An attempt to repeal all gay rights laws in Gainesville, Florida, was soundly rejected by voters today.
Gainesville, Fla.’s Amendment 1—which, if passed, would have repealed a number of antidiscrimination protections for LGBT residents in the college town—failed at the polls Tuesday. With the majority of precincts reporting, results have the amendment failing with 61% voting no and 39% voting yes.
Suck it, haters.
Some of the questions asked by NMU students tonight...
Is it okay to talk to other people about your relationship problems w/o the partner getting mad?
Is there a moral limit to multiple orgasms? What are the relationship risks when it starts getting into the 8-to-1 or 10-to-1 area?
It it okay for girls to wear the pants in the relationship?
How do I ensure that the jar I put in my ass doesn't break?
What do guys really think about girls when they try to control every aspect of their lives?
In your opinion what is the best flavored lube?
Some of my answers: It's not only okay, it's imperative; morality doesn't factor in (jealousy perhaps, insecurity seemingly, but not morality); your question presumes that there's a girl in every relationship (but the answer is nevertheless yes); when it comes to putting jars in your ass there are no guarantees; that they own them—and guys who think they own girls wind up physically abusing girls, so DTMFASAP; does someone makes an Anderson Cooper flavored lube? If so, that's my favorite.
We've been getting a lot of e-mails around here for the newest 9/11 Truther obsession, an internet movie called The Obama Deception, which is one of those half-baked documentaries like Zeitgeist that Truthers are copying and distributing so that people will learn the truth. It's all about how Obama's secretly a marionette controlled by a cabal of Wall Street/Banking types. It goes into that bullshit North American Union thing that Truthers believe was the real reason behind 9/11 and the movie appears to turn into one of those New World Order things by the end.
Today, for some reason, I actually went to the movie's website for the first time today, and I found myself face-to-face with the illustration that somebody spent a whole lot of time making for The Obama Deception, or, as they put it, one of their major volleys in the "Infowar." Ready?

There is so much wrong with that picture that I don't know where to begin, except to say that someone's been watching too many Saw movies. It's disturbing in ways that I don't think they intended it to be disturbing, and they're not going to win the "infowar" by being creepy. Start over, boys.
Starting any moment, and livestreaming here. (Among other places.) Me, I'm listening at home on good old battery-powered radio.
Meanwhile in L.A., everybody's waiting an hour and a half in line at a Korean fusion taco truck run by a former four-star chef and fueled by Twitter.
From the NPR story:
"As a chef, I always think it's the food, but I think without Twitter it wouldn't be anything," Choi says, "because I could have made these tacos, but I would have had no one to sell them to."Kogi not only has over 8,000 followers on Twitter, it has customers so loyal they've created YouTube tributes and a song ("Ode to Kogi") on MySpace.
But the Web hasn't been all so fawning.
One Kogi dissident created an imposter Twitter account promoting fake events like taco bikini Saturday, and fake dishes like solar-cooked pork, cooked on the roof of the truck. Worse, they lured people to fake locations.
Sabotage via Twitter! Someone better warn Birch.
Thanks, Paul.
Here is a chart of virginity rates at Wellesley College. The number on each bar is the percentage of students who are virgins:

Neuroscientists are freaky at a very young age, looks like. I'm especially fond of this one comment in response to the chart:
Ok....youre either fat or ugly if you didnt have sex before you made it college....this is retarded....I dont even know a virgin. And I am the "geek" youre talking about, Bio major - pre med for your stupid ass. Ive been with 25 girls, so this thing is retarded
Not to get all English major-y on the commenter or anything, but methinks he doth protest too much.

Thanks for asking! I went to a stranger's apartment armed with a six-foot bong to deliver this year's Strangercrombie-purchased annotated home viewing of Showgirls.
This isn't the first time I've had to do such a thing. In 2007, the winner of the Strangercrombie Showgirls arranged a private screening at Northwest Film Forum. Last year, the winners—a pair of Capitol Hill newlyweds—held a semi-glamorous Showgirls house party for their law-student friends. (Law students make very good movie audiences, as they are trained to notice everything.) This year, the winner was a sweet twenty-something Seattle dude who had me over to host the screening in his apartment, which was filled with his sweet twenty- and thirty-something friends.
Invariably the klutziest part of these screening parties is the transition from "fun party where everyone's drinking and chatting" to "party where everyone has to sit down, shut up, and pay attention to Showgirls." But you know what helps make that transition go smoothly? A six-foot bong, this one supplied by the good folks at Piece of Mind, around which roughly a third of the party's guests gathered for frightfully large hits prior to the commencement of Showgirls.
As for the show: As always, it was a mind-blowing delight. Nearly half of the partygoers were experiencing Showgirls for the first time, and all were properly amazed. Highlight of the evening (for me, at least): the audience member who responded to some bit of onscreen business with a real-life spit take. (Have you ever experienced a real-life spit take? I'm not talking about some fakey approximation. Anyway, it was amazing, like seeing an actual chicken actually crossing an actual road.)
And of course, the whole boob-and-bong-and-spit-soaked evening was for the kids. Thanks to last night's winner for making the whole thing possible. (And if you're simply dying to see Showgirls as soon as possible, I'm hosting a public screening next Friday at the Triple Door.)
Madrona restaurant Cremant's new owner Mike McConnell (of the Caffe Vita/Via Tribunali mini-empire) is suing former Cremant partners Scott and Tanya Emerick—and yikes, it looks ugly. According to the suit, the Emericks "had incurred approximately $302,698.93 in credit card debt" and Cremant's total outstanding debt was that plus a few grand; Cremant "was losing close to $20,000 a month"; McConnell invested $201,105 and assumed 80 percent ownership of Cremant; and then the Emericks allegedly continued to use a company credit card for "their own personal expenses and deliberately withheld the statements," to the tune of $27,094.52. Further, according to the suit:
Mr. Emerick's performance in running the back of the house [as the chef] caused the business to lose substantial money. Ms. Emerick continued to write unauthorized checks, locked management out of the Company office and deleted valuable financial information from the computer system. Expensive wine and food inventory was missing....
There's more—here's the whole lawsuit.
The Emericks have not yet returned an email for comment.
In a move that will likely put a number of local pot dealers out of business, Hearst has apparently ordered the few remaining P-I reporters to undergo drug testing.
Staff members at the P-I have apparently all been required to take—and pass—a pee test in order to keep their jobs, and they could be subject to random testing in the future.
According to an e-mail from Hearst spokesman Paul Luthringer:
Drug testing is not a new policy within Hearst Newspapers and is among the best practice policies for many industries across the country for many reasons.
Drug testing may not be a new thing for Hearst, but it’s definitely something that’s new to the P-I. The P-I’s former sports staff were clearly a bunch of potheads and former P-I reporter Mike Lewis also made reference to the P-I’s pothead staff in his recent piece about the paper’s glory days:
They drank and detonated, married and remarried, and remarried. They smoked pot on the roof, ushered women into the newsroom and, much later, cigarettes and booze out.
Hearst's new drug test policy is likely a cost-saving measure as some insurance companies give breaks to companies who test their employees. Still, while Hearst may be looking to save cash everywhere it can, asking journalists to not use drugs is like asking a priest to keep his hands off little boys.
Guess who's giving the GOP response after Obama's press conference tonight.
The definition of insanity, says Barb at Kos. Here's hoping that volcano in Alaska—the one our federal government is wasting your money monitoring—blows again during Jindal's response.
This seems like a bad idea...
With many U.S. newspapers struggling to survive, a Democratic senator on Tuesday introduced a bill to help them by allowing newspaper companies to restructure as nonprofits with a variety of tax breaks....[Senator Benjamin Cardin's] Newspaper Revitalization Act would allow newspapers to operate as nonprofits for educational purposes under the U.S. tax code, giving them a similar status to public broadcasting companies.
Under this arrangement, newspapers would still be free to report on all issues, including political campaigns. But they would be prohibited from making political endorsements.
A lot of people rely on daily newspapers for their endorsements, particularly in down-ticket races, and banning them from daily newspapers will just further empower the political blogs that are eating them alive. On the other hand... if the Seattle Times had been prevented from endorsing Dino Rossi—twice—my boyfriend might have allowed me to transfer our P-I subscription over to the Seattle Times.
These are the artists shortlisted for the Henry Art Gallery's new award, The Brink: Respectively, Isabelle Pauwels (Vancouver, B.C.), Gareth Moore (Vancouver, B.C.), Isaac Layman (Seattle), Matt Browning (Seattle), Aaron Flint Jamison (Portland), and the apparently basically un-Googlable Alex Felton (Portland) (that last image came up under his name, but we have no idea what or whether it has to do with him).
The prize is $12,500 plus a solo show at the Henry, and the winner will be announced April 17.
What do I think of this list? I'll tell you when I find out more about Jamison, Moore, Felton, and Pauwels.
Apparently, the DVD release of Let the Right One In has dumbed down the subtitles from the theatrical release.
Someone named RobG at the website Icons of Fright has a collection of screengrabs up (unfortunately, the post seems to be down right now due to excessive web traffic) comparing and contrasting the two editions.
The A.V. Club says:
Illustrating his case with screengrabs, RobG argues that Magnolia has opted for a sloppier, duller translation, losing a lot of the original's dark wit and character-building in the name of making the story—in every way—plainer. Given that much of the appeal of Let The Right One In is in its spooky, washed-out look—which hasn't changed—the movie is still worth a rental. But fans and neophytes who were considering buying the DVD may want to hold out for a while, and see if some other home video company will restore the good translation.
It doesn't really make any sense that a studio would pay to re-write the subtitles for a DVD release, does it? Cinematical guesses that Magnolia is paving the way for the dumbed-down American remake that's apparently on the way. But even that seems weird.
My fiance is bisexual. I am happy to fulfill his “man-love” fantasies by strapping it on and giving it to him, but he has recently started talking about wanting to have sex with men. I feel like kind of a jerk for freaking out about this—like I’m repressing his sexuality—but I’m not willing to entertain the emotional and physical risks of opening our relationship to another person and I don’t think its reasonable for him to expect me to be ok with it. Am I totally off base here, Dan?What The Fuck Is Wrong With Men These Days
Do not marry this man.
Many bisexual guys are capable of monogamy, as are many bisexual girls. (That's what the bisexuals tell me, at any rate, in their long and angry emails.) But this bisexual guy is not and he's made that plain. He gets points for being honest. You can extract a promise from him to remain faithful to you, WTFIWWMTD, but in the end you'll wind up with all the emotional and physical risks of an open relationship without any of the honesty that makes open relationships work.
And to the angry bisexuals: You know that I don't think all those pathetic monosexuals are very good at monogamy either, right?
Former Stranger news editor Josh Feit (pictured) just became the first online reporter in the state to get official press credentials at the state Capitol in Olympia. Josh writes about state politics and occasionally encroaches on my city hall and transportation beat at Publicola.
Congratulations, and welcome to the future, Josh.
UPDATE: I realize now that Dan and I posted about this at (almost) the exact same time. But I'm leaving mine up because I like the photo of Josh.
Someone keeps insisting in our comments threads that there are no real reporters or journalists working for blogs. Someone needs to let the president of the Capitol Correspondents Association know that...
It is a historic day for PubliCola, and in a small way, maybe even for local political journalism.AP reporter and Capitol Correspondents Association President Curt Woodward just issued an official press credential to Josh this morning, making PubliCola’s editor, “the first internet-based reporter in the state to get press credentials” on the state capitol beat.
And the president of the United States too...
AMERICAblog got credentialed again for Obama's press conference tonight in the White House, and Joe, fresh out of surgery, will be there. I told him he didn't have to do this, but he wanted to, and he says that his mother gave him her blessing (or perhaps more accurately, I think his mom told him he'd better go). We worked up a few questions, just in case. And I'll be live-blogging. It starts at 8pm Eastern.
Americablog has a whole new look with lots of soothing blue tones. Check it out.

Says Paul Constant:
The Great Buck Howard is much better than you'd expect of a film produced by Tom Hanks and starring Colin Hanks, who is most famous for being Tom Hanks's son. It's not just a mediocre bit of nepotism; the movie sparkles with some really fine performances. Best of all is John Malkovich as the titular Howard, a mentalist (never a magician: "I was a magician when I was 3 years old, but I evolved out of that") whose glory days—over 60 performances on Johnny Carson's Tonight Show—are long past. Howard's smile is a huge fake showbiz grin that evokes the dumbest kind of attention seeking (it kind of resembles Jim Carrey's doglike, love-me smile). Howard has a huge ego, of course, but Malkovich finds the vulnerability there, too: You feel sorry for the guy, even as you laugh at him.
In Matt Mitros's show at 4Culture, smooth, glassine monochromes erupt. Craters have broken out on these otherwise undisturbed resin surfaces, which are contained in wood frames. The little mountainous bodies of the craters are rough, but at the center of each is a pool of shiny, hard, colored resin. The craters are like reverse ceramic objects, with glaze on the inside.
Mitros studied in the ceramics department at the University of Washington, graduating in 2006. According to the materials he lists, none of the works in his current show is actually ceramic. But even with resin and wood (the only two materials listed), he exploits the ceramic-centric tension between surface and substance. The surface is a tense border; a skin/site of explosive events. Or not quite explosive but mimicking explosiveness, aping nature. If you look closely, the artist's fingerprints are all over the grayish little hills. The hills express two forces, one real and one symbolic: the artist calmly and carefully forming them, and whatever the imaginary event was that pushed them up to disturb this otherwise serene surface. A comparison to Alex Schweder's erupting surfaces is inevitable.
But there's something disturbing in Schweder's work that's missing from Mitros's events, which are tidy and formal—frozen, safely, in time. The best expression of this is in three framed works with the same glassine surfaces, but these surfaces are interrupted not from within but from air blown on them before the resin dried (or as it was drying) (a detail, at left, from Insufflate II). This creates craters in the surface, but these craters recede downward, providing a murky view of the surface under the resin as if you were the one underneath trying to look out. Where the other craters top hot volcanoes, these craters were formed by the resin cooling around the blasts of air.
A large sculpture (pictured) treats the gray-painted plywood floor as the interrupted surface. Frozen rivulets of cream-colored resin appear to have burst up and pushed a rectangular segment of floor so it hovers a few feet above the rest. It's a sort of fountain, freeze-frame.
Mitros's works are refined and controlled, representing action at a remove. There's attraction and poignancy in this, but don't be surprised if something feels a little deferred.
UPDATE: The artist emailed me an explanation of his process, and it was interesting enough to pass along:
Hi Jen,
You're onto something when you say, "reverse ceramic objects". The "volcanoes" are made by making a pinch pot out of clay and smearing it to the base panel. The hollow interior is filled with resin. The clay is scraped away revealing the negative space of the inverted ceramic vessel. This is why you can see the "finger marks" which are artifacts left from the forming process. The clay is a crucial building device during the construction, so in an esoteric way these may in fact be ceramic sculptures if one defines a work of art by its process rather than the product/medium (ie not all paintings rely on paint).
Ceramics is a means to an end.
-Mitros
I generally don't pay much attention to The Art of Manliness, but I do pop over every once in a while. They generally publish long blog posts about traditionally man-related subjects like hunting and mustaches and like that, but today there's a big long post about arm wrestling.
Man, do I love arm wrestling, especially when I'm working within my skill level. One of my favorite things to do when I get a bunch of booksellers and/or librarians in one room together is start an arm wrestling contest. I'm not sure exactly why that is, but it's almost always a great time.
The post has several techniques for arm wrestling victory, including the Top-Roll and the Hook. There's advice on how to lose gracefully. There's information about arm wrestling machines. There's a link to Oldtime Strong Man, which is a website devoted to old-timey strongman tendencies (like tearing a phone book in half and comic book promises to "Transform 98-Pound Weaklings Into Supermen"). And there's a training regimen for people just getting into arm wrestling. This post has renewed my faith in the internet for one more day.
Because the message of equality has reached kids like this—a gay kid with straight parents—and his generation refuses to accept second-class citizenship.
Via Sullivan.

And, excuse me, but I've been at a thing all afternoon—has someone else really had the nerve to jump into the mayor's race? Does this someone not realize that he could potentially act a spoiler and thereby prevent me from 1. winning my first campaign for elected office and 2. resigning that office 24 glorious hours after being sworn in? Who is this upstart? This neophyte? This bounder?
But they didn't block YouTube for hosting video of Chinese police beating handcuffed Tibetan monks in violation of international law. No, the problem is that the footage is obviously fake:
Google, the Internet company, said Tuesday that its YouTube video sharing Web site was being blocked in China.The company said it did not know why the YouTube site was being blocked, but on Tuesday, a report in China’s official Xinhua News Agency accused supporters of the Dalai Lama of fabricating a video that appears to show Chinese police brutally beating Tibetans following riots last month in Lhasa, according to The Associated Press.
The agency did not identify the video, but based on its description, it appears to match a video, available on YouTube, that was released by the Tibetan government in exile recently. It purports to show police storming a monastery after riots in Lhasa last March, kicking and beating protesters. It includes graphical images of a protester’s wounds.
And here's the video:
We know it is fake because China wouldn't do these things. Likewise, China also wouldn't have done this, this, this, or this.
As Erica mentioned, Seattle Great City Initiative founder Mike McGinn announced his bid for mayor this morning at Piecora’s on Capitol Hill.
The back room at Piecora's was packed with reporters and neighborhood activists like Kathy Nyland and Mike O’Brien.
Before the press conference, McGinn seemed nervous, pacing back and forth while he glad-handed reporters in the room. After invoking the great Wayne Gretzky in an unwieldy hockey metaphor, McGinn got down to business and seemed a lot more comfortable as he laid out his big three talking points: education, technology and transportation.
McGinn wants to create a broadband utility department, expand bus programs—although they're run by the county, something McGinn seems to believe is merely a formality—and spend two years working with Seattle School District administrators to try to improve Seattle’s schools. If that doesn't work, McGinn said, he would ask the city to take over the district. "If there isn't demonstrable progress after four years, fire me," he said. It's worth noting that several cities have taken over their respective school districts in recent years, few of which have had tremendous success.
While McGinn tried to focus on his own plan for the city, he couldn't help but take a few shots at Nickels, rhetorically asking “is the definition of leadership just to fill potholes?" and knocking the mayor's current push for a tunnel to replace the viaduct. McGinn, for the record, supports a surface/transit option.
Although McGinn seemed well rehearsed on his three big talking points, he seemed a bit caught off guard by a question about how he'd handle growing neighborhood concerns about youth and gang violence. "That's a really complex problem," he said, before dodging the question.
McGinn, who could now be heading into the race alongside Nickels, former Seattle Supersonic James Donaldson and noted local pervert Dan Savage, said he entered the race because "nobody was stepping up.” McGinn also added that he spoke with Peter Steinbrueck—who’s still being wishy-washy about his possible run for mayor—before declaring. McGinn (disappointingly) couldn’t be goaded into saying anything nasty about Savage when asked whether he could beat him. "I'm not going to taunt Dan Savage. That would be a mistake,” he said.
Nickels has a fairly sizeable war chest heading into election season, but McGinn seems to believe he can raise money through a "people power campaign" a la Obama—although he added, "I'm not as good looking or charismatic" as Obama.
The new president is holding his second prime-time news conference tonight (at 5 p.m. Pacific), and everyone's soliciting questions.
Via Ben Smith, citizen-suggested queries that the White House Press Corps may or may not use can be found at The Arena, Ask the President, and, in 140 characters or less, @jaketapper.
The current most-popular question at Ask the President:
Instead of rewarding bad behavior by spending trillions of dollars to bail out the institutions responsible for the current crisis, would you consider supporting student loan forgiveness to stimulate our ailing economy? Doing so would have an immediate effect because the middle class student borrowers who actually drive 2/3 of our economy would have hundreds, if not thousands of extra dollars to spend PER MONTH, allowing the economy to begin to grow while helping real people with real struggles.
Which is not a bad question—though somehow I doubt it will get asked tonight.