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Barack Obama was outed a few weeks ago during a fundraiser in elite San Francisco with his "elitist" comments on the bitter folks in Pennsylvania, clinging to their guns and religion in times of economic despair. Some say it was the bitter comment that lost him the white male vote in the Pennsylvania primary.

For the rest of the country, San Francisco is code word for elite, effete and indiscreet. So the whole affair came off as a bit redundant. But in thinking about it more, the country feels more like San Francisco then even San Francisco does these days.

Think about it.

The race: Two liberal democrats competing for your votes and a marginalized republican. See: Every San Francisco mayoral race.

The national conversation: Two candidates debating how fast we can end the war, who has a better universal health-care plan and how pro-choice they are. See: every conversation I have every day with my fellow San Franciscans. (Or my complaint e-mails to the Speaker of the House and crasher of the marble ceiling, Nancy Pelosi).

The weather: Not too hot, not too cold across the country. Basically, you are experiencing the weather we have year-round. I know it has nothing really to do with the election, I just wanted to rub it in.

So yes, maybe I am one of those people who believes in hope: the hope that this race never ends, so we keep on living the dream that the whole country is just like San Francisco.