Something I Miss About San Francisco

One of my friends from San Francisco sent me the local paper the other day, which was dated just before the last election.

In my district, there was an election for Supervisor, the person who would represent my district in City Hall.

This year there were three candidates vying for that position.
Each was profiled and interviewed:

The first was Bevan Dufty, the current Supervisor, who describes himself as “addressing neighborhood concerns and successfully shepherding projects” that were helpful to the neighborhood, including renovating the local library and upgrading accessibility on the city-wide transit system.

The second candidate was Alix Rosenthal, who was the President of the San Francisco Elections Commission and vowed to vigilantly fight the problems plaguing the city at their root cause, including protecting neighborhood schools from closure and pledging to work tirelessly for inclusionary housing.

The third candidate described his qualifications for public service as “bisexual and vegetarian.” His current occupations are “escort, masseur, and exotic dancer” and he vows to repeal leash-laws and deter violent crime by “letting people carry handguns for self-defense.”
An effective Supervisor he said, should “throw fun, free office parties” as well as dress in drag occasionally, and “take the right kinds of drugs.”

His name is Starchild.

I wonder who won?