Wife Of Disgraced San Diego County Supervisor Nathan Fletcher's Posts Champagne/Hot Tub Selfie With “Sorry, I’m Not Sorry" Tweet

April 2, 2023

Lorena Gonzalez-Fletcher, a former California State assembly person and wife of disgraced San Diego County Supervisor Nathan Fletcher, posted what many see as a tone deaf tweet in light of current accusations. 

On Sunday, March 26, San Diego County Supervisor Nathan Fletcher made a shocking announcement that he would be entering rehab to address PTSD and alcohol-related issues, as well as would drop his campaign for California State Senate. Then on Tuesday, March 28, Fletcher quietly resigned from his position as chairman of the board of San Diego Metropolitan Transit System. 

The following day, we at SanDiegoVille broke the news that Fletcher and the San Diego MTS were both being sued by former MTS Public Relations Specialist Grecia Figueroa for Sexual Harassment, Failure to Prevent Sexual Harassment and Retaliation, Sexual Assault and Battery, and Whistleblower Retaliation. In the lawsuit, it is alleged that Fletcher's wife, former California State Assemblywoman Lorena Gonzalez Fletcher, joined her husband in threatening to sue Ms. Figueroa for extortion.

Fletcher released a statement admitting to a "terrible mistake engaging in consensual interactions" but claimed the allegations in the lawsuit to be false. Later in the day on Wednesday, March 29, following back-and-forth between SanDiegoVille's staffers and Nathan Fletcher's office about our impending story of an additional woman coming forward accusing Fletcher of sexual misconduct, Nathan Fletcher announced his future resignation from the San Diego County Board of Supervisors, to be effective on May 15.
Now, earlier this afternoon, less than one week from the time Nathan Fletcher announced his shocking rehab stint, Lorena Gonzalez-Fletcher has posted a tweet that may be indicative of an intention to leave her disgraced husband. The tweet includes a photo of Lorena in a hot tub drinking champagne with what appears to be her daughter Tierra Gonzalez, who herself made news in 2012 when she made a large contribution to then-self-proclaimed conservative Republican Nathan Fletcher. The tweet had a caption "Happy Sunday!" and a champagne emoji and a second linked tweet includes the statement "Sorry, I'm not sorry. #Beyonce," likely a reference to Beyonce's song Sorry. Even though Gonzalez-Fletcher usually only allows Twitter comments from users she follows, there are still several responses critical of the tweet. 
Check out the below lyrics to Beyonce's song Sorry, and let us know what you think by commenting on our Instagram post. 

Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, [expletive], nah
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
He trying to roll me up, I ain't picking up
Headed to the club, I ain't thinking 'bout you
Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup
I don't give a f*ck, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye
Tell him, boy, bye, middle fingers up
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, [expletive], nah
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
No no, hell nah
Now you want to say you're sorry
Now you want to call me crying
Now you gotta see me wilding
Now I'm the one that's lying
And I don't feel bad about it
It's exactly what you get
Stop interrupting my grinding
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye
Tell him, boy, bye, boy, bye
Middle fingers up, I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, [expletive], nah
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
No no, hell nah
Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home
Today I regret the night I put that ring on
He always got them f*cking excuses
I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is
I left a note in the hallway
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
I'm far away
But I ain't f*cking with nobody
Let's have a toast to the good life
Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes
Me and my baby, we gon' be alright
We gon' live a good life
Big homie better grow up
Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up
I see them boppers in the corner
They sneaking out the back door
He only want me when I'm not there
He better call Becky with the good hair