At around 9:30 this evening on Capitol Hill, an employee of Bill's Off Broadway was standing outside explaining their busted window to someone on his phone. A phalanx of officers was lined up outside Walgreens, where a couple windows were broken. Another phalanx of officers was lined up against a road blockade across Pine Street at 11th Avenue, one block from the East Precinct police station. Still more phalanxes of officers were darting through streets on bikes, like schools of fish.
Cal Anderson Park seemed dead at first—at least by the playfields. Certainly the park was not full of protesters, as suggested on Twitter. But then as Kelly O and I walked farther into the park, we had to step aside to led an SPD SUV through. The reflection pool was black and sparkly. The other fountain (the volcano leading to the flat steps with the rocks) was dry. In between the two water features was another pool of officers, standing with bikes, their white reflective features shimmering in the distance. Kelly O and I got closer. The cops in the SUV drove up to the cops on bikes, and they talked for a while, and then all of a sudden a whole bunch of cops charged through the empty fountain. One on his bike drove through the center of it, up the shallow steps. They converged on a group of people at the far side of the fountain, and to shrieks like, "He didn't do it!" and "Don't arrest him!" and etc., they arrested a young man in face paint and a fedora.
"For what?" the arrestee yelled.
"Throwing rocks," was the reply.
The agitated friends started calling things out to him as he was arrested. One of them said, "You have to sing a song as you get arrested!"
"What should I sing?" the man being arrested called back.
"'Bohemian Rhapsody'!" someone yelled.
And then all his friends started shout-singing "Bohemian Rhapsody." Badly and with vigor. They started right at the "I see a little silhouette of a man..." part, because of course they did—right where the song has a panic attack. There were 10 or 11 of them, I'd say, these friends, going, "Thunderbolt of lightning, very very frightening me!!!" The man being arrested did not sing along. Even for the call-and-response parts. That seemed like a wise move on his part.
Then, with a cop on each arm, the man being arrested sauntered very casually toward the SPD SUV. He seemed resigned to his fate and determined to strike a heroic posture. And it was kinda working: He still had the straw fedora still on his head. A woman who'd been singing "Bohemian Rhapsody" called out to the cops, "Don't touch his hat!" Someone else called out, "You can't touch his hat!" Right away, one of the cops grabbed the hat off the man's head. And his friends went, "Aw, man!" and "No!" and etc. And then into the SPD SUV the man went.
HEY! Yeah, YOU! The stupid baby with the basketball! What are you going to do with the basketball, you stupid baby? You think you can shoot it into the basket? HAAAAA!! I would love to see you try. I would just LOVE to see a stupid, idiot baby like you pick up a basketball, and shooooooooooooooo.... HOLY SHIT!!! Ummm. Never mind?
Yeah, well, I bet you can't do that with a regulation basketball... STUPID, STUPID BABY!
Last week, Paul posted about the world's first visual recording of a thought being formed—it was the thought of a zebrafish.
Today, I post a visual recording of a six-year-old boy's imagination as he tries to think up a movie. Young filmmaker Bianca Giaever—who used to be in the Teen Tix program—asked the boy what to make a movie about, and then went out and made it, image for image and word for word.
Soooooooo. If you hop over to amazon.com you can now purchase "action figures" of characters from Quentin Tarantino's controversial film Django Unchained... including slave owner "Candie," "Stephen," and this one depicting "Broomhilda."
Django Unchained Action Figures: CONDEMN OR ALLOW?!?
I admit it: I'm still a goddamn mess today—even after having a weekend to process what happened Friday. But, like you, I'm doing the best I can and it's good to remember that kids are the best, and the hilarious stuff they do can make a shitty day like today a lot better. Check out this video of kids performing in a "12 Days of Christmas" routine—you're going to hope that #7 and #8 grow up to star in movies, because they're the most terrific comedy duo ever.
Shangela—the absolutely fabulous contestant from RuPaul's Drag Race (seasons 2 & 3)—reads an absolutely fabulous rendition of the classic kid's book Are You My Mother?... and I wish she would never ever stop. Gather 'round, children!
“There was a lot of talk about what the new ‘cowabunga’ was, or whether it should even remain ‘cowabunga,’” Neili tells EW. “We hadn’t initially come up with anything yet because we didn’t really necessarily need it [at the time].”
“But then when we were at the record, one of the actors — Greg Cipes, who actually plays Michelangelo — just kind of went for it,” Nieli explains. “When he said it in the room, there were a lot of executives there. I think it was our first record. And it was that moment when he said it — I think he just really pulled it off and kind of won everybody over in the room. And it stuck.”
Heh... heh. Ummm... look, Charlie. I wasn't going to call you stupid or anything. SERIOUSLY! You're a very, very, VERY intelligent little baby from the looks of you, and really! Even if I were to accidentally and stupidly insult you, is that a reason to resort to violence? OF COURSE NOT. Ha, ha, ha. We're just having some jolly good fun, right Charlie? Am I right? Ummm... Charlie. Charlie! CHARLIE! DON'T BITE MY FINGER, CHARLIE!!! DOOOON'T... BIIIIITE... MYYYYY... FINGOWWWWW!!!
Hey, are you in love with the BBC's awesome Sherlock, starring Benedict Cumberbatch? YES? And do you equally dig the mind-bending mysteries of Blue's Clues? Ummm... not so much? OH. Well, check out this video anyway, which features Sherlock giving Blue and Steve some good old-fashioned deductive schooling!
by Dan Savage
on Fri, Sep 14, 2012 at 8:20 AM
So, yeah, there I was, innocently flipping through yesterday's NYT, just catching up on the Dead Tree News, when I encountered this photo. No disrespect to anyone's religious beliefs... but... um... ugh.
To the best of my recollection, I never cheated in college. Partially because the seminars I mostly took rarely had exams, and, well, how do you cheat on a paper? (Plagiarism, I suppose, but I've always been filled with too many words to bother stealing from others.) And partially because after a disastrous second semester sophomore year, I vowed never to care about grades again. (Also, only take classes I like, and never take a class that starts before 11 am.)
In the age of Facebook and Twitter, a new crime has hit America: "Sharpie parties," gatherings of revelers armed with "Sharpie" magic markers and lured by social media invitations to wreak havoc on foreclosed homes....The partygoers are handed Sharpie pens on arrival by their hosts and urged to graffiti the walls - a destructive binge that often prompts other acts of vandalism, including smashing holes in walls and doors, flooding bathrooms and ripping up floors.
Banks that own the foreclosed homes are reluctant to pursue the perpetrators, [realtor Andy] Krotic says, because they don't have the resources to hunt down the miscreants. Even if they're caught, the unwanted publicity from their prosecution would likely incite more parties. "Usually they leave the damage and just drop the price," Krotic said.
In lesser news, when I was growing up, my mom got big into wallpaper, but before any went up, she'd give my brother and me a week or so to write all over the soon-to-be-covered walls with markers. It was the greatest.
Did you know a cute flasher, a woman with a broken vagina, and a naked man in a dumpster are all competing for the illustrious title of The Stranger's Drunk of the Week? It's true! Go vote! Photos slightly NSFW.
Find your photo here. If you have always dreamed of being one of those plastic people at the top of a cake and you weren't at that party, you will have another chance at the Capitol Hill Block Party, July 20-22. If you don't have tickets for that yet, get 'em here.
But the stupidity doesn't stop there. According to this same poll young voters support gay marriage by a 56-30 margin and marijuana legalization 52-33, two ballot measures that McKenna strongly opposes.
So what explains McKenna's apparent popularity with young voters? Stupidity. Or I guess more charitably, ignorance. Either way, Washington's young voters have a lot to learn between now and November.
Seattle's National Film Festival for Talented Youth is the largest youth film festival in the world, this year featuring 224 works by filmmakers from all over the world, all of them 22 years of age and under. NFFTY 2012 goes down this weekend at the Cinerama and SIFF, and we'll have piece on the fest in the paper landing tomorrow. In the meantime, enjoy this year's NFFTY trailer.
Former Sen. Rick Santorum was the overwhelming choice of young Republican voters in Alabama and Mississippi with 41% and 45% of the under-30 vote, respectively...
“Santorum performed poorly among young people in the early caucuses and primaries, as he did in his last Pennsylvania Senate race,” said CIRCLE director Peter Levine. ”But he has improved his showing since Michigan, probably on the strength of socially conservative youth.”
The good news is that total youth turnout in the Republican primaries was down from 12 percent and 10 percent in Alabama and MIssissippi in 2008, to 10 percent and 8 percent respectively in 2012. So while southern Republican youth voters appear to be getting even crazier, there are at least fewer of them.
A mini-parade of anarchists, maybe 40 strong, is currently marching up Broadway, in the middle of the northbound lane, trailed by cops on bikes (on the sidewalk) and cops in cars. The marchers are shouting—slowly, sing-song-y—"All cops are bastards! All cops are bastards!" The cops on bikes look bored and capable. A trash can just clattered to its side. There are at least three police cars and a larger police vehicle following them, slowly, at the speed that anarchists walk. It looks like a reverse procession.
“These very low numbers raise questions about whether Ron Paul can compete in big-state primaries and whether Mitt Romney can draw significant youth support,” said CIRCLE director Peter Levine. “The McCain/Palin campaign performed poorly among young people in 2008, and Mitt Romney has an opportunity to improve, but so far, the primary and caucus turnout rates provide no evidence that he has connected with young people.”
Nobody expects young voters to turn out nearly as enthusiastically for President Obama in 2012 as they did in 2008, but they sure as hell aren't flocking to the alternative.
Attention, kids, stoners, and stoners with kids: You will all find plenty to love at this year's Children's Film Festival Seattle, starting tomorrow and running through Feb 5 at the Northwest Film Forum. Here's the adorable trailer:
And here's some key info:
This year's festival will begin on Thursday, Jan. 26 with the Seattle premiere of Michel Ocelot's "Tales of the Night," a film that wowed audiences at this year's Berlin Film Festival. The festival fun will continue on Friday, Jan. 27, with a rockin' pajama party for ages 3 and older, featuring a sneak preview of animated films from the festival, and a concert by Caspar Babypants, a high-octane kids' band fronted by Seattle music legend Chris Ballew, of The Presidents of the United States of America. Other Festival highlights will include "Fire and Ice," a retrospective of animation from Russia's famed SHAR Studio and Animation School, founded in 1993 by a group of top Russian animators; a live performance of "String," a new theater piece for very young audiences by Seattle movement artist Mary Margaret Moore; and of course our popular Pancake Breakfast.
Full Children's Film Fest info here. For a preview of tomorrow's opening night film—Michel Ocelot's gorgeous Tales of the Night—proceed after the jump.