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,
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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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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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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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Rare are the times one glances out the window of a city bus and spots a goat on the hood of a Ford Minivan. Unless that bus happens to be meandering through the backroads of West by-God Virginia, or, apparently, Seattle, Washington.
The goat was on the sidewalk when I first spotted him, and he jumped on the minivan as the bus rumbled by. I sure hope it was his van.
I use the male pronoun for the goat only because it had relatively large horns. Everyone knows that gender is a societal construct, though, at least everyone in
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Since about 11:00 today, a man has been sitting near the top of the Macy’s Giant Sequoia at 4th and Stewart/Olive.
For the majority of the day, helicopters have been hovering overhead, and dozens of police officers with assault-rifles have been standing at the base of the tree.
For a man in a tree.
Allow me to repeat …
For a man in a tree.
For a man in a tree.
As you might expect, this spectacle has drawn a fair number of onlookers, as well it’s cost the city a small fortune in “law
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“Why don’t you use the crosswalk!”, bellowed the Seattle Police Officer moonlighting as security for the Paramount Theater.
My companion and I looked at each other with incredulity, before both breaking into laughter.
On this night, the officer had blocked the entire sidewalk for the convenience of a few rich people, necessitating us to walk in the street to get around the obstruction. Given that I have to do this 15-20 times daily just to get to work and back, it doesn’t even register as an unusual thing to do anymore. It’s just an automatic reaction at this point,
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