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CRASH        Your guide to travel thru the underground        Mar 1992

                        SAN FRANCISCO ISSUE


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GREETINGS
from the Crash Crew

We hope you stop in at San Francisco in your world travels because all 
3 of us live here at the moment. It's a great city to bring your 
leather or other cool clothes, because it never gets too warm to wear 
them. The weather here is a bit weird. The warm months are not July 
and August. They're usually September and October. The first thing you 
might notice will be the fog which comes in almost every night. It's 
thick and spooky and if vampire movie settings are your thing, you'll 
love it. Rainfall is rare. One thing to remember about dressing for 
here is that even if it does get warm during the day, come dusk the 
temperature always drops to chilly. So make sure you bring a coat or 
sweater with you if you plan on staying out until nightfall.

As you walk around Haight St., Polk St., and Valencia St., make sure 
you check out the notices on telephone poles and in cafes. They'll 
tell you all the latest shows, clubs, and other events coming up. And 
while you're checking out your first couple of cafes, make sure you 
pick up an *SF?Weekly* or *Bay Guardian* magazine. They're free and 
have listings for many things going on in and around the city. Of 
course, here, as everywhere, you have to rely on word of mouth for the 
really underground (interesting) happenings because these things tend 
to be both transient and rarely publicized. Because of this, we don't 
list events, but you can find about them by checking out the numerous 
places mentioned in this issue.

So relax, this is California, ya know! So just chill while you enjoy 
S.F. and don't forget to try the burritos and acid (music, that is).


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TAKE THE LOW ROAD

If you've read anything about San Francisco, you've heard about 
"Haight-Ashbury," or what we call "Upper Haight." This area, mainly 
Haight St. starting at Broderick and ending at Golden Gate Park, is a 
great area to walk around and soak in the atmosphere and history. This 
was the site of "The Summer of Love" during the Sixties. But since 
this issue of Crash Update's goal is to explore the alternative San 
Francisco, we introduce you to "Lower Haight."

Lower Haight, ignored by the mainstream, is a very cool section of 
Haight St. between Scott and Webster. Look at all these amazing places 
inhabiting just a 4 block span:

International Cafe -- good coffee, lots of bulletin boards.

Whole Foods -- friendly natural food store.

Love & Haight -- try the vegetarian avocado sandwiches.

Spaghetti Western -- trendy but fun cafe.

Ground Zero -- coffee shop with connection to SFnet computer network.

Naked Eye -- good selection of alternative zines, magazines, 
newspapers, and videos.

Auricular Records -- zines, club passes, lots of alternative, 
industrial records, tapes.

Used Rubber -- cool clothes, pocketbooks, belts made from used rubber 
tires.

Noc Noc -- hi-tech bar with neo-Japanesque cyber design.

Tops -- bar with tiny dancefloor in the back and house music.

Toronado -- bar with over 200 different beers.

Mad Dog in the Fog -- bar with high energy and high ceilings.


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LETTERS * LETTRES * TE GA MI * POSTE * CARTA

Dear Crash:
I'm going to Mardi Gras before I go to NYC (I've got a place to crash 
there), I guess your directory is free which is good coz I'm more than 
fairly broke as you can tell by my modest donation. I need to find a 
place to crash in Louisiana and Chicago, I also want to distribute my 
comic there.
    Thankew
    Janicide (Canada)

[The Crash Directory only comes with a membership -- Ed.]

Dear Crash:
Thanks for the zine. Anti Clock Wise has now ceased. See #20 enclosed 
for reasons. But I'll do copies of your flyer and pass 'em round. Your 
address is the coolest I've seen in ages [Castro--get it?--eds.]! 
Talking of which, I've just been to see Stone's film *JFK* which was 
actually quite good, if a bit flawed factually. Oh well, good luck 
with Crash, and I hope all's well stateside.
    Yours, as always,
    Richard Turner (UK)

Dear Editors:
...I really enjoyed reading the December '91 issue. I found the 
articles to be illuminating and informative. I especially like the 
piece entitled "Miles to Go -- A Traveling 20-Something." Excellent 
layout and design too.
    Sincerely
    Mark Hand -- Editor -- "Incite Information" (USA)

Hello Crashers:
We received your publication and will put a short article about 
Crash-Network in our next issue. With much appreciating. Oh, Happy New 
Year!
    Greetings,
    Erik "De Nar" (Belgium)

Hello Miles,
Thanx for sending a copy of "The Crash Update." I liked the idea 
behind it and I'll review it in an 8-page regular article I'm writing 
in "Merlin's Music Box," Greece's biggest Fanzine.
    All the best,
    Bill "A.O.R." (Greece)

Dear Crash Network:
Many thanks for sending me a sample copy of The Crash Update, and for 
listing me as a contact person in your "Debris" section for the 
World-wide Networker Congress. For those of us involved in mail-art, 
crashing is nothing new. There has been an evolving tendency in the 
medium not only to write but to meet. We have even named this 
"Tourism" a new art ism. I'm enclosing diaries of my recent mail art 
tourism activities in South America and San Francisco. I've recently 
had visitors from Estonia, Germany and Indonesia. It's a small world. 
Thanks for alerting me to your network!
    all best --
    John Held Jr. (USA)

Dear Miles, John, Jon --
A Greek friend sent me your December copy and I'm impressed -- what a 
great idea! I'm very surprised that you in SF of all places show no 
understanding of women's legitimate worries, e.g., putting on the 
membership form a box for "will accept female only" -- you might get 
more members. And what about people like me who are traveling with no 
fixed address? Can we join too?
    Roberta (France)

[TCN is based on trust, and it's important that you correspond first. 
If you feel strongly about any particular issue, you should use the 
"Other Comments" blank on the membership form.

Of course modern nomads can join! Just keep sending in your new 
addresses so we can update our database. -- Ed.]


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A ZINE LOVER'S GUIDE TO THE MISSION
by Miles Poindexter

After you've checked the shops in Haight St. (especially Lower 
Haight), take some time to find my favorite part of S.F.: The Mission. 
This is an economically depressed but culturally thriving section of 
the city centered around Mission Street. Many artists live in the area 
between 15th and 25th St. Every block has a taqueria with giant 
vegetarian burritos. El Buen Sabor on the corner of Valencia and 18th 
has whole wheat tortillas, brown rice and a choice of pinto or black 
beans. El Toro on Valencia and 17th has tofu and bean burritos. If you 
get those late night munchies, La Parrilla Zuiza, on Mission near 
19th, is open until 2:45am. All the others close by 11-12pm. For cheap 
Middle Eastern food, and belly dancers on Saturday nights, try the 
tiny Cafe Istanbul at 525 Valencia, near 17th St.

After eating, relax in one of the myriad of coffee shops in the 
Mission. Muddy Waters on Valencia near 16th, Cafe Macondo on 16th and 
Guerrero, and La Boheme Cafe on 24th near Mission St. all have many 
different types of coffee, cakes, books, and magazines.

With your caffeine fix you're ready for some shopping. There are 
stores full of used junk and cool stuff all over the Mission. Clothes 
Connection on Valencia near 16th has colorful vintage clothes that you 
can buy by the pound. If you go into any of the used book shops like 
Valencia Books (524 Valencia), or Small Press Traffic (3320 24th), or 
comic shops like S.F.?Comic Book Co. (3335 23rd), you can find a small 
pamphlet called *A Book Lover's Guide to the Mission* which lists many 
of the places mentioned in this article.

For natural foods there's Rainbow Groceries on Mission near 15th, a 
beautiful, inexpensive and friendly co-op. There are files and 
bulletins in the front of the store announcing everything from cheap 
plane tickets to ride-shares to the east coast.

Last but not least, I need to mention The Epicenter. This is a 
volunteer run punk music store and zine shop. There's a pool table and 
ping-pong table for free fun. Loud music of all kinds blasts most of 
the time. They don't open till after 3:00pm, though, during the week. 
The atmosphere is fun and unassuming, the offices of Blacklist 
Mailorder are located here and best of all there is a zine library, a 
reading room with thousands of zines. New ones are sent every day from 
all over the world. Many of you reading this are plugged into the 
underground zine world and hopefully will make sure to visit and 
support The Epicenter. There's nowhere else like it in S.F. (475 
Valencia, near 16th, right upstairs from the Clothes Connection).

At night there's always new bars popping up in the Mission. Two old 
stand-bys are the Albion and Dr. Bombay. Both are on 16th near 
Valencia (which if you hadn't guessed by now is quite a happening 
zone). If you want to catch some bands go to the Chameleon, on 
Valencia near 20th, or El Rio, on Mission St. near 29th. Both clubs 
usually have a couple bands many nights a week. I hope this inspires 
you to come visit. The section of Mission I live in is a little 
"rough" but you are always welcome to crash here.


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THRIFT SCORE
by Lesley Poirier

So you've finally made it to The City (as we San Franciscans lovingly 
call our town)! Feeling bleary eyed, tasting foamy mouthed and Oh My 
God, in dire need of some burly fibers (clothes). OK, Hell-O! Before I 
go on let me say that these god awful little explanations of my quaint 
expressions (the ones in parentheses like this one) are totally the 
work of the editor and totally not my fault, OK? So let me fill you in 
on some prime locations for bitchin' clothes...and what else do you 
visit a city for but to score some primo threads? And I'm not talking 
about shopping anywhere retail. Even warehouses and outlets are retail 
rip-offs. We're talking Thrift Stores here.

And why thrift? As long as you remain a poor student/musician/starving 
artist type/average person with better things to do than work all your 
life just to own a big TV with cable, retail priced new clothes are 
off limits. (Unless you want to buy one thing and spend the rest of 
your vacation eating rice and beans paying for it. You don't want 
that!) You want lots of cool threads that if lost or damaged won't 
ruin your life. Also, if you go thrift, chances are no one else is 
going to have your article. It's art, it's beautiful, tacky, grody, 
gruesome, whatever it is, it's expression, it's you! Plus, you get so 
much more of a choice at a thrift. You can learn and explore new 
styles and statements. Not like retail where they fool you into 
thinking you have a choice, like, you can buy the brown currently-in-
fashion-mass-production shoes or the black currently-in-fashion-mass-
production shoes. When you thrift, you make your own style. There are 
no displays to gently "guide" (read "brainwash") you into the correct 
combinations and good taste. You're on your own! Anyway, aren't there 
enough clothes in the world? Do we really need new ones?

So you've decided to thrift, I see, because you're still reading this 
article. I hope I haven't twisted your arm...but anyway, before I 
reveal the sacred locations that my years of experience and searching 
have imbued me with the knowledge of, a few thrifting tips: Don't 
bring many clothes with you when you travel; you can wear the ones you 
buy, and you'll need the space to bring them back. Have patience. Plan 
to go thrifting on a few different points in your vacation. If you 
visit a thrift store once when you arrive, and once before you leave 
(hopefully a few weeks or more later), chances are there will be many 
new duds on your second visit. Thrift stores get more clothes like 
daily ya know? The first thing to look at is the fabric. If it doesn't 
please you, forget it! In fact, if you don't love it over all, don't 
buy it, you'll never wear it. So, OK, here they are. Shaddap and 
thrift.

St. Vincent DePaul's on Haight St. at Ashbury St.; Goodwill on Haight 
at Cole, Mission at 18th, Geary near Polk, and Fillmore at Geary; 
Wasteland on Haight at Clayton; Purple Heart Veterans Thrift Shop on 
Mission near 15th; Salvation Army at 1185 Sutter and 1509 Valencia; 
and for better selection but higher prices, Buffalo Exchange on Haight 
at Clayton.


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ESCAPE FROM THE CITY
by John Labovitz

So you've come to San Francisco and you've been rushing around here 
and there enjoying the sights and sounds of the Big City. But what's 
this? You begin to think that the hustle and bustle of urban living is 
perhaps just a fool's madness, lived by the collective population of 
San Francisco.

I'm not going to argue whether you're right or wrong, but I will 
suggest a brief vacation away from the incessant culture of The City, 
back to the ancient and timeless place from which we all came -- 
nature, wilderness, the primal source.

The unique geography of the San Francisco Bay makes it home to a huge 
number of ecologies, and its long-time military occupation (primarily 
by the U.S. Army) kept many of these special places secret, unknown, 
and undeveloped until the present time, when we've finally figured out 
that nature is not something to dissect and destroy.

I realize that many travelers to San Francisco do not have a car at 
their disposal -- which is just as well, considering the lack of 
parking in the city, and the public transit system, which serves quite 
well for almost any Bay Area travel. However, the farther out one 
wanders from the Bay, the harder it will be to find a bus or train 
that goes where you want to go. Many places I will mention are 
accessible only by car, bicycle, or long (long, long) walks, but you 
can certainly take buses to the places within San Francisco, in the 
East Bay, and parts of Marin County.

If "you just can't get there from here" (by bus or train), ask around; 
maybe that person sitting across from you at the cafe has a car and 
has always wondered where, say, Middle Two Rock Road. (I'll give you a 
hint: it's near Petaluma.)

Every place mentioned here is within a half a day's drive from the 
city. If you have enough time to camp, you could drive even further 
away from this supercivilized city --?California is chock-full of 
county, state, and national parks.

Even if you want to stay within San Francisco, you still have some 
choice spots to check out. Golden Gate Park is, of course, popular, 
and shouldn't be missed, but just remember: until the mid-to-late 
1800s, it was just sand dune and fields. It's kind of a Disneyland of 
nature, where nothing is quite real.

There are dozens of parks in the city, ranging in size from the left-
over part of a three-way intersection, to parks covering many blocks. 
If you have a map (or are near a MUNI bus stop, many of which have 
maps permanently posted) look for areas shaded green. Many parks are 
simply large manicured lawns, but they're still nice to lie down on 
and read a book or sleep.

San Francisco is famous for its hills, but mostly in the context of 
driving on them. Rarely mentioned are the numerous more-or-less 
undeveloped hills, quiet, uncrowded, and peaceful. Check out Bernal 
Hill, in Bernal Heights Park, south-east of the Mission; Buena Vista 
Park, between the Haight and the Castro; and Mount Sutro (the one with 
the huge red antennae system), west of the Castro and south-east of 
the Golden Gate Park. I like looking over the city from these 
viewpoints and imagining what it was like before the white man came.

Up in the Marina district in the far north of the city (east of the 
Presidio, west of North Beach), check out Fort Mason (and it's 
companion youth hostel) and then walk out past the Yacht Club to the 
end of a little jut of land. There you will find the Wave Organ, a 
strange man-made sculpture that translates the movements of the waves 
into sounds.

All along the western and northern sides of the city (as well as the 
land across the Bay in Marin County) is the Golden Gate National 
Recreation Area. There are hiking and biking trails running through 
the whole area, in terrains as varied as beaches, cliffs, and secluded 
forest glades. The plant population of wind-blown evergreens and 
grasses is mostly native.

The recreation area was appropriated mostly from the U.S. Army, who 
had an incredible amount of military presence in the Bay Area until 
relatively recently, mostly centered in the Presidio military base. 
When the bases and their grunts moved to other areas of the country 
(and, hopefully, will soon cease to exist), the land was made 
accessible to the public. Since the Army never really used the land 
for anything (there were no attacks, no guns fired), the area is 
virtually untouched by human hands except for a few bizarre remnants 
of gun turrets and escarpments that pop up here and there. Soldiers 
and their families still live in the Presidio itself (which you pass 
over taking Highway 101 or Highway 1 in or out of the city), so you 
should still beware of people with badges and stripes while moseying 
around the area.

If you decide to explore the rest of the country north of the city, 
you'll find some of the best places are accessible from Highway 1, 
also known as Pacific Highway. This primary sea-side travel conduit 
runs from way down in Southern California, through San Francisco 
(where it changes personality drastically and becomes 19th Avenue), 
and far up the Northern Californian coast. It's narrow, winding, and 
in some places, high above crashing waves, so if you're driving, watch 
the road carefully (especially in the fog, which is common).

Taking Highway 1 out of San Francisco actually entails merging with 
its younger sibling, Highway 101, and crossing over the Golden Gate 
Bridge into Marin County, stereotyped home of hot tubs and yuppies. 
But if you avoid the overdeveloped and crowded suburban towns like 
Mill Valley, Corte Madera, and San Rafael, and instead make your way 
northwest on Highway 1, you instead will pass by Stinson and Muir 
Beaches, and be within hiking distance of Mount Tamalpais. Check out 
the redwoods in Muir Woods for some sense of scale in nature -- 300-
foot trees aren't found just anywhere anymore. There's a peaceful 
youth hostel nestled in a secluded valley in the Marin Headlands, but 
I'm sure they're heavily booked (to be safe, make reservations).

By the time you get to Bodega Bay in Sonoma County, you'll be at the 
edge of the world -- at least, at the edge of the U.S. and the Pacific 
Ocean. There are various roads going inland from Highway 1 all along 
the coast here. My personal rule is: the smaller the road, the better, 
especially if a sign says "trucks and RVs not advised." Going inland 
north of Jenner will definitely give you a good day trip, since many 
of the roads up that far twist and turn and loop around until you 
think you're lost. Carry a map, some water, and a full tank of gas.

There really aren't too many recreation areas or parks out near the 
coast, except for the obvious beaches. A lot of the undeveloped land 
in Northern California is owned by the timber companies, which in my 
book means that it's a wonderful place to trespass. Just watch the 
barbed wire.

Oh, watch the sheep and cows, too -- there's open range, which means 
that the land is so large and the cows and sheep so docile and 
content, there's no reason to fence in the ranches. (Some will say 
otherwise, since some land is overgrazed.)

If you go south of San Francisco, Highway 101 will lead you straight 
through Hell itself -- Silicon Valley. Highway 280 is a little better, 
taking you past lakes (well, reservoirs) and through wooded valleys, 
but you'll still be on a freeway. I would recommend sticking to our 
old friend, Highway 1, which not only stays as far west as it can 
without dropping off into the ocean, but also takes you through some 
interesting little towns. Like Highway 1 north of San Francisco, there 
are many small roads on which you can venture inland. If you meet up 
with Route 35 (also known as Skyline Boulevard), you can drive north 
or south along that for a view of the area from a higher vantage 
point.

There are a few places in the area where redwood trees still thrive. 
One of these is in the area around Portola State Park. One way of 
getting there is taking Pescadero Road inland from Highway 1 at the 
little town of Pescadero. Somewhere along the road you'll see signs 
for the park.

You can travel down to Santa Cruz along either Highway 1, or by taking 
Route 35 to either Route 9 or Route 17. It gets a little too civilized 
and crowded around Santa Cruz to really call it wilderness, but it 
could be an interesting break.

I have not yet thoroughly checked out the East Bay for nature places, 
but I do know that the University of California at Berkeley has a lot 
of land behind their campus, some of which they apparently use for 
agricultural research, but there are some relatively wild sections as 
well. The Berkeley Hills may also have some land to explore.

When you're traveling in all these areas, remember that they are 
special and rare and delicate. Treat the land gently and kindly, and 
it will treat you the same. I don't need to tell you not to litter -- 
I assume that's drummed into your head -- but I will warn you that you 
should do your best to make sure you aren't causing any kind of fire 
hazard. California in general, and the northern counties in 
particular, are pretty dry places, especially in the summer. There 
have been numerous fires up there due to cigarettes being thrown out 
of car windows.

Have fun in your explorations, and tell the trees hello for me.


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THE HOLY AND THE HIGH
by Severin Head

Perhaps the greatest joys of foreign travel are the unexpected 
encounters with people you wouldn't have met if you hadn't ventured 
out of familiar territory to find them. The following is an account of 
one such meeting that took place in the spring of last year.

As I was walking through the mostly unpaved maze of narrow streets 
that make up Kathmandu, I stopped to get my bearings in Durbar Square, 
an open area in the center of the city and home to some of Nepal's 
most important temples, which rise up from the square amid a handful 
of impromptu open air markets. The tallest of these, the Maju Deval, 
is dedicated to the god Shiva, the cosmic dancer who personifies both 
the creator and destroyer. The lower part of the temple is constructed 
in the form of a stepped pyramid, rather more like those found in 
Mexico than those found in Egypt. Shortly after sitting down on one of 
the ledges about a third of the way up the Eastern side, my attention 
wass drawn to a cacophonous procession of dancers and musicians 
carrying on below. I soon discovered that I was fortunate enough to be 
witnessing one of the rare occasions when the Kumari Devi, or living 
goddess, makes a public appearance. From my vantage point I had a 
bird's eye view of the procession. It was shaping up to be an 
interesting day.

About a half hour later I was approached by a small, middle aged man 
in dirty orange robes and long hair. He looked every bit the 
archetypal holy man, from the beads around his neck to the sandals on 
his feet. He asked me in a curious broken sing song type of English if 
I want to smoke some ganja. Naturally, as a tourist, I am always a bit 
suspicious of locals offering contraband goods, and was reminded of 
the oft repeated horror stories every traveler hears in many places 
around the globe involving a combination of desperately poor locals 
and corrupt officials conspiring against the naive and unsuspecting 
foreign tourist. For advice I turned to a trusted acquaintance, who 
gave a classic reply to my query. "Don't worry," he said. "He's a holy 
man. He's OK."

With that assurance we went up into a little chamber at the very top 
of the 300 year old structure. After partaking of several chillums of 
Nepal's finest we emerged from the chamber into the fading light of 
late afternoon. A group of about 10 people, mostly boys I estimated to 
be in their late teens and early twenties, materialized seemingly out 
of thin air to sit at the master's feet and be introduced to his new 
foreign friend.

My host, Baba Ramananda Bherti, is well known in Kathmandu for his 
selflessness and his unofficial role as custodian of the temple. Born 
in 1951 in Kuala Lumpur, the son of a soldier in the British army, he 
left home at the age of nine by stowing away on a ship. Eventually he 
came to settle in Eastern Nepal where he learned Sanskrit and devoted 
himself to the study of holy books. His teens and twenties were spent 
visiting temples and holy places on the Indian Subcontinent. Little by 
little he acquired a knowledge of yoga and traditional medicine by 
putting together the little bits he learned in various places. His 
search for "God Power" led him to the snowy Kashmir where he lived by 
himself for several years, meditating and praying to Shiva. He 
eventually took up residence in Kathmandu, living the life of a Saddhu 
-- collecting alms and giving away his proceeds (usually to children), 
sleeping anywhere, teaching, and maintaining the temple. He's angry 
that the Nepalese government doesn't pay for the upkeep of the holy 
sites, which as any visitor will attest, are generally in a state of 
severe decay. He is considered to be holy by the other people I met 
and is well respected by the community. From this I can gather that 
the Nepalese have an extremely different conception of holiness than 
we do in the West. Apart from his good works and his religious study, 
his chief interests seem to be ganja, sex, and money -- not exactly 
what one would expect from a holy man.

While we were smoking in the temple he told me of his yogic ability, 
particularly his claim that he could lift a 20kg stone with his penis! 
And he had pictures to prove it, taken by some Australian visitors in 
exchange for an undisclosed amount of money. Indeed, money for him 
seems to be almost a measure of holiness. He told of a Danish man who 
traveled with him to holy places in India, and then paid him 
handsomely.

Baba's current fiscal goal is to raise enough money to build a small 
compound where he can be free to meditate and teach yoga. Someday he 
wants to go to the West. I think he has visions of himself as another 
Rajneesh.

His supporters in the temple compound, the kids I mentioned earlier, 
make their living mainly by hustling in the bazaars and tourist spots. 
They realize that they have no future with the system -- hard work in 
Nepal simply won't bring in enough to make a better life for 
themselves. They are uniformly intelligent and ambitious. Our 
conversation in English about politics and the state of the world 
lasted well past sundown.

In parting, Baba gave me a string of beads, said a prayer, and put a 
red spot on my forehead. I was very stoned when I left -- sweating and 
covered in dust staring at everything like a madman -- racing through 
the back alleys of Kathmandu with that red mark, a crazy smile, and an 
intense feeling of joy. It was a peak experience for me, one I'll 
never forget. For a few short hours I felt holy, compliments of Baba.


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AN "ECOTOURIST" ATTRACTION
by Miles Poindexter

With this network, one of my many goals is to introduce members to 
organizations who are working for positive change. In the city of San 
Francisco, there is a virtual gold mine of such organizations. Even if 
you just take 1 day to visit some of these groups and pick up 
literature or volunteer some help or just buy a T-shirt or something, 
you are doing some thing pretty radical these days. If you have your 
own zine, this is a great way to get ideas and information for 
upcoming issues. It's also usually a great way to meet free-thinking, 
intelligent and fun people.

When I first arrived here in August 1991, I visited Earth Island 
Institute looking for work. They showed me a book with listings and 
descriptions of every environmental group in the Bay Area (over 180!). 
There was also information on green companies, organic farms, natural 
and whole food stores, and many other things. It is an amazing 
resource. If you're going to be in the Bay Area for a while, check it 
out at the offices of Earth Island Institute or buy one. It's called 
The Green Pages.

So without further delay, here's 10 groups I think are especially 
worthy of checking out:

CEIP FUND: 512 Second St., 4th Floor, S.F., CA 94107-1483; (415) 543-
4400. Helps people find environmental careers nationwide.

CITIZENS FOR A BETTER ENVIRONMENT: 501 Second St., Suite 305, S.F., CA 
94107; (415) 243-8393. Works to prevent and reduce toxic hazards to 
human health and the California environment.

EARTH FIRST!: PO Box 411233, S.F., CA 94141; (415) 824-3841. Great 
people. The cutting edge of activism!

ECOACT!: 438 Paris St., S.F., CA 94112; (415) 587-5372. Planning 
recycling and other projects on S.F.S.U. campus.

ENVIRONMENTAL ACTION CENTER: PO Box 410563, S.F., CA 94144; (415) 
647-9175. Grassroots activists, learn about current issues.

FUND FOR ANIMALS: Fort Mason Center, S.F., CA 94123; (415) 474-4020. 
This office has a lot of vegetarian and animal rights literature. Also 
check out MEDIA ALLIANCE and OCEAN ALLIANCE while you're at Fort 
Mason.

GOLDEN GATE COUNCIL OF AMERICAN YOUTH HOSTELS: 425 Divisidero St. 
#307, S.F. CA 94117; (415) 863-1444. Promotes world peace through 
educational and recreational travel. Hey...that sounds a little like 
us...scary.

INSTITUTE FOR FOOD AND DEVELOPMENT POLICY, FOOD FIRST: 145 Ninth St., 
S.F., CA 94103; (415) 864-3909. The woman who wrote "Diet for a Small 
Planet" started this group. Extensive research info.

SEEDS OF PEACE: 2440 Sixteenth St., Box 241, S.F. CA 94103; (415) 
420-1799. Many projects like "International Peace Walk" planned.

EARTH ISLAND INSTITUTE: 300 Broadway, Suite 28, S.F., CA 94133. 
Actually, this is made up of over 20 organizations including Urban 
Habitat, The International Marine Mammal Project (they orchestrated 
the tuna boycott to save dolphins), and the Sea Turtle Restoration 
Project.


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CRASH INFORMATION

Editors: Miles Poindexter, John Labovitz.

Crash is published in January, March, May, July, September, and 
November of each year. 

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Copyright (C) 1992 Crash. We encourage other zine editors to reprint 
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