Most of the races around Seattle will be tabulated by squirrel-eating gnomes, hired by King County elections. They will post results tonight at 8:15 p.m. over HERE. After that, no more results until tomorrow. But Katie Gilliam at King County Elections—who does not eat squirrels—thinks tonight's results will be fairly substantial. Of the projected 495,000 ballots they're expecting in the primary, tonight's announcement should reflect 230,000 of them. And that may be enough—no way to know for sure—to call certain races.
Statewide results—like the titillating Supreme Court races—will be posted by the Secretary of State's office HERE. They're expecting 1.36 million ballots to be returned for the primary election; of those, about half will be posted tonight. However, those results will trickle in after being taken from all the counties and aggregated in Olympia, according to Patty Murphy, the state's voting systems specialist. "Counties post results anywhere from 8:05 p.m. to 8:45 p.m.," says Murphy. Additional results will trickle in throughout the night from Pierce County, where they still do some old-fangled thing called poll voting.
Posted by unpaid news intern Galen Weber.
This afternoon, the Seattle Police Department briefed reporters on the fatal Monday-night shooting of a suspect by Seattle Police at a Wedgwood QFC. Seattle Police were searching for the man, identified as Ariel Rosenfeld, after he allegedly choked his own mother—whom he lived with—on Sunday. Three officers were dispatched to the neighborhood QFC at around 8:30 p.m. after employees alerted police that Rosenfeld, who worked at the store, was in the building.
Both Deputy Chief Clark Kimerer and Assistant Chief Mike Sanford assured reporters that the fight never entered public areas of the QFC and defended the officer's use of force.
When police arrived, an epic fight ensued. Deputy Chief Clark Kimerer stated that the struggle pitted three “big officers" against the 43-year-old alleged mother-abuser, who had a history of trying to elude police. The suspect fought officers through several rooms as well as a hallway and a stairwell. It was a close quarters struggle, and Rosenfeld, perhaps hoping to tip the odds in his favor, drew a .22-caliber semiautomatic Berretta, according to Assistant Chief Mike Sanford. Officer Chris Anderson, an 11-year veteran with the force, spotted the gun and ordered Rosenfeld to drop his weapon. When Rosenfeld refused to comply, Anderson drew his own and shot Rosenfeld once, in the torso, ending the standoff.
“These were three police officers trying to control one person and they could not,” Sanford said.
Rosenfeld died last evening at Harborview Medical Center. Deputy Chief Kimerer said the Firearms Review Board will be convened, which is standard procedure in the event of a police shooting.
Shocking, I know: Though the jury deadlocked on 23 charges, they still managed to find Blagojevich guilty on one charge. He'll go to jail for one to five years on that single charge, and prosecutors are looking to retry him on the other 23.
Blagojevich, meanwhile, says the government has proven nothing:
Slog tipper Joe dissents, somewhat, from Councilman Tim Burgess's rapturous report on President Obama's fundraising speech at the Seattle Westin:
I was at the Obama lunch and there wasn't a single mention, from anyone at all, of queer people. In the second gayest city in America! 13% of Seattlites are gay, right, something like that, but we may as well not exist, as far as the Murray machine is concerned. We deserve some love. Just a shout-out.Next time, I'm going to hand out little pieces of paper for distribution to all the gays in the room (there were prominent gay business people all over, one at my table, and several at the next table, and I saw a ton of others) and have us all stand up at the same time, and hold signs saying, "We're here, we're not afraid, and we want to hear from you." Hmmm...
I know there's a war and all, and that whole collapsed economy thing, but I would like at least a nod to the fact that we don't have basic civil rights, and a promise to try to make things better. I mean come on: if you're not for full rights for all people, you're anti-Family, un-American, anti-Freedom. If you're silent about the biggest social issue of the day, then why the hell should I give you money?
The rest of the lunch, as you've heard, was terrific. Obama is funny, and really does know how to work a crowd into a frenzy. Also, Gregoire is a bulldog.
Just the gay thing. Just the human decency thing. The Rs are going to use it this election, the trend of opinion is going the right way, so why not make it an issue and get me excited?
Joe
We sent Stranger intern Logan Gowdey down to the Westin earlier today to see what people were yelling at President Obama about. Answer: EVERYTHING.
Last night at Ed Murray's shindig, the hot speculation was on which two candidates would survive the primary in the race to represent the 34th District: Marcee Stone, the neighborhoody type who cut her teeth fighting cell-phone towers; Mike Heavey, the spawn of a former state representative with the same recognizable surname; or the dashing Joe Fitzgibbon, who has experience working in Olympia even though he's barely a zygote. It's been a mud-slinging battle so far, including allegations of crosstown carpetbaggery, and a fury of door-knocking and mailers. So who, exactly, will be shut out of the general?
To the polls!
Who won't make it through the primary?
This is where we'd normally say Slog polls are legally binding—but they're not! Only the election is! And you can tune in to Slog tonight for all the parties, all the booze, the tears, the joy, and careful planning for tomorrow's hangovers.
Now open in Ballard, right next to each other and probably both really good:
• Ethan Stowell's Staple & Fancy Mercantile (here is bountiful information from the redoubtable Roger Downey)
and
• Renee Erickson's the Walrus and the Carpenter (no ampersand because it's from the poem)
Menus after the jump.
Or, presidential pool report No. 2 from the Seattle Times' Jonathan Martin:
About 1,400 people attended the Westin event, an audience that was literally wall-to-wall, including many who were standing.It was a who's-who of local political leaders. Obama called out Gov. Chris Gregoire, Sen. Patty Murray, Reps. Norm Dicks, Jay Inslee, Rick Larsen and Brian Baird, along with King County Excutive Dow Constantine and Seattle Mayor Mike McGinn.
The audience was boisterous at times, both during Obama's speech—which focused on the economy and small business, but also included numerous jabs at Republicans—and Gregoire's.
“When you want to move forward, you put your car in D,” Obama said, to a round of laughs. “When you want to go backward, you put it in R. …. That’s not a coincidence."
Gregoire took aim at Dino Rossi, Murray's leading challenger. He "can not, should not, and will not represent the state of Washington in the U.S. Senate," she said. "2004: strike one. 2008: strike two. 2010: strike three you're out."
After the Westin event, the president's motorcade headed to a fundraiser at the home of RealNetworks founder Rob Glaser. The route was lined with people waving, cheering and taking photos.
Slog Tipper Eric wants us to know that a new book review outlet is opening up this fall: The Los Angeles Review of Books.
The new review will debut online, but plans are for a print edition to follow, possibly an annual "best of" that will later become a quarterly or even monthly. Among contributing editors signed on are such writers as T.C. Boyle, Antonio Damasio, Jeffrey Eugenides, Carolyn See, and Jane Smiley.
Hopefully, the plan is not to just copy the New York iterations of book review magazines. Book review outlets need to be forward-thinking, and the interview with LARB's editor Tom Lutz sounds promising. It looks like they're going to include "a mix of written, audio, and video content" on the website, which shows more of an ability to embrace multimedia than most review sites. I'll be keeping a close eye on this one.
They're not the True Blood characters I most want to see naked, but it wasn't up to me. (And Bill's hair still looks totally wiggy.)
Speaking of the nude desirability of True Blood characters: Last night I was introduced to the character Coot, who seriously looks like a Titan Man. (Second link totally NSFYW.)
Still more ham after the jump.
The Mercury's Sarah Mirk saw the following product in Safeway, and was aghast. Like someone had packaged and marketed her childhood (though I'm pretty sure her childhood wasn't that interesting to begin with). Anyway! How does this product make you feel? And more importantly, WILL YOU CONDEMN OR ALLOW IT?
BBC:
A man has been convicted of murdering his ex-wife after she taunted him on Facebook about paying child support.Is it possible that Adam Mann was born in an age that made his murder possible? Imagine that we are all in some way murderers, but we are lucky enough not to live in an age or social situation that can activate a murderous rage in us. The murderer in us is mostly dormant. The murderer in most ages sleeps through its age. Our peace with it is rarely disturbed; and if we happen to get angry, we do not see/scream red—we simply heat up and cool down. Thinking in this somewhat interesting way will lead us to imagine something along these lines: Mann lived in an age that had the evil keys to the dormant murderer in him. Facebook, Twitter, Myspace—these social networking websites had in them that powerful key which fit perfectly into the keyhole of his madness. One turn—and the door to hell opened. Had he lived in another time (the 50s, the end of the 19th century, the heart of the Dark Ages), his whole life might have gone by without the disturbance of even one murderous thought.Adam Mann used a hammer to batter Lisa Beverley, 30, before slashing her neck with a knife, the Old Bailey was told.
Jurors heard she had been online at her home in Plumstead, south London, on 15 September but the session came to an abrupt end at 2200 BST.
Seattle City Councilman Tim Burgess, live-blogging Obama's fundraising speech at the Westin this afternoon.
So those booms were sonic booms from military jets that responded to a breach of presidential airspace. Exciting! Let's learn more about our new friend, the sonic boom. From wikipedia.org:
*A sonic boom is the sound associated with the shock waves created by the supersonic flight of an aircraft.
*A sonic boom is usually heard as a deep double 'boom' as the aircraft is usually some distance away.
*Duration of sonic boom is brief; less than a second, 100 milliseconds (0.1 second) for most fighter-sized aircraft and 500 milliseconds for the space shuttle or Concorde jetliner.
*Ground width of the boom exposure area is approximately one statute mile for each 1,000 feet of altitude (5 m/m); that is, an aircraft flying supersonic at 30,000 feet will create a lateral boom spread of about 30 miles, or at 10,000 meters a spread of 50 kilometers.
And my personal favorite sonic boom fact:
*The cracking sound a bullwhip makes when properly wielded is, in fact, a small sonic boom. The end of the whip, known as the "cracker", moves faster than the speed of sound, thus creating a sonic boom.
This is what it looks like (no sound, but you already know what it sounds like—BOOM!):
The more you know.
From the Kitsap Sun:
Sonic booms from two F-16 fighter jets spooked people between Everett and Olympia this afternoon, according to Allen Kenitzer of the regional Federal Aviation Administration office...Kentizer said the F-16s were scrambled in response to a security scare involving President Barack Obama's visit to Seattle.
And the Seattle Times:
The F-16s were being "scrambled" because someone flew a plane inside the "temporary flight restrictions" area set up around Boeing Field, [Kenitzer] said.
This blog makes the case that every New Yorker cartoon should be captioned "What a misunderstanding!" Personally, I still prefer "Christ, what an asshole."
(Via Ed Park.)
What was it? A few theories are floating about:
KIRO says, "Unconfirmed reports say the large explosion may have been from a plane crash in Napa Vine."
Meanwhile, joshtrujillo says, "Source here at Boeing Field says sound barrier might have just been broken by military planes high overhead."
And most conclusive! KING 5 News says, "FAA confirms sonic booms from military aircraft in the area."
As you were, everyone. Nothing to see here.
Did you hear it? About five minutes ago?
A friend in OLYMPIA heard it.
What was it?
Cloverfield? Should we be running?
Update: A Twitter friend just reported that it SHOOK Tacoma. And another friend who works in Gig Harbor felt something as well.
Update again: It was just a couple of sonic booms from military aircraft in the area.
About halfway through The Expendables, though, I got bored and decided to try a thought exercise. (The inspiration for this: I had a friend who thought that Elvis movies were much more interesting to watch if you pretended that they were documentaries about a mentally ill Elvis who would occasionally develop amnesia and try to embark on a new career—race car driver, diving instructor, race car driver, doctor, race car driver—in a new persona.) Since The Expendables is all about cashing in on your tired old glory, I watched the movie as though it was a meta-experiment.
Rather than playing a boring action character, each of the actors was instead playing an old character from their glory days who decided to make an action movie. Example: Stallone is playing Rocky Balboa, if Rocky Balboa had decided to try being an action star after he got too old for the ring. Mickey Roarke is playing Randy "The Ram" Robinson playing a washed-up tattoo artist. Dolph Lundgren is an expatriate Ivan Drago gunning for the spotlight one more time, Arnold Schwarzenegger plays Jack Slater from The Last Action Hero and so on. (The only exception is that Jason Statham is playing Jason Statham. Jason Statham is so motherfucking cool that doesn't ever need to act.) It made all the characters instantly more empathetic and likable. It made the movie's ridiculous plot and cheesy effects seem more tolerable—any filmgoer knows that if you're watching a movie-within-a-movie, you don't bring the same expectations to it—and it made the story behind the making of the movie much more interesting than what was going on onscreen. My thought experiment made the second half of The Expendables much more tolerable than the first.
Remember when I told you that Dino Rossi burst into song during his speech this morning to a bunch of Rotarians at the Washington Athletic Club? Here's the video:
Catchy.
But here's the context: Rossi was recounting how the Service Employees International Union once staged a protest at his state senate office during a contentious budget debate—and, for the benefit of the Rotarians, Rossi then performed the song those union members were singing through bullhorns as they tried to, as he put it, "bludgeon" him into doing their bidding. After his musical interlude, Rossi went on:
The cheap thing, you know—my wife has a term for me but I prefer the word 'frugal.' The mean part I did take exception to. You know, I was the guy who was actually restoring the cuts for the mentally ill and others that had already been proposed.And, you know, I thought about these folks, because what they were trying to do was scare me into what they wanted me to do. We had one of the higher unemployment rates in the nation at that point in time, and they wanted me to raise taxes on you to give government employees raises—people who had no chance of losing their job. I said no.
That's why they were mad at me. So I stood at my window as they sang, and I went like this [pantomimes an orchestra conductor], because I wanted them to know they weren't going to be able to scare me. That's really the only way we're going to be able to solve some of these problems in Washington, D.C. To have some people back there that are not worried about the next election.
And men shouldn't be allowed to drive:
Taxis, it turns out, are not a careering menace: cabs, along with buses and trucks, accounted for far fewer pedestrian accidents in Manhattan than did private automobiles. Jaywalkers were involved in fewer collisions than their law-abiding counterparts who waited for the “walk” sign, though they were likelier to be killed or seriously hurt by the collision. And in 80 percent of city accidents that resulted in a pedestrian’s death or serious injury, a male driver was behind the wheel. (Fifty-seven percent of New York City vehicles are registered to men.)
Discuss.
Slog tipper Sacha writes:
Thought Slog might like this... A dog fight (involving a pitbull) broke out in front of Heaven Nightclub while we were all eagerly awaiting a glimpse of the president. It kinda stole the show from Obama. At one point a cop(?) ran over to the fight and starting kicking one of the dogs. It took quite a while for the owners and other folks to get the dogs separated. An ambulance arrived shortly after. I may not have had my celebrity sighting, but I still got a good show out of it all.