Heady Writing From the Streets of Eugene, Oregon
On Oct. 24, the Eugene Pride board of directors met on Zoom two months after their 2021 Pride event for their October feedback meeting. It began just after 2 p.m. and ended about 18-minutes...
“Equality for Queers and Queer liberation is not the same thing. Equality in your community may, simply, mean acceptance into the power structures of white supremacy — to possibly dorn a white hood alongside...
Editor’s Note: This article was updated to reflect corrections in both the spelling of B. Junzou Kuroishi’s name and his work, “Synaesthesium.” On Friday, Oct. 8, Eugene’s Park Blocks were lit up with activity...
There are those who like the doctors, and those who do not. I was a strange sort of child, and enjoyed going to the doctors. I liked knowing what was going on with my body, and still do. Unlike other sciences, the medical field was one that felt closer to truth. I could trust the diagnostics, the examinations and suggestions, because cold, hard facts backed their claims. I felt as if my person was more mine the more I knew of its functions, so regardless of what afflictions put me there in the first place, I found comfort in those bleak offices.
Given how little others knew of what was going on with 109, I was surprised to find that I actually didn’t have to dig far, if much at all.
Editor’s Note: This article contains racist imagery and caricatures, which we have included to provide historical context for the subject matter.
The United States has a deep history of secret fraternal organizations — “Good ol’ boy” groups for the privileged white, Christian, middle-class men and others deemed worthy of inclusion. In other words, current-day chuds. These secretive boys clubs afford their members opportunities for camaraderie, entertainment, and networking.
Allow me to start by saying: there is no gay handbook out there folks. You do not wake up one day instantly an all-knowing gay. There is no gay stork. No gay Santa Claus leaving presents with cards that read “To: Gay, Love: Santa.” Not even a goddamn courtesy call from your local coffee shop. Queer-hood has been a battle of self discovery that the likes of straight-hood has never seen.
I don’t have to understand why the old men with the model trains are so enamored with their hobby
But allies and alarms often aren’t enough, as many suburbanites know, so Kevin comes to embrace the Second Amendment as only an eight-year-old knows how.
