hard to help support our family while coping with chronic mental illness for decades.
As lifelong tenants, they believed in a better future for me if they worked hard and played by the rules. I stand on their shoulders today. They made the American Dream happen for me.
My wife Annie is also the daughter of Chinese immigrants. They worked hard while raising three children and caring for my wife’s grandparents all under one roof. Together, we are raising our children in District 3 and share the same dreams and aspirations of those who came before us – to live in a clean and safe City that works for all of us.
Moe Jamil