This is San Francisco because of course it’s San Francisco but a gentleman took a dead raccoon with him to McDonald’s and placed it upon the table. Because, you know, why not?
Perhaps why not isn’t a sufficient answer so we’ve got to ask why? At which point, well, maybe he thought dinner would revive the beast? Possibly he was convinced that the raccoon would be a better dinner than McDonald’s provides? We’d all run with the potential that it would smell better at least, right?
The explanation that comforts us the most is that it was a performance art project. About what we’re not sure but then that combination of performance art and San Francisco is always going to leave us terminally confused.