EDITORIAL: Reflections on the Second Anniversary of ‘M29’
It’s hard to believe that it’s been two years since Eugene spontaneously combusted on the night of May 29, 2020. So much has changed, and yet nothing has changed, not for the better, at...
Heady Writing From the Streets of Eugene, Oregon
It’s hard to believe that it’s been two years since Eugene spontaneously combusted on the night of May 29, 2020. So much has changed, and yet nothing has changed, not for the better, at...
This is not news. But it probably will be to many. It’s been reported time after time but the American population, in general, is ignorant to one of the very fundamentals of policing and...
There have been happier months of April in the past for me, I’m sure of it. However, honestly, I don’t remember them. Certain events have a deeper effect on a person’s memories and some...
This week has been a difficult one for many reasons. The holiday season is always a busy time or year, and, usually, bells can be heard as one travels around town running last-minute errands. ...
Heyo, Our readers and supporters have probably noticed a slowdown in Double Sided Media content. It’s not that we aren’t still researching and writing; we are. During the winter months, however, the majority of...
Guest Author: Nikolai Serban I’m profoundly disappointed in Eugene Pride over their lack of accountability over some of their board member’s hostile and hateful positions towards our community. I’m disgusted that they lack mechanisms...
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.
According to “The Imposter Phenomenon,” an article in the International Journal of Behavior Science, what we now know as “imposter syndrome” was originally thought to only happen to professional women. “The Impostor Phenomenon was...
Let Eugene Pride be another example for kink acceptance – and it doesn’t have to be a Folsom Street Fair-type event.