HOLLADAY — Mitt Romney is once again going to live in Utah.
Romney is building a new home in Holladay by the only one of his five sons who lives in Utah, Josh, and plans to live nearby while the house is being built, a source told the Deseret News Wednesday.
When Romney had political aspirations, he couldn't make a home in Utah—a Mormon politician from Utah would have been national political suicide not so long ago—but now that Romney's got more money than Richie Rich's first ex-wife and he doesn't have to give a shit about what anybody thinks, he's going to live where he feels most comfortable. And that's Utah.
The reason why bi women, at least, don't like straight girls getting drunk and kissing other girls for men's benefit is that it contributes to the idea that bisexual women don't really exist.
There's a reason I personally don't like it, but it isn't the above. Here's my reason: as a queer woman, mostly interested in dating only other women, when I see a woman kissing another woman, I think it's someone who may be interested in dating me. My dating pool is already small, i.e. limited to women who want to have sex with other women. I don't want to waste time pursuing a straight woman who is just trying to get guys off. Even more annoying is when it's me that they're drunkingly getting frisky with. I mean, what better sign do you need for sexual interest than someone kissing you! And yet, it's not at all a good sign!
I'm sorry, but straight/bi doods are pretty easy for chicks to get into bed. You don't need to involve my sexuality, straight girls.
Some Queer Chick
More reader responses about DSGs... after the jump.
Today's gem: A letter from an aborted baby, co-written by Hutch himself.
After a shitty week for the White House, they've finally responded to two of the nine hundred or so scandals that have erupted in the last few days.
and, more importantly:
2. The Obama Administration is trying to push through a new media protection bill, in the wake of its shameful treatment of AP reporters.
Under fire for the Justice Department’s surveillance of AP reporters’ phone records, the White House is pushing to revive a “media shield” bill to protect reporters who refuse to identify confidential sources. Sen. Chuck Schumer (D-NY) received a call Wednesday from the White House asking him to reintroduce his 2009 bill.
It'll be interesting to see if Republicans, who suddenly developed a passion for defending the press once the Obama administration mistreated the press, will follow through and vote for this bill. Neither of these actions resolve any of this week's scandals—I get the sense that Republicans think they can ride this Benghazi thing to overwhelming victories in 2014, if not 2016—but it's at least a small step in the right direction, and an attempt to gain some control over what political columnists like to call "the narrative."
UPDATE: And 3. From the Huffington Post:
President Barack Obama announced on Wednesday that Steven Miller, the acting director of the Internal Revenue Service, had resigned amid criticism over the tax agency's handling of conservative groups seeking tax-exempt status.
This Friday night, May 17, I'll be hosting the monthly gay party DICKSLAP at the Eagle. There will be go-go men, there will be Jell-O shots—or Jell-O injections (as seen above)—and there will be hundreds of Oxballs sex toys that I will be giving away. My huzzzzband, DJ TROUBLE, will be there playing records in his underpants. See there's that, too. See you there? (Oh, and there is a Facebook page.)
Pussy-heavy DICKSLAP poster after the jump...
Our exhaustive guide to SIFF is live on our site and physically arriving on the streets of Seattle even as you read this. You already know where to go to look up individual movies and read all our Slog entries about SIFF. But did you know that you can also read our reviews and descriptions of every single SIFF movie all in one ridiculously long document? It's true! And it may just be the best way to discover that hidden cinematic gem you didn't realize you've been missing all your life.
Actually, this week we have a preview by Melody Datz, based on her interview with the associate ballet master at Les Ballets Trockadero de Monte Carlo:
Raffaele Morra does not shave his chest, even though his professional wardrobe includes pointe shoes, a golden tiara, and yards of fluffy white tulle. For someone used to the traditional staging of classical ballets, it may be jolting to see a hairy, um, décolletage nestled into a frilly white Swan Lake costume, or to watch the uniquely defined musculature of male quadriceps peeking out from under a tutu while whipping through 32 fouettés. But the all-male company Les Ballets Trockadero de Monte Carlo makes it work.
The Trocks have been around since the 1970s but Morra mentioned to Datz that in the past several years, as drag aesthetics have entered mainstream culture, the company's audience has diversified. But they are not, he emphasized, drag—they keep their male personality and technique while dancing roles traditionally reserved for women.
Did you know today is the
25th35th anniversary of Atari's classic Breakout? Google does!
Follow the link or type "Atari Breakout" into Google Image Search to play.
Thanks to Slog tipper Greg!
The Stranger Testing Department is Rob Lightner and Paul Hughes.
Can someone explain why Ahmed Angel is suddenly planet? I am confused! Also, get a load of this guy. He paid a wizard $500 to make him invisible. Doesn't he know, being invisible doesn't make him planet?
Pitch Black was a fun little pulpy creature feature. I think I tried to watch The Chronicles of Riddick once, but I certainly didn't get all the way through. Now, nine years later, the third movie starring Vin Diesel as Riddick is about to be released. It's titled Riddick. Here's a trailer:
Is it me, or did that trailer feel like five times longer than it really was?
There's an app for that!
Depending on how many Seattle-area nonprofit email lists you're on, you may have received between zero and 6 million reminders that today is "GiveBIG"—the day when any money you donate to a nonprofit gets some extra bucks from the fat pockets of the Seattle Foundation.
It's a little confusing: Not all nonprofits are eligible (though a jillion of them are on the list), your donations aren't exactly matched but "stretched," and there are "Golden Tickets" of extra $1,000 gifts doled out throughout the day.
The short version: If you intend to give any money to a Seattle-area nonprofit this year, today is the day to do it.
A few clarifying details from the FAQ:
When does GiveBIG begin and end?
GiveBIG 2013 is a 24-hour period beginning at midnight and running through midnight, Pacific Daylight Time, on Wednesday, May 15, 2013.
How does GiveBIG work?
All donations made through The Seattle Foundation's website on GiveBIG day will receive a percentage of the matching funds (or "stretch") pool. This percentage depends on the size of the stretch pool and how much is raised in total donations on GiveBIG day. For example, if the stretch pool is $500,000 and the total amount raised that day is $2,000,000, then the stretch percentage is 25% (or 25 cents on the dollar). In other words, it is a prorated match.
All donations up to $25,000 per donor, per organization, qualify to receive funds from the GiveBIG stretch pool.
You can also, if you are so inclined, donate to the Stranger Genius Awards—which will, in turn, dole out money to kick-ass artists, by donating to Shunpike and mentioning the Stranger Genius Awards in the comments.
Our editorial staffers' favorite nonprofits are below! (It's like an office litmus test.)
MTNS play the Black Lodge TONIGHT with Black Pus and the Numbs!
For their big Debacle Fest matinee performance at the Highline on May 4, Seattle duo MTNS are barefoot and wearing silk slips like it's no big deal. Slender Austin Hund ignites a bass dirge that ripples pant legs. Burly Daniel Enders coaxes crackles from a light theremin, then grabs his drumsticks and stands on his stool in order to beat on the venue's ceiling pipes. Eventually he sits down at his kit and attacks it with feral grace, his face distorted into a demonic grimace.
MTNS then launch into a wild, methodical growl and stomp. The twosome's portentous noise rock unexpectedly accelerates with mad energy, revealing roots in speed metal and no-wave. Enders drops a stick twice in 10 seconds, but no matter. The apocalyptic tone's been established.
As the set progresses, Hund makes his bass corkscrew and spasm in strange contortions and squeal like a pig (see: Deliverance), with a predilection for ratcheting up the tension to infernal degrees. But MTNS are about more than just speed and power. Their last song of the set—and the finale of their excellent new album, All Songs Are Spells—"Hut on a High Peak," shows that they're capable of writing a moving, majestic melody. Marked by an ascending recorder motif, it's one of the best songs by a Seattle band this year.
Bigotry is bigotry and discrimination is illegal:
Yet another Oregon bakery has refused to bake a cake for a gay couple’s wedding, violating the state’s anti-discrimination consumer protection laws yet again.
Erin Hanson and Katie Pugh asked Pam Regentin of Fleur Cakes to provide the cake for their Mount Hood wedding, but were turned away after Regentin realized they were gay, as Pugh told KATU News: “I mentioned Erin in passing, and said a ‘she’ in passing too, in the email. A few days later she called back … and verified it was a same-sex wedding.”
Shortly after, Regentin told the couple she would not bake the cake.
In the middle of the last century, I'm sure lots of people explained that black people didn't need coffee at the lunch counter—there were other lunch counters they could go to—and why would they want to sit at the front of the bus anyway? Those people lost the fight over civil rights.
Now the civil rights fight is about refusing service for gay weddings. This incident at Fleur Cakes is the second case like this in Oregon, and Washington State has a similar case involving Arlene's Flowers & Gifts refusing to sell flowers for a gay couple's wedding. Christian activists are trying to divide moderates and liberals by braying about their individual expression, claiming that religious liberty grants them a right to refuse service. They are arguing, essentially, that they deserve special rights to ignore anti-discrimination laws.
But as I said recently when supporting lawsuits against the florist in Eastern Washington, this isn't about products: "It's actually about the Christian right seeing how far they can push this envelope. The line between trivial product and necessary service is an impossibly broad gray area. But if you believe same-sex marriage is a right, then consider the products and services that society defines as essential to that wedding. It's not a seat on the bus or a seat at the lunch counter—but it's just as important. It is a reception hall, a dress, a tux, a bouquet. And if you believe gay people can be denied those things by anyone hiding behind a Bible, then gay weddings are second-class weddings."
These clashes will keep happening until business proprietors are convicted or anti-discrimination laws are struck down.
If anti-discrimination laws mean anything, I believe they apply in these cases. And if the court strikes them down—if it finds that bakers and florists and banquet facilities can refuse service to a gay wedding—then they better strike down all the anti-discrimination laws that go with them. That would mean a hotel could refuse a room to an elderly woman because she's Christian, a restaurant could refuse dinner to a man because he's Asian, and a bank could refuse an account to a customer just because she's a woman. The Christian right is calling for nothing less.
I heart it so much, I ate there every day for a week. If you like things that are good, you're going to heart it too.
They don't call SIFF America's biggest film festival just for kicks. Besides corralling 273 films (plus multiple shorts packages) from all over the globe, the 2013 Seattle International Film Festival is three and a half weeks long, which means you have almost an entire month to dive into SIFF, get sick of it and ignore it for a while, then dive back in all over again.
As ever, there's a ton of stuff worth seeing, from glorious art films to splashy documentaries to craptastic cult fare. The opening-night gala brings Joss Whedon's Much Ado About Nothing, which has been sold out since it was announced and will likely involve a hilarious mingling of speech-giving civic dignitaries and screaming Whedonistas. The centerpiece gala brings the much-buzzed-about documentary on backup singers Twenty Feet from Stardom. And the closing-night gala brings The Bling Ring, Sofia Coppola's ripped-from-the-headlines drama on Hollywood thieves. (The fact that it has a plot means it's already 10,000 times better than 2010's Somewhere.)
BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE. Among the non-gala film events that have The Stranger excited: Fateful Findings, a fledgling classic of brilliantly terrible cinema in the manner of The Room; The Punk Singer, Sini Anderson's revelatory documentary about Kathleen Hanna; Furever, a squirmy documentary about the pet-memorial business; and An Evening with Kyle MacLachlan, during which the Northwest native and beloved Hollywood star will submit himself to an onstage Q&A (complete with clip show!), then hang out and watch the classic pilot of Twin Peaks on the big screen.
Here is The Stranger's guide to every single film in SIFF 2013, featuring eyewitness reviews of more than 130 films and a half-dozen jokes in poor taste.
Well, then, today's your lucky day, I guess.
Hundreds of people crowded into Pioneer Square's Union Station to demand that the legislature allow King County to tax motor vehicles in order to continue funding Metro bus routes (as well as road and street improvements). As Goldy writes in this week's paper, without that taxing authority, Metro will be forced to slash services by 17 percent next year.
Bus riders are understandably frustrated by the threatened cuts. They're discouraged that they have to once again lobby for services that they fought hard to preserve just two years ago. The Seattle Times has a thorough write-up of Metro's years-long struggle to fund its services, while news intern Ansel stopped by the meeting yesterday and talked with a few people who would most likely be affected by the cuts.
We all had a good chuckle yesterday over Seattle Times editorial board member Jonathan Martin's unselfconscious post about the "The Stranger’s obsession with the Seattle Times." Martin attempted to use our crappy search engine to find the number of times we've written about his paper since the beginning of the year (he says 22) compared to the number of times we've written about, say, "Ed Murray" or "the homeless" (Martin alleges 16 and 7, respectively).
How many hours did he labor over Slog, typing in search phrases? Geez... talk about obsessed.
But as usual when it comes to his editorial board, I question Martin's math. I can't make our search engine work any better than Martin, but I'd be damn surprised if I've personally written fewer than 22 posts critiquing the Seattle Times this year. And if I'm obsessed, it's not like I'm unaware. In fact, I'm frequently taunted for my Seattle Times posts within the office (fuck you, Paul). Indeed, a few years back, after forcing their hand on a particularly big story, I printed up Seattle Times business cards with the title "Volunteer Ombudsman."
So yeah, I'm a bit obsessed with critiquing the publication that claims to be our state's unchallenged paper of record since it successfully drove Seattle's other daily out of business.
That said, 22 posts on one subject may seem like an obsession to somebody like Martin, who only has 39 bylines since January 1, but it's a drop in the bucket within the context of the 3600-plus posts that have scrolled through Slog over that same period. I mean, a little perspective. As of yesterday afternoon, the Seattle Times entire seven-member editorial board had only generated 199 bylines this year, compared to 372 from me alone. Sure, when you throw in their approximately 200 unsigned editorials, they collectively have me beat. But not Paul, whose freakish 777 bylines this year (and counting) nearly doubles the combined output of the Seattle Times ed board.
I'm not saying Martin and his colleagues are lazy. But if his paper can afford the luxury of a seven-member ed board, surely it can afford to hire a real ombudsman instead of relying on volunteers like me to keep it honest.
"Two anythings, one cup" isn't permitted. That goes double when you're in the business of selling people big cups of sweet brown sludge.
This certainly doesn't bode well for Google Glass:
Rep. Bachmann tries out Google Glass at House #GOP mtg twitter.com/LukeRussert/st…
— Luke Russert (@LukeRussert) May 15, 2013
I hope Newt Gingrich got a pair, too. Newt seems like the kind of guy who'd love Google Glass.
We're observing Slog silence from now until 11 a.m. while we have an editorial meeting, but look—we made an entire paper's worth of stuff for you! Here's what Harry Knowles has to say.
Ask any of my director friends... Guillermo, Brett, Quentin... and they'll tell you I love movies. I was born during a showing of Yojimbo, and my dad chewed through the umbilical cord, set me on his lap, and made me watch the rest of the film. Let me tell you, I was hooked... since then, I've celebrated all the greatest films of our time, nay, of all time... the Matthew Broderick Godzilla, Green Lantern, Tron Legacy... on my site, Ain't It Cool News. In case I haven't made myself clear, let me just say, I'm kind of a big deal.
So why hasn't SIFF brought me up to Seattle to celebrate their film festival? Especially when I've already seen the opening-night film, Joss Whedon's Much Ado About Nothing, and it's practically made for me? Guest of Honor Harry Knowles could put some butts in the seats, and I even headline my own film festival down here in Austin, so I know how it's done. But I'm not mad... like Uncle Ben told Peter Parker, people don't always appreciate your talents... that's why you've gotta wow them. Peter Parker's got sticky palms. I love movies. So here's a review, for free.
Much Ado About Nothing
USA (109 min)
Dir. Joss Whedon
Why should you give two shits about this film? Well, it is based on a series of books by William Shakespeare that has huge fans. Benedick is essentially the most badass Romantic Comedy Lead that there ever was. He found problems. That life is in the rearview, and now he wanders the earth like Kane from Kung Fu having sexy adventures. Now, there's no Eastern philosophy. Benedick is a bit more like John Rambo... except a whole lot more romantic. Shakespeare's dialogue for Benedick is so choice. In fact, if you watch Alexis Denisof's Benedick... hilarious & self-important describe his actions, dialogue, and line of thought. He keeps things explosive, even if they're barbs of the verbal side. Benedick is an old-school man with internally created way of life. He's a man like the Outlaw Josey Wales. Now I know, I've brought up The Outlaw Josey Wales, so I assume you have to want to know, what's better? Well, The Outlaw Josey Wales. Duh. By miles, because that's my favorite Eastwood western. Love it. But this film is called Much Ado About Nothing and after you see it, you'll know the name and what it stands for.
So I'm not in The Stranger's SIFF Guide, either. It's not very good, but at least it's got every SIFF movie in it, I guess... but I don't know, where's the enthusiasm? The way you should write about SIFF is like imagine SIFF is the tongue, mouth, fingers, and lips of a lover. The audience is the clit. SIFF goes down on the audience... watching the audience begin to squirm, then he takes the audience's clit in his mouth and just licks it like crazy. Damn, SIFF respects the clit!
See what you missed? This is what I could bring to SIFF. Oh, well... maybe next year, Seattle...
Don't Cut Our Service: Over 400 people packed yesterday's King County Council meeting to protest 17 percent cuts in Metro bus service that could go into effect next year without additional funding.
NY Dem Won't Face Harassment Charges: A district attorney found that sexual harassment claims brought against Brooklyn assemblyman Vito J. Lopez by female employees didn't constitute a "chargeable crime," while noting, “Certainly, what we found is alarming.”
Another Assault Prevention Officer Investigated for Assault: The US military doesn't have a problem with women; it has a problem with men.
An Army sergeant first class assigned to a sexual assault prevention program at Fort Hood, Texas, is under investigation for sexual assault, pandering, abusive sexual contact and maltreatment of subordinates.
An administration official told CNN's Barbara Starr on Wednesday that it's possible that prostitution-related activity was involved, but investigators have not yet determined the scope of that and potential criminal misconduct.
They're Not All Ticking Time Bombs: Doctors are concerned that more women are choosing to get both breasts removed, a la Angelina Jolie, at any "whiff" of cancer instead of fighting to save one when it makes sense.
Seattle Woman Sues Swedish: After her husband died from a nosebleed at the local hospital.
Innocent of All Charges: Ariel Castro's lawyers say he'll plead not guilty to four counts of kidnapping and three counts of raping the Cleveland women who claim they were imprisoned in his house for a decade. "He's not a monster and he shouldn't be demonized," said lawyer Jaye Schlachet.
Fatal Foul: A man was dribbling a soccer ball from Seattle to Brazil when he was struck by a truck in Lincoln City, Oregon.
Drama Queens: "You're just an accident or surgery away from becoming a heroin addict," KIRO bleats in one sensationalist headline.
Lynnwood Man Starts His New Life in N. Korea: The man was sentenced to 15-years of hard labor at a "special prison" weeks ago, in what analysts say is a ploy from the country to get diplomatic concessions.
Porn King Sues JPMorgan Chase Bank for Discrimination: The soft-core porn creator alleges that the bank refused him a home loan because of "moral reasons," which is rich given the bank's history.
The suit alleges that "JPMorgan's discrimination against plaintiff on 'moral' grounds is particularly repugnant and hypocritical coming from a corporation under federal investigation for illegal, immoral and unethical conduct, including: A. Multibillion dollar trading losses that cost its shareholders between $5 billion and $15 billion; B. A criminal investigation of top JPMorgan executives by the FBI over lying to investors and federal regulators with respect to the multibillion dollar trading losses; C. Misstatements by JPMorgan regarding how the bank harmed more than 5,000 homeowners in foreclosure..." the list continues on through i.
And finally, over the weekend I saw Ironman 3. It was entertaining and—wonder of wonders!—it passed the Bechdel Test. For one brief moment in a larger conversation about men (their bosses/lovers), two women on screen talk about science!
Sometimes—not every time, mind you, but sometimes—the best way to demonstrate how a piece of art is sexist is by employing an equal amount of sexism in the other direction. The story of Bro-sie the Riveter is an example of a time when that tactic worked perfectly.
USA Today has the AP story, which goes a little something like this: His name is Richard Swanson, he considered himself a big fan of the Seattle Sounders FC, he left Seattle on May 1, his goal was to reach São Paulo for the 2014 World Cup, he was killed near Lincoln City, Oregon by a pickup truck, he spent a total of 42 years on this side of everything there ever was and will be.
If I were to make Zoo 2...
The 35-year-old, known only as Hasse, was found unconscious after his reportedly stinging sex session.It's inevitable: The Man Who Fucked a Hornets' Nest.
The apparently misguided man died an hour after he was located on his farm in Ystad, Sweden.
A neighbour said he looked like a beached whale, due to the inflammation caused by the stings.
Following an autopsy that revealed Hasse had 146 stings on his body—54 of those on his genitals—authorities came to the conclusion he tried to have sex with the hornets’ nest.
Police are said to have found semen and the deceased man’s pubic hair on a few of the dead insects and at the opening of the nest.