A Publication of the Coalition on Homelessness
by Cathleen Williams
On Wednesday, January 7, 2026, a cold and wintry dusk closed over Sacramento, California. This was the day that Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) killed Renee Nicole Good in cold blood, in her car as she pulled away from the site of an ICE raid in Minneapolis. There were stuffed animals spilling out of the glovebox and a friendly dog in the back seat. Renee’s killing ignited protests across the country.
by Jordan Wasilewski
On Saturday, December 20, as I was preparing to go to punk and black metal shows in the East Bay, my power went out, along with about 130,000 of my fellow San Franciscans’. PG&E’s substation at Eighth and Mission streets had a huge fire thanks to the utility company’s deferred maintenance. While we technically have public power, PG&E still owns the infrastructure, and public power advocates have long demanded that the City take it over.
by Christin Evans
As tenant activists decry development plan, one supe looks to drafting ballot measure as an alternative
In a heated session of the Board of Supervisors’ December 2 meeting, Mayor Daniel Lurie’s controversial “family zoning plan” to upzone the western and northern sides of San Francisco passed on a 7–4 vote. The board’s more left-leaning supervisors—Connie Chan, Chyanne Chen, Shamann Walton and Jackie Fielder—voted to oppose the plan.
by Marisa Kendall, CalMatters
Gov. Gavin Newsom, Santa Clara County and San Francisco are suing the Trump administration over a huge shift in homelessness policy.
California is fighting back after President Donald Trump’s administration instigated homeless housing cuts that local service providers said would be “devastating.”
Two recently filed lawsuits accuse the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development of illegally going over Congress’ head to make massive changes to the way federal homelessness funds are distributed.
by Loretta Nicole Overton
Querida, te amo, they call us the Goonie generation—the ones who say “never say die.” The NeverEnding Story generation.
I’m writing this for anyone who has lost someone to the streets, to addiction, or to forgetting.
I’m writing it for the people who loved them anyway.
You had so many names.
