Outrage! At 12:54 on Saturday, Dolores Park icon James (aka “Cold Beer, Cold Water” aka “Cold Beer Dude” aka Dad?) was needlessly busted by The Man. Seriously.
It was sunny and close to 80 degrees on Saturday and Dolores Park was packed. Cold Beer was maneuvering his way through the Fruit Shelf announcing what he had for sale - Cold Beer. Cops who were watching from atop the Shelf took note. They approached him and asked him to join them at the squad car double parked on 19th Street. He was handcuffed and taken away.
The same thing happened to a hippy girl selling Jell-O shots to raise funds for the upcoming AIDS Lifecycle.
PD Bird (we're using birds as sources now? fuck) also chatted with James and got some details:
James came up to me and told me and showed me a citation to appear in court. “For sale PBR.” He was pretty bummed, they walked up to him and told him to come with them, then cuffed him at car and took him to 17th, released with that citation. I told him to maybe play it low, he said that he was going to just sell water.
Water? Fuck that shit.
But seriously, James has to be one of the most non-violent bartenders in the Mission. And how many times has he saved our ass from a trek to the corner store when we're in a deep people-watching trance?
Are we really going to let this shit stand?