Sad Francisco’s Toshio Meronek, Part 1 (S8E12)

Toshio Meronek’s parents met at a bar.

In this episode, meet and get to know Toshio. Today, they do Sad Francisco, a really fucking amazing project that reports on and holds truth to power around here. I first became aware of Sad Francisco a few years ago and right away, I was struck by the deep reporting on and understanding of the many complex relationships and goings on in San Francisco and The Bay. And so I sat down with my fellow podcaster to get to know the human behind those efforts.

Toshio’s story starts with their parents. That bar where they met was in Los Angeles. Shortly after meeting, the couple moved to Germany, where Toshio’s dad had found work at a major German tech company. But after getting pregnant with Toshio, the young couple came back to Southern California—Orange County to be exact, where Toshio was born.

Some of Toshio’s earliest memories involve not really digging that infamous SoCal heat. We’ll get into this more later in Part 1, but Toshio picked Portland for college in part because of its more temperate, albeit wetter, climate.

Born in 1982, Toshio did most of their growing up in the Nineties. When I ask them what kinds of things they were into as a kid, they immediately say, “zines.” Making zines, collecting zines, living and breathing zines. We hop on a short sidebar about Riot Grrrl, a Nineties feminist punk-adjacent movement that seeped into both our lives at different points—mine early in the decade, and Toshio’s toward the end of the Nineties.

Riot Grrrl arrived in the typically and generally conservative Orange County later than a lot of other parts of the country and the world. But arrive it did, and it had an outsize impact on Toshio’s young life. Zines were huge in that subculture, too. To expound on their interests as a kid, Toshio was generally into media, curious about how others live, and also sci-fi and fantasy (think D&D). Toshio was around 13 or 14 when they started writing their own zines.

Here we go on a sidebar about one of my favorite pet topics—Kinko’s (RIP). IYKYK.

Eventually, Toshio eschewed the ubiquitous copy+print shop and had their zines printed on newsprint paper. It was part of a deliberate attempt to appear legitimate, more like “the establishment,” something I find fascinating. They wanted people to take them seriously, and that just makes a lot of damn sense.

Music was very much a part of the Riot Grrrl movement Punk rock music to be specific. And Toshio’s early publications covered that. In fact, topics ran the gamut from music and politics to culture and community.

We turn to the topic of Toshio’s surroundings when they were a teenager. Record stores, zine shops, cafes that also had live music. They dabbled in the SoCal rave scene as well. They settled into the Candy Kids rave subculture and talk a little about that.

There’s another short sidebar where we talk about how amazing youth activism is, and how much we always need it.

As much as young Toshio was part of these communities and subcultures, they also describe this time in terms of being a loner. They also experienced a lack of self-confidence, lots of acne, therapy to work through their being Japanese and white, or hafu (another term for “hapa”), being gay. Though Toshio has grown past those struggles, they consider them powerfully formative.

Then came time to relocate and go to college. Besides Portland having more desirable weather, Toshio chose it in part because of the Northwest’s grunge legacy. College life started right around 9/11, and they started going to protests. Lots of protests.

College lasted four years, and after that, Toshio stayed behind in Portland. They got work at a magazine covering ecology for K–12 kids. They were also in bands (they play guitar, ish, sing, and play tambourine). “It felt like everybody was in an alt-country band,” they say.

And then, in 2006, they left Portland for … San Francisco.

An editing job brought Toshio here. The publication was a so-called “light-green living” outfit, targeted, as it said, to yoga moms who drive their hybrid SUVs to Whole Foods. I ask Toshio if the job was editing words, and then mention that it’s been my profession for a long-ass time. And we go on a sidebar about how important the work is. I’ll add that everyone (including editors!) needs an editor. Sorry (not sorry), AI.

That leads to yet another sidebar (can you tell we’re both podcasters?)—this one from Toshio about the nature of the “yoga mom” publication. They grew disillusioned with their work there, suffice to say.

We end Part 1 with Toshio’s early memories of visiting San Francisco, before they moved here. They involve the older men who used to be found daily playing chess off Powell and Market.

Check back Thursday for Part 2 with Toshio Meronek.

We recorded this episode at Toshio’s home at the confluence of The Transgender District, Tenderloin, UN Plaza, and Civic Center in January 2026.

Photography by Jeff Hunt