I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. If you want to know what the mainstream will be talking about tomorrow, listen to what I’m saying today.
What do I mean by this? I’ll tell you. The life cycle of a Seattle Rex position is roughly this:
Ignore it and pretend that it was never said Outrage, snark, and ridicule A quiet period, as the evidence of my correctness mounts, but where everyone waits for an “expert” or fashionable observer to confirm what I’ve always known. Acquiescence, where the mainstream finally adopts my opinion as its own,
Continue reading Mounting Proof That Ed Murray is Seattle’s Worst Mayor Ever
When one has lived a charmed life, it can be difficult to imagine what it must be like to be tormented by mental illness. Add to this the fact that many mentally ill people are simply dumped onto the streets when they have no money, and it can be downright impossible to relate to the people who have experienced this pain and suffering firsthand. After all, when we don’t “feel emotionally secure” in a private, locked toilet stall … a national crisis is declared, legislation is passed, and social media erupts with sympathy for us and shame for anyone
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Value Village in Pike-Pine is no more, and all we have to remember it by is this display in what used to be their window.
It says “Rent Control”, and it’s something I very much agree with. There is no incentive whatsoever to create thriving neighborhood businesses, to get involved in the community, to be anything other than a transient when you know that, should you succeed in making the neighborhood a better place to live, you’ll be immediately kicked out while your unit is sold to someone wealthier. “Thanks for everything you’ve done to make this such a
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An outspoken woman in Seattle? Complaining about a perceived imperfection in her extraordinarily-privleged 3%er life? Why, that doesn’t sound right. No, that doesn’t sound right at all. That only always happens!
There’s a point in most moral panics where, emboldened by the cowardice of the populace and complicity of the media, said panic crosses the threshold from vaguely-theoretically-possible, to outright parody. A point where all but the most mentally enslaved exclaim “Oh come on, this is just too much!”, either verbally or in their own minds. The point at which the moral panic, to borrow a phrase, jumps the
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There’s a new mural at 10th & Pine:
On a personal note, I still have the receipt for the best $125 I ever spent.
And while I hate to use such a tragic opportunity to make a point, I nonetheless feel compelled to do exactly that.
See, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:
Go to your book collection, your movie collection, your art collection, and your music collection. Now, throw away everything made by a “drug user”. Stand there and look at what remains. It won’t be much. Stand there nonetheless,
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Schoolbus Stuck on Terry Avenue Hill
And you thought you were having a bad day.
The woman driving this vehicle was standing outside of the bus talking on her cellphone when I walked by.
“I saw smoke coming from the hood, and then the bus stopped”, she was explaining.
Now, I didn’t hear the entire conversation, but if she was trying to say what I think she was trying to say … that this happened because of an engine malfunction … well … nah …. nobody’s that shameless, right?
I’m sure it all made sense in context.
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On one hand, I don’t like to see people’s property vandalized. I’m an empathetic human-being and I don’t enjoy seeing harm, or even disappointment, inflicted upon other people. It makes me as sad as the next person, probably even more so.
On the other hand, especially in recent years, guests to Seattle have increasingly been made up of selfish assholes. People who, with little regard for the natives, ignore any and all traffic laws, drive dangerously, and lay on their horns at 6am.
These are also the people who park in every, single, solitary crosswalk in town,
Continue reading Welcome to Seattle. Now Go Home.
Twice, once in 2008, and again in 2012, the Mayor of Seattle (and nearly all of those Seattleites who call themselves “progressive”), voted for a man, the President of the United States, who was publicly, and rather strongly, against gay marriage.
Not more than two years later, the very same Mayor boycotted the working-class people of Indiana for holding the exact same position as a man he voted for to become President.
Last year, several high-profile individuals lost their jobs when it was revealed that they were against gay marriage in their private lives. Once again, these people maintained
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The Smashing Pumpkins played the Paramount last Wednesday night. After opener Liz Phair did her thing, Corgan began the show with a string of mostly-acoustic-ish (solo acoustic through a fairly large PA system) songs, then segued into some fully-electric songs, back to acoustic-ish, back to electric, back to acoustic-ish, etc, etc. The rest of the band came and went throughout the gig, depending on whether the song was a band or solo number.
When all was said and done, it was maybe 40% traditional rock, 60% quasi-acoustic, all kind of mixed together. I’ve never seen anything completely like it,
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