You have a bar in a street corner which in any business book is the definition of a great location. And your “neighbors” are a Federal Circuit Court of Appeals and across the street is the Federal government building; you can say your location is blessed and you just need to rake the money in.
But you live in San Francisco where things are so bad, you call it quits and shut down your bar because street level drug deals are being made right in front of your business (check the video). Almost 20 years of your effort go down the drain because the human refuse created by local government is pretty much immune to the law. But if you were to violate a simple rule, you would probably be facing steep fines and call you names.
And we are the weirdos, we are the deplorables because we refuse to be taken over by the policies and ideals that are driving San Francisco down the Shithole Highway into Venezuela status.