This leaflet is stapled to the telephone pole outside my house, so I assume the guy wants some, um, exposure:
Please note that it's $15 an hour for ladies—ideally a houseful of ladies—and $30 if you're a gay dude who wants a naked 20-something straight dude to "help with nearly all conceivable tasks."
KOMO:
So having one gay person, Tyler Young, is too much gay for Federal Way? Perhaps this calls for a fleet of homosexuals from Seattle to occupy a bar in Federal Way next Saturday night. You know, make it really, really gay in Federal Way.
Which is why Tony Perkins' prefers to lie on news programs. But David Boies won't let him get away with it. Watch as Boies calls Tony Perkins a liar to his lying face—it's required viewing.
Pimping junk science and flat-out lying about "empirical data" that doesn't exist—it's also known as "bearing false witness," which is one of the Ten Commandments' top ten thou-shalt-nots. So after you enjoy this clip—after you watch one straight man hand another straight (cough, cough) man his ass in an argument about gay marriage—say a little prayer for Tony Perkins' eternal soul.
And Ted Olson lays into Fox News' tool Chris Wallace after the jump...
And now I'm not alone. And it's kind of sad/sobering to think that all those lean, limber, lithe hippie faggot dancers are in their sixties now. Anyway, enjoy. The charleston part is my favorite.
I signed up with Stumbleupon.com, mainly just because I wanted to know what the hell it was. This is the type of thing I've been looking at for the last two hours.
Film
This long-lost psychedelic ghost story—directed by Nobuhiko Obayashi and released in 1977—follows six schoolgirls as they embark on a weekend in a psychotically haunted house, brought to life through Obayashi's mind-bending amalgamation of live action, animation, and collage. As rereleasers Janus Films put it, "Too absurd to be genuinely terrifying, yet too nightmarish to be merely comic, Hausu seems like it was beamed to Earth from another planet." Totally true, and absolutely something to see. (Northwest Film Forum, 1515 12th Ave, 829-7863. 7 and 9 pm, $6–$9.)
DAVID SCHMADERThere are no readings today, but you can always go over and pester Pilot Books' current writer-in-residence, Christopher DeWeese, who will be there from noon to 8 pm, trying to write.
If you want to have someone stand at a podium and tell you about things, I don't want to leave you in a lurch, though. You can't do much better than this guy standing at this podium telling you about things:
The full readings calendar, including the next week or so, is here. And if you're planning on staying in and you're looking for personalized book recommendations, feel free to tell me the books you like and ask me what to read next over at Questionland.
Posted by news intern Logan Gowdey.
Just Another Cranky Old Man: Fidel Castro still alive, warns about impending nuclear war.
Hell in a Handbasket: Central Europe is underwater.
But This Is Good Pork: Patty Murray brags about bringing home the bacon. She's sponsored 190 earmarks for $220 million in 2010, making her the 9th earmarkiest Senate earmarker in all the land.
Ironic Counterpoint: Meanwhile, Didier attacks Rossi as a tax-and-spend liberal, criticizes his 2003 Washington state budget in a new ad.
Cutting Off Your Nose... House may vote on Senate bill that would provide $600 million to tighten border security, paid for by increasing the fees on skilled worker and intracompany transfer visas from $320 to $2000 for firms with more than 50% of employees on such visas.
Infinity and Beyond: Our Lady of Guadalupe parish in West Seattle seeks $4 million for their "Next 50 Years" campaign.
Today in Blatant Racism: Nationwide grassroots campaigns flare up against mosque projects, apparently led by crazed misinformed grannies worried that their "children and grandchildren will have to live under" Shari'ah law.
Kind of Evil: Former manager whose ageism complaint against Google was dismissed is cleared for trial in California. The man reports being called an "old fuddy-duddy."
Really Evil: Google and Verizon allegedly nearing secret deal that might undermine net neutrality.
Almost, Sort of: Gregoire might turn down solicitor-general job if Obama comes calling, or maybe not. Why not both?
I Want to Go to There: Cabaret summer school: it's real.
The shooter game is called Alien Attack, only it just so happens the alien leader looks strikingly like Obama, and the point of the game is to attack back, with guns.
Via TPM:
The black "alien leader" is holding a scroll titled "Health Bill" and wearing a presidential seal belt buckle. He also has antennae and a troll doll with a KISS T-shirt on his shoulder.The owner of the carnival company, Goodtime Amusements, dismissed a complaint, saying the figure is not meant to be Obama.
"She [a carnival-goer] said she was offended by it. I said if you are, you might want to be. But you're interpreting it as being Obama. We're not interpreting it as Obama," said the owner, Irvin Good Jr.
Clearly, Good is a weasely piece of shit. Thankfully, this weasely piece of shit was eventually pressured to dismantle the game and issue an insincere apology ("We did away with it, and I'm apologizing to everybody in the world, I think"). The Secret Service is looking into the incident, but really, the only satisfying conclusion to this news story would be if Good then reported being abducted by black aliens and probed until his asshole was twice as wide as his narrow mind.
...complain about the weather?
But, hey, it's raining on the idiots who make Seafair possible—they would be the dolts who drive in from the 'burbs year after year to watch the same fucking planes execute the same fucking stunts year after year—so there's that.
And the weather could be worse:
To put this in rough perspective—and note this is not absolutely precise, it's purely ballpark to give you some feel for what the Russian people are enduring—if [the Russian] heat wave was hitting North America, it would be near 100°F in Fairbanks, Alaska. Most of Canada would be baking at 100° or higher, the northeast, from Maine to the Great Lakes region would be hitting upwards of 105° everyday, even the nightly low in the massive urban heat islands of New York and Chicago would be over 90°! The midwest grain belt and parts of the Pacific Northwest would not see a drop of rain for two months and pushing as high as 110° in places. The desert southwest, even some of the higher elevations of Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico, and West Texas, would be as uninhabitable as Death Valley or the Sahara.It would mean nation-wide massive power brownouts, unprecedented crop failures, water rationing like you have never seen, record wildfires raging in dozens of states, thousands of deaths [Correction: Dr. Jeff Masters at WeatherUnderground informs me it would probably more like tens of thousands of deaths] and life threatening heat related illness, roads and highways clogged with broken-down, over-heated cars, and emergency services stretched beyond the breaking point across the US and Canada. The conditions could be so severe in places, especially if the wave persisted for a couple of years, that it could produce mass migration, i.e., refugees, the likes of which haven't been seen since the Great Depression. But then again it snowed in DC last year...
Last Seafair, I was assigned to work the inpatient psych unit at the Seattle VA. The Blue Angels tastefully used the VA building as a landmark on their strafing aerobatic runs over I-90. The psych unit is on the top floor. My ambivalence about the Angels was spent by the end of the long weekend of close passes.
Let's talk Shell Shock (nee Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). It starts with something awful. You're an enlisted servicewoman, a loadmaster on C130 cargo planes. (I can't talk about specific patients, so this is a mixture of several stories.) Your job is to help load wounded soldiers into the back of this rugged prop plane. You have no medical training. As the plane takes off, you stand and look through a little window in the tail of the plane. If you see (an American made and donated) surface-to-air missile approaching, you press a button and release chaff. (It happened on more than a few takeoffs, with the denotation of the warheads close enough to knock you around.) You then help tend to your dying fellow soldiers. Repeat.
You complete your tour, and come home. At the oddest moments, the memories of these terrors fill up your mind—like horror movie ooze slowly rising from the floor. Nothing you can do stops the rise. You begin to notice triggers. If you drove trucks, it's traffic on I-5 that does it. If you were on planes, that faint flicker of silver in the sky from Seatac does it. You begin to avoid these triggers. Soon, you're not just in terror of the memories, but of things that can bring the memories back. Nighttime is your enemy, where your dreams become an endless loop of the worst moments. You become irritable, jumpy, your heart bounds and leaps like you're right back where you once were. Things start to fall apart.
A typical patient on that weekend had gone camping—deep into the woods if possible—on the preceding July 4th weekend. Combat memories and fireworks don't mix. But, you're new to Seattle. You don't know of the Blue Angels and Seafair. This is one trigger of the memories you didn't plan for. The horror starts to rise. You panic.
This sounds wishy-washy; it isn't. There is real neuroscience behind shell shock. The sound of the F/A-18's F404 engines is more than enough trigger for those struggling to put away their demons. So, no, I'm not the biggest fan of the Blue Angels.
It gets worse:
Laurence Fishburne's wannabe porn star daughter was arrested last year for alleged prostitution, according to newly uncovered court records.In this world, the ordinary world of codes and customs, and we are almost certain that Montana is a full citizen of the ordinary world of codes and customs, there are only two possible explanations for this kind of extreme behavior: One, from crust to core, Montana really hates her father (the absolute master of her little universe) and will do anything to make him feel it. Or two, the father is awfully tight with his money, provided her with zero resources to make a living, and she now owns nothing but the last and most fundamental resource, a genetic resource everyone gets for free, the body. Which is it? If one, we can begin to suspect that the daughter wanted sex from the father but was denied—this block meant that she could never be like her mother, a woman who fucked the absolute master. The result? Montana has decided to fuck the complete opposite of the one and true master: whatever or any man.The Matrix star was said to be furious after his teenage daughter Montana announced plans to release an adult video later this month.
But the actor has had other things to worry about in the past - the 19 year old nearly ended up in jail after she was caught reportedly selling sex, according to legal documents filed in the Superior Court of California and obtained by EOnline.com.
Yarnell is dead. Two more clips after the jump.
Film
If there were no The Mystery of Chess Boxing, you probably would be able to fuck with the Wu-Tang Clan whenever you felt like it. The film, about a badass mother-fucker named Ghostface Killah, is the source document of the Clan for good reason: It's one of the finest kung fu films put to celluloid. And the Grand Illusion is pairing it with Invincible Pole Fighter, possibly the best Shaw Brothers grindhouse joint ever (due, as the Abbot says to the IPF, to the "excellent poling!"). (Grand Illusion, 1403 NE 50th St, 523-3935. 7 pm, $16.)
PAUL CONSTANTArt/Tiny Town
The tiny town of Thorp is almost exactly in the center of the state of Washington. It was pretty much just sitting out there all lonely-like until a bunch of artists (Justin Gibbens, Justin Beckman, Howard Barlow, and the rest of the crew from Punch Gallery in Pioneer Square) claimed it as an art colony. Every summer, these artists celebrate by flinging open their studio doors in historic buildings—the former firehouse, Methodist church, and post office included—and grilling up some foods, leading a $20 rafting float on the Yakima River, and building campfires for art-loving, six-pack-toting campers. Oh, and bands play. It's Summerfest. (Thorp, Fri–Sun, www.punchgallery.org/summerfest.)
JEN GRAVESElliott Bay Book Company hosts two readings today. Lisa Tracy, the author of Objects of Our Affection, reads first. Her book is about going through the objects left over when someone dies. (Specifically, she is writing about her mother.) Then, later in the day, Catherine Lutz and Anne Lutz Fernandez will read. Catherine, an anthropologist, and Anne, a former investment banker, will discuss their book Carjacked: The Culture of the Automobile & Its Effect on Our Lives. I'd call this one the reading of the day.
Unless you have a thing for enormously popular mystery authors, in which case you'll want to go to Third Place Books. Ridley Pearson will be reading and signing from his new thriller In Harm's Way. Pearson used to write exciting thrillers, but now he is overextending himself by publishing books all the time, including a horrible-looking Disney tie-in young adult novel.
The full readings calendar, including the next week or so, is here. And if you're planning on staying in and you're looking for personalized book recommendations, feel free to tell me the books you like and ask me what to read next over at Questionland.
Posted by news intern Logan Gowdey.
TV, Now 1000x Awesomer: BREAKING, Kate Gosselin visited Sarah Palin with her brood for the crossover special "Mama Grizzlies, 2Getha 4Eva" "Sarah Palin's Alaska," to air on TLC this Fall. Also, Rosie's getting a new show on Oprah's new network!
Almost As Good As Us: Meanwhile, Cai Wu, China's culture minister, blasts their "vulgar" popular media.
Wait We Have Our Own Judge Judy? State Supreme Court suspends "King County's Judge Judy" for five days for belittling, cutting off, and denying evidence from defendants. Judge Judith Eiler, who sits on the King County District Court, received a reprimand for similar behavior in 2005.
Already?! BP operations chief hints at possibility of drilling in the Gulf of Mexico again.
Pussies: Blackberry reportedly in talks with Saudi Arabia to de-encrypt messaging service with a special server in the country to prevent Saudi Arabia from banning the service entirely.
Super-Sudo Make Me A Sandwich: Man who allegedly pulled gun on friends in Fremont apartment, made self a sandwich, and fled charged.
Oh Shit: Greenland's actually melting.
Also Bad: The nation of Russia is on fire. All of it.
Goodbye, Accountability: Freelance videographer who shot infamous "Mexican piss" police brutality footage accused of stealing cameras from Q-13.
Hello, Privacy: A panel of federal judges from the D.C. circuit unanimously ruled warrantless GPS monitoring illegal, splitting with circuit courts in California and New York, and opening the way for the U.S. Supreme Court to decide once and for all.
Why Can't We Do This? Egypt the latest Arab nation to use Twitter, Facebook, and Youtube for good, launching grassroots protests over a 28-year-old businessman allegedly beat to death by police officers. Largely as a result of the visibility of the new media protests, the officers stood trial late last month.
In Real News: It's CATURDAY!!1!
My Favorite Conspiracy: As Denver launches the nation's largest bike-sharing systen, a state Tea Party candidate for governor warns it's a front for "converting Denver into a United Nations Communtiy" that "could threaten our personal freedoms."
So someone high up the chain is canceling approval of his embed request to accompany troops in Afghanistan—a request that appeared on track for approval. Their reasons for thinking him untrustworthy: unspecified.
Hastings insisted he violated no rules while reporting the profile of McChrystal, and said he has built a trusted record among troops over dozens of embeds in Afghanistan and Iraq dating back five years...A military official in Afghanistan, who would only speak anonymously out of fear of being punished, confirmed Hastings’ account that the decision to deny his embed request came suddenly from top-level commanders and did not result from any any mistrust expressed by ground-level units.
Last night, Lambda Legal, the country's most bad-ass gay-rights litigation group, held a swank garden fundraiser jammed with political insiders and countless pairs of immaculately groomed eyebrows. The theme: victory. The sub theme: martinis. Lambda Legal—which litigated the case that made gay marriage legal in Iowa—has recently and successfully helped pushed for equal benefits for gay couples working for the state in Arizona, two cases challenging DOMA in Massachusetts (now headed to the Supreme Court), release of the Referendum 71 petition signatures, an end of the HIV travel ban, and the huge Prop 8 decision that came down this week in California. The list went on and on.
"The world looks completely different today," said Jenny Pizer, senior counsel and Marriage Project Director for Lambda Legal. "We are right now in a moment of celebration." One of the greatest shifts was in Washington, where voters approved Referendum 71 last November, the first time state voters have ever upheld gay rights at the ballot. "Being able to stop them at the ballot box is a huge shift," she said.
In attendance: Sen. Ed Murray (D-43), Rep Jamie Pedersen (D-43), Sen Joe McDermott (D-34), Storm owner and new OPA auditor Anne Levinson, the lovely Mr. and Mrs. Council Member Sally Bagshaw, and scores of attorneys and donors with—again—perfectly groomed everything. The event raked in over $200,000 for Lamba's continuing work, said political consultant Roger Nyhus, who then went to go eat some of the appetizers from Poppy, and Sitka & Spruce, and then talk to his charming boyfriend Rod Hearne.
It’s ten to fifteen hours a week, and the primary duty involves compiling the readings calendar, along with other things like requesting books from publishers and organizing bookshelves in the office and etc. Organizational skills are a plus, but I’d be a hypocrite if I said they were a must. There is no coffee-fetching or other demeaning tasks involved. Interns will write reviews for The Stranger.
Being a reader is a necessity. This is a good job for a bookseller or a student looking to have a few clips they can leverage into a lucrative career as a book critic.
Send a query letter and writing samples to this e-mail address.
UPDATE: Whoa! That's enough! My thanks to everyone who's written in. The response has been overwhelming—especially for a Friday night. I'll start contacting applicants on Monday.
I have been taking my sweet time reading Walker's decision in Perry v. Schwarzenegger—other blogs have already pulled out some of the tastiest lines—and it's gratifying for all kinds of reasons. But the dressing down of David Blankenhorn, founder and president of the Institute for American Values, has to be one of the most thorough and intensely satisfying dressings down of a blowhard I've ever read. (Ample evidence of blowhardiness here; I dare you to make it through even one of those videos.)
In the section of Judge Walker's ruling called CREDIBILITY DETERMINATIONS, the section on Blankenhorn starts on page 37 and goes to page 49. Here's just some of it (citations omitted):
Blankenhorn relied on the quotations of others to define marriage and provided no explanation of the meaning of the passages he cited or their sources. Blankenhorn’s mere recitation of text in evidence does not assist the court in understanding the evidence... Blankenhorn testified that his research has led him to conclude there are three universal rules that govern marriage: (1) the rule of opposites (the “man/woman” rule); (2) the rule of two; and (3) the rule of sex. Blankenhorn explained that there are “no or almost no exceptions” to the rule of opposites, despite some instances of ritualized same-sex relationships in some cultures. Blankenhorn explained that despite the widespread practice of polygamy across many cultures, the rule of two is rarely violated, because even within a polygamous marriage, “each marriage is separate.” (“Q: Is it your view that that man who has married one wife, and then another wife, and then another wife, and then another wife, and then another wife, and now has five wives, and they are all his wives at the same time, that that marriage is consistent with your rule of two? * * * A: I concur with Bronislaw Malinowski, and others, who say that that is consistent with the two rule of marriage.”).
Blankenhorn’s... opinion is that recognizing same-sex marriage will lead to the deinstitutionalization of marriage. Blankenhorn described deinstitutionalization as a process through which previously stable patterns and rules forming an institution (like marriage) slowly erode or change. Blankenhorn identified several manifestations of deinstitutionalization: out-of-wedlock childbearing, rising divorce rates, the rise of non-marital cohabitation, increasing use of assistive reproductive technologies and marriage for same-sex couples. To the extent Blankenhorn believes that same-sex marriage is both a cause and a symptom of deinstitutionalization, his opinion is tautological. Moreover, no credible evidence supports Blankenhorn’s conclusion that same-sex marriage could lead to the other manifestations of deinstitutionalization...Blankenhorn’s book, The Future of Marriage, lists numerous consequences of permitting same-sex couples to marry, some of which are the manifestations of deinstitutionalization listed above. Blankenhorn explained that the list of consequences arose from a group thought experiment in which an idea was written down if someone suggested it. Blankenhorn’s group thought experiment began with the untested assumption that “gay marriage, like almost any major social change, would be likely to generate a diverse range of consequences.” The group failed to consider that recognizing the marriage of same-sex couples might lead only to minimal, if any, social consequences.
Blankenhorn’s concern that same-sex marriage poses a threat to the institution of marriage is further undermined by his testimony that same-sex marriage and opposite-sex marriage operate almost identically. During cross-examination, Blankenhorn was shown a report produced by his Institute in 2000 explaining the six dimensions of marriage: (1) legal contract; (2) financial partnership; (3) sacred promise; (4) sexual union; (5) personal bond; and (6) family-making bond. Blankenhorn agreed that same-sex marriages and opposite-sex marriages would be identical across these six dimensions. When referring to the sixth dimension, a family-making bond, Blankenhorn agreed that same-sex couples could “raise” children.Blankenhorn gave absolutely no explanation why manifestations of the deinstitutionalization of marriage would be exacerbated (and not, for example, ameliorated) by the presence of marriage for same-sex couples. His opinion lacks reliability, as there is simply too great an analytical gap between the data and the opinion Blankenhorn proffered.
Blankenhorn was unwilling to answer many questions directly on cross-examination and was defensive in his answers. Moreover, much of his testimony contradicted his opinions. Blankenhorn testified on cross-examination that studies show children of adoptive parents do as well or better than children of biological parents. Blankenhorn agreed that children raised by same-sex couples would benefit if their parents were permitted to marry. Blankenhorn also testified he wrote and agrees with the statement “I believe that today the principle of equal human dignity must apply to gay and lesbian persons. In that sense, insofar as we are a nation founded on this principle, we would be more American on the day we permitted same- sex marriage than we were the day before.”
Blankenhorn stated he opposes marriage for same-sex couples because it will weaken the institution of marriage, despite his recognition that at least thirteen positive consequences would flow from state recognition of marriage for same-sex couples, including: (1) by increasing the number of married couples who might be interested in adoption and foster care, same-sex marriage might well lead to fewer children growing up in state institutions and more children growing up in loving adoptive and foster families; and (2) same-sex marriage would signify greater social acceptance of homosexual love and the worth and validity of same-sex intimate relationships.
Blankenhorn’s opinions are not supported by reliable evidence or methodology and Blankenhorn failed to consider evidence contrary to his view in presenting his testimony. The court therefore finds the opinions of Blankenhorn to be unreliable and entitled to essentially no weight.
You can read the testimony of Blankenhorn's that led the judge to say all this deflating stuff about Blankenhorn's mind here and here.
This is cute:
Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger urged a federal judge Friday to permit same-sex weddings to resume immediately, arguing that California is well-equipped to perform gay nuptials."As the Court has pointed out, California has already issued 18,000 marriage licenses to same-sex couples without suffering any resulting harm," Schwarzenegger's office said in written arguments to U.S. District Chief Judge Vaughn R. Walker. "Government officials can resume issuing such licenses without administrative delay or difficulty."
I doubt there's a snowball's chance in a steamy bear bar that Walker will lift the ban on gay weddings while this trudges through the courts, but it's a nice gesture.
Damn right it will.
More details to come, but for now, mark Thursday the 12th as Slog Happy/Sunshine/Rooftop Deck/Drink Specials/Free Books Day!
Update! Drink specials include $2 Rainiers, $3 wells, $6 mojitos and more. Also, these will be there for the taking.
Limbo, which came out a couple of weeks ago as part of Xbox Live's Summer of Arcade series of inexpensive downloadable games, stands out as dark, weird, and slow in a field dominated by bright, shiny, and fast-paced action titles like Hydro Thunder Hurricane. The utter lack of context is refreshing—you just get up and go without an omniscient narrator hectoring you—as is the casual grace with which the developers evoke dread and suspense. You're just a poky little kid trying to move through a dark, dark world (imagine Edward Gorey illustrating The Road) with a laughably small catalog of video game tricks to help you survive the bear traps, giant spiders, falling trees and other avatars of death.
Limbo boils down to a moderately difficult visual puzzle game, but even those of us who have burned out on them (or never really fell for them in the first place) should check it out strictly for the atmospherics. The minimal ambient soundtrack sometimes offers game clues, but more often just sets you up for the fear. Speed is almost never an issue, which is great for gamers who want a break from button-mashing. Character death happens quite a bit, generally with the grim detachment of a nature film, but the autosave feature means you rarely lose more than a minute's progress—so experimentation doesn't get punished. It's not flashy, but it is unique and thoughtful, and it will beat the shit out of you in a unique and thoughtful way.
The Stranger Testing Department is Rob Lightner and Paul Hughes.
Charles would have something meaningful to say about this sight; I just think it's pretty.
Image, etc. via Nasa:
The Antennae galaxies, located about 62 million light years from Earth, are shown in this composite image from the Chandra X-ray Observatory (blue), the Hubble Space Telescope (gold), and the Spitzer Space Telescope (red).The collision, which began more than 100 million years ago and is still occurring, has triggered the formation of millions of stars in clouds of dusts and gas in the galaxies. The most massive of these young stars have already sped through their evolution in a few million years and exploded as supernovas.
Scott Gutierrez has the story:
On Thursday, the state Supreme Court decided not to hear a final appeal by STITA taxi owners, who sued the Port of Seattle to maintain their contract as the exclusive cab service at the airport. In addition to rejecting the appeal, the justices lifted a court order barring the Port of Seattle from signing a new contract with Yellow Cab.
It looks like the change over—from a clean fleet of STITA cabs to the (ahem) Yellow Cab fleet—will happen in November. There's one lawsuit still pending, but I'm not clear if that has any bearing.