randy_byers: (2009-05-10)
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] daveon, who has a membership in the Columbia Tower Club, I finally made it to the top of the Columbia Center, fondly known locally as Selig's Phallus, since it was built by a man by the name of Martin Selig. At 76 stories it's the tallest building in Seattle, and it was completed in January 1985, pretty much exactly a year after I moved here. The views are spectacular, and the food is quite nice. Dave and I chewed over the Hugos brouhaha and the prospects of venture capital. A lovely evening. Thanks, Dave!

randy_byers: (beer)
The Big Time Brewery & Alehouse opened its doors in 1988. I noticed. I had moved to Seattle four years earlier in part for the "beer, beans [coffee], and bud," but it was still early enough in the microbrewery revolution that new breweries in my vicinity were something I noticed. The Big Time was in fact the first brewpub in my experience, so it was even more noticeable than usual. Still, I don't remember that I became a regular at first, and maybe even not for a while after I started working full-time in Schmitz Hall, just a block away from the Big Time, in 1989. My well-cultivated (meaning possibly reformulated) memory would say that I became a regular in 1991, in the aftermath of the breakup of a long distance romance with a German girl, when I transferred my affections to a beautiful barmaid at the Big Time.

My affections went unrequited, but I spent a lot of time in the brewpub anyway. Thus I got to know much of the bar staff, and eventually largely through them and some of the other regulars I got to know the Big Time's second brewmaster, Dick Cantwell, who had started his career at Seattle's *other* brewpub in those days, Pike Place Brewing. I didn't get to know Dick all that well at the Big Time, but in 1996 he and two partners started up a new brewpub called the Elysian. They hired the beautiful barmaid, after whom I sadly still pined, and so I transferred my brewery allegiance to the Elysian, even though it was a greater distance from my home and work. There I got to know Dick a lot better -- or at least I talked to him a lot more -- and he was the first person who told me about the wonders of Belgium, where he had started leading tours for rich Americans looking for an exotic beer adventure. At the Big Time Dick had introduced a Belgian tripel recipe that he called Trombipulator ("it will funk you up"), and at the Elysian he brewed a tripel called Bête Blanche and a saison that I suggested Dick call Saison d'Infer, after Rimbaud. Alas, although he'd called his Dublin stout at the Big Time the Buck Mulligan, he wasn't interested in my literary tip. Still, he was the first to introduce me to the splendors of Belgian beer.

1998-02 Matt and Becky at AP's birthday
Friends of a friend outside the Elysian in February 1998

Once again I got to know the bar staff very well -- to the extent that I more than once stayed for after hours parties that one time memorably included smoking pot with the punk kitchen staff up in the attic space above the brewing kettles, where sacks of malt were stored. That period was probably as close as I got to being a true beer geek, with a ringside window on the cutting edge of the American brewing world. Dick's advocacy of Belgian brewing was mind- and palate-expanding, and I also fondly remember a night at the bar when a guy introduced himself to me as an actual Belgian and proceeded to give me the goods on open fermentation in the homeland. It seemed to me at the time that the Elysian was at the forefront of the American brewing revolution, as Dick also experimented with an Aventinus-style bock (tasted like bananas and bubblegum) and a weak sour beer style called Berlinerweisse that they flavored with homemade woodruff syrup. I turned up my nose at the Berlinerweisse at the time, but twenty years later it's a style I love, at least sans woodruff. Dick was ahead of his time.

Twenty years later. Yeah, a lot has changed in those twenty years. I eventually gave up my infatuation with the beautiful barmaid, although we are still good friends. The Elysian grew and expanded, first with a somewhat more upscale brewpub called Tangletown, then with a cavernous brewpub down by the sports stadiums that was called Elysian Fields, and more recently with a production brewery in Georgetown aimed at increasing their bottling operation. Over this time they built themselves up into the second largest brewery in Seattle. I gradually found myself going to the Elysian less and less, for a variety of reasons. The American brewing scene continued to evolve, and other breweries became more interesting. The Elysian followed the woodruff syrup with other strange flavors that weren't as interesting to me as sour styles and saisons and wood-aged beer. (Although Dick was the first person to tell me about barrel-aging, the Elysian has never gotten into it to the extent that other brewers have.) The Elysian still brews sours and saisons too, and I still hit the old brewpub whenever I'm in the area to see what special things are on tap, but they've long since stopped being my favorite brewery.

As far as Seattle goes, the Big Time is my regular again, even if that's largely because it's just a block from where I work. These days the great beers are coming from all over, and the number of breweries has grown so astronomically that I can't keep up with everything that's going on. To say that I don't always notice when a new brewery hits the scene is an understatement. Last year I realized that you could do a pubcrawl from Fremont to Ballard that would hit a different brewery every half a mile. It's a different world than it was in 1988 or even 1996.

All this by way of preface to the news last week that the Elysian had been acquired by the multinational conglomerate Anheuser-Busch InBev, and my reason for going into all this detail is to establish that I have had a pretty personal relationship with the Elysian. It was an important stop in the development of my knowledge and taste for beer. What has struck me in the aftermath of the deal is how disconnected I feel from all the rage being expressed at the Elysian selling out. Part of it is that we just went through this with 10 Barrel, not to mention Goose Island, which has never been a favorite of mine but which I observed didn't decrease in quality after it was acquired.

From my perspective the reason Anheuser-Busch InBev is acquiring these breweries is that they are losing market share with their current products and are looking to get a piece of a growing market segment. It represents a victory of the "craft brewing" movement, if only in the sense that more people want to drink something other than the pilseners that dominated the American market in the middle of the 20th Century. Now, I can sympathize if the Elysian is your favorite brewery and you really, really don't want to put a penny in a multinational conglomerate's pockets, but I don't sympathize at all with the general sense of betrayal people are expressing at the Elysian's decision to cash their business in. The nerd rage expresses a sense of entitlement that fans commonly feel for the objects of their affection, and it isn't pretty.

Most maddening of all is the argument that somehow Anheuser-Busch InBev is going to crush "craft brewing" by buying these breweries and then forcing their taps into every pub and tavern in the country. That cow left the barn long ago. Big bad ABIB can't force taps into the Big Time or Fremont Brewing or the Cascade Taproom or Upright or anywhere else that just serves the beer they make themselves. We really do live in a Golden Age of brewing, with well over two thousand breweries in the US alone. Even if a bunch of those are bought up or die off, we're still talking about undreamed of diversity compared to the days of my ill-spent youth. Even if the Elysian turns into something I shun completely, it's hard to feel much sense of loss. There's plenty else to occupy my palate.

I did read an article this week that claimed that Dick Cantwell opposed the deal, while the other two partners wanted it. If true, it will be interesting to see what Dick does now. If Anheuser-Busch InBev lets him continue to experiment and he decides to stick around, I don't see why I wouldn't continue to stop by now and again to see what strange brew he's come up with lately.

Update: The Elysian just posted an announcement of the deal on Facebook. Amongst the points made: "Loser, with the tagline Corporate Beer Still Sucks, will continue to be brewed and packaged. Yes, we still think corporate beer still sucks. Yes, we get the joke." This is one of the things people have been very sarcastic about, apparently forgetting that when Kurt Cobain wore the T-shirt saying "Corporate magazines still suck," it was on the cover of Rolling Stone, i.e., in the belly of the beast.
randy_byers: (colma 1987)
This January was the 30th anniversary of my move to Seattle, and this has of course got me thinking about how much things have changed in that time. I was 23 when I moved here, and so the weight of life experience now leans more on the after-Seattle side of the balance than the before-Seattle side, although things that happen during your formative years tend to have more weight than things that happen once you're more settled into a routine. The four years I lived in Micronesia from age five to nine had a disproportionate impact on my consciousness. Yet the Seattle years more than hold their own, even on the scale of formative experiences. Maybe that's because I was a late bloomer.

Deep dive into the history ... )
randy_byers: (2010-08-15)

The Museum of History and Industry in Seattle was for many years located in a difficult-to-find pocket of the city. I only made it there once, although it's true that I'm not actually a big museum-goer in general. A few years ago I heard that they were moving to the old Naval Reserve Armory building on the south shore of Lake Union, and I was intrigued. Since I've started walking along the Cheshiahud Loop (most often just along the western side) I've been keeping my eye on the remodeling going on at the Armory. It's a lovely old building with subtle Art Deco features that was apparently built by the WPA in 1941-1942.

The grand opening of the new MOHAI was December 29, 2012. When the date was announced, I mentioned to my Chunga co-editors that it might be fun to do a joint expedition, even if we didn't end up writing about it. We had previously made a joint expedition to the Science Fiction Museum, and Andy did write a piece about that. Anyway, carl and Andy were both agreeable, and so the three of us, along with Carrie, visited the museum this past Sunday.

It truly is a wonderful museum. The space is much larger than the old space, allowing them to not only house a full seaplane and hydro boat but also an enormous hollow sculpture made out of wood that you can stand inside. Most of the exhibits are on the second floor, and they cover an enormous variety of Seattle's history, much of it from a technological or economic point of view. The fascinating artifacts are too numerous to list, but one that for whatever reason stuck out for me was a chair from the '50s with upholstery using Tlingit designs. So cheesy, and yet so cool looking. I'd take that chair in a hot minute. The other thing that blew my mind in a happy way was in the Cinema in Seattle room, where they have the model of the city that we see the character Hawk building in the movie Trouble in Mind, which is the best movie ever made in Seattle. carl, on the other hand, seemed most visibly moved by the original Altair 8080 on display in the Microsoft silo. Andy enthused about seeing the Sonics' otherwise homeless 1979 NBA trophy. A collection of feminist posters reminded Carrie of Jessica Amanda Salmonson's Guest of Honor speech at an early Wiscon, which covered obscure Seattle feminist history to apparently hilarious effect.

Well, it was a great lot of fun, and as I said over on Facebook it seems like a natural place to take fan fund winners. It has plenty of stuff for geeks to geek out on. We considered the expedition a great success, and afterwards we retired to Andy and Carrie's place to eat pizza, watch the Golden Globes, and do some actual editorial work on the next issue of Chunga. All in all, not a bad way to recover from the Seahawks' disappointing playoff defeat earlier in the day. carl and I topped it all off with a stop at the Big Time to sample some of the malty fruits of the microbrewing revolution also featured in the museum.

Big time!

Dec. 3rd, 2011 12:18 pm
randy_byers: (beer)
I watched the Pac-12 football championship game at the Big Time after work yesterday. The Old Woolly Barleywine is always released on December 1st, so it was also an opportunity to sample this year's batch, which is very good as usual. The release of the barleywine always brings old regulars around, and I saw two of the old Big Time crew that I haven't seen in years. Mark, who left to start a brewpub in Port Townsend, told me that he has since gone to culinary school and is now a cook at a high end restaurant in Belltown. He has a girlfriend who's celebrating her 30th birthday, the dog. He headed out to pick up some gifts and food for her, and not long afterward his old girlfriend Dawn came in. We only chatted briefly, but it was nice that she came over to say hi and that she swung by to say goodbye as she left.

By that time another old timer, Greg, had sat down next to me, although he didn't show any sign of recognizing me, so I didn't say anything. Dawn gave him a hug before she said goodbye to me. When the University of Oregon pulled to a big lead over UCLA in the third quarter of the game, I got up to leave.

Greg said, "If Dawn knows you, you must be an old timer here."

So we chatted a bit, and I told him the last time I'd seen him, he was still a bartender at Flowers. Now he works for a game company in Redmond, although he still lives in the U District. He apologized for not remembering me.

Well, you know, I've been going to the Big Time since it opened in 1988. I've got a lot of memories connected to it. Later today Hazel is coming by to show me some designs for a handrail she's going to make for our outside stairs, and I'll tell her about seeing Mark and Dawn. Last night had a sweet feeling of reunion. Dawn thought the last time we'd seen each other was after the barleywine was released. Maybe I'll see her again in a few years.
randy_byers: (2010-08-15)
I think I've written here before (but probably last year) about the Cheshiahud Loop, which is loop around Lake Union that the city has pieced together from various existing paths, roads, and whatnot. I walk the north end of the loop to work everyday, because that's basically the Burke Gilman trail. A couple of weeks ago I walked the western reach of the loop, from Fremont to Lake Union Park. That part of the loop runs along Westlake. Those of you who are friends with me on Facebook may have seen the photos I posted from that walk.

Today I walked the full loop, all the way around the lake. According to the website linked above, the full loops is 6.2 miles -- and boy are my wings tired! I stopped at the Big Time in the U District for lunch and a couple of beers, so the whole trip took me something like four and half hours. The part of the loop that runs along Eastlake I found a lot less friendly than the Westlake or Northlake parts. First of all, very little of this section is an actual path. Mostly you're walking through parking lots or on the shoulder of a road or even through an alley at one point. (You're walking through a parking lot along Westlake, too, but it's on a path that's separated from the car traffic.) Also you're passing through residential areas, including lots of houseboat moorages with signs warning against trespassing or taking pictures or generally being invasive and not from around here. And the businesses along this stretch aren't really walk-in businesses and thus present a pretty cold face (or backside, for water-oriented businesses) to the casual passerby.

That said, it was pretty much all unexplored territory to me, and there was so much to see that I really couldn't absorb it all. Just the new views of familiar sights such as the Space Needle or Gas Works Park were fascinating to me, let alone the stuff I had truly never seen before. There are also a surprising number of pocket parks along the lakeside there.

I took way too many photos, and I hope to post some of the better ones to Facebook. I love urban hiking, and I think it's pretty cool that the city has put this loop together. The walk I did a couple weeks ago, I walked into the downtown core and down to the waterfront. You get a real feel for the city doing something like that. I'd like to do it more often. It doesn't hurt when the weather is just about perfect, like it was today.
randy_byers: (bumble bee man)
So today the NYTimes has an article about the abundance of moss in Seattle: "Poor Season for Sunshine Is Great One for Spores". It's basically fluff, but I did like this bit:

“So many of the calls we get are from people who actually want to get rid of moss,” said Sue Hartman, who helps answer the gardening hot line run by Seattle Tilth, which promotes organic and sustainable gardening. “But this being the Pacific Northwest, moss is really kind of a native plant. I personally love moss, and my pals here at Tilth also love moss.”

Noting that this has been “an extraordinary year for moss,” Ms. Hartman said Seattle Tilth tried to provide “a little therapy” for people whose image of a lawn or garden bed does not necessarily include moss.

“When we see something that doesn’t look right to us, our first instinct is we need to correct it,” Ms. Hartman said. “But if moss is growing somewhere, it’s growing there for a reason. Perhaps you’re trying to grow grass in a place where grass doesn’t want to grow.”

Right on. Embrace the moss! Or embrace *in* the moss, as the raccoons in the story do.

And fittingly enough, that's my last free NYTimes article of the month. Made it all the way to the 20th. Guess I won't be able to read Dave Kehr's DVD column on Sunday.
randy_byers: (2010-08-15)
Edward L. Glaeser's NYTimes article "How Seattle Transformed Itself" has many hallmarks of an ideologue promoting a pet theory, but it's still an interesting overview of the evolution Seattle's economy has gone through in the past 130 years. It's undeniably true that the city is much more economically diverse than when I moved here in 1984, and that urban planning has undergone fairly radical changes. One thing he doesn't mention, however (since it would ruin his pretty picture), is that sprawl has happened at the same time as increasing density.
randy_byers: (colma 1987)
The Fabulous Baker Boys was released in 1989, four years after Trouble in Mind. It's not striving to create a mythical city; it's set in Seattle plain and simple. The city looks pretty much the same in both movies, but The Fabulous Baker Boys perhaps shows us a bit more of the quotidian.

I believe that's the AT&T Building that's still under construction in this shot. Well, okay, Wikipedia tells me it is now called the Seattle Municipal Tower and is owned by the city and houses several government offices.

Trying to forget my feelings of love )
randy_byers: (wilmer)
A label called Shout Factory has released a 25th Anniversary Special Edition of Alan Rudolph's 1985 film, Trouble in Mind. It's not exactly the Criterion treatment, but it's a good presentation of one of my very favorite films. I've written about the movie before. As I wrote then, one of the attractions of the film is that it captures a portrait of Seattle as it looked when I first moved here the year before. To some extent, 25 years later, that Seattle is gone, so here I'm presenting images of that lost city as seen in the film.

I've always assumed that this shot from the opening credits was from the Union Street Station, but I'm not completely sure. It could be the King Street Station, which shows up later in the film too. This is also one of numerous shots in the film that echo Blade Runner (1982) in some way. There's a concerted effort to mix up the time signifiers in costumes and cars and so on, and the Blade Runner imagery signals a science fictional future.

Everybody wants to go to Heaven; nobody wants to die. )
randy_byers: (2010-08-15)
Fremont Universe reports that the mud pit on Stone Way has finally been purchased by Prescott Homes of Kirkland. According to the Seattle Times article quoted, 'The Kirkland firm received a new land-use permit from the city last year for a five-story building with 150 apartments, a 15,000-square-foot “multi-purpose convenience store,” a 2,000-square-foot restaurant and a 189-stall underground garage, city records indicate.'

I'll believe it when I see it. I'm also curious what a multi-purpose convenience store is. Isn't the 7-Eleven across the street enough?

Soggy daze

May. 30th, 2010 06:20 pm
randy_byers: (cap)
Seattle is green for a reason.

-- John Hertz
randy_byers: (2009-05-10)
The Fremont Universe blog reports that the building housing the Dubliner (an Irish bar) and 23 apartments above has been sold for $4 million (!) and that the buyer is saying they will develop the apartments into a hostel or pensione-style hotel. That could be a potentially very cool development, although I'm curious what kind of demand there is for hotel rooms in Fremont. Would it be aimed at business people? Tourists? People who are in town visiting friends for the weekend?

Rat City

Apr. 12th, 2010 04:13 pm
randy_byers: (2009-05-10)
One of the things I learned this weekend (I can't remember who told me, but maybe the waiter at TS McHugh's) is that Rat City is a name for White Center, which is where the Rat City Roller Girls started out. White Center is a little working class town outside of Seattle that has a bit of a (no doubt classist) low rent reputation. The only reason I've ever gone there was because Victor's grandparents lived there, and I visited them with him a few times. I had never heard it called Rat City before, and the Wikipedia entry on the name is fascinating. It's short enough that I'll just quote the whole thing here:

Rat City is a colloquialism for the area of White Center, Washington, a small, low income suburb of West Seattle. White Center garnered a poor reputation due to its high crime rates and small homes. An alternate scenario for the moniker is that the name refers to the "rink rats" who roller skated at the Southgate Skate Center (which still stands). Rat city is also known as mice city There are a couple theories as to how "Rat City" got its name. Some people assume there was once a prolific rat problem in the 1940s, but RAT might have also been an acronym for Restricted Alcohol Territory, which Seattle was designated as during WWII. Unincorporated areas such as White Center were a draw for servicemen in part because of less stringent liquor regulations. Additionally, a military Relocation and Training (RAT) Center was located in the area during that period.

Somewhat incoherent even by Wikipedia standards ("Rat city is also known as mice city"?), but I love the indeterminacy and sheer weirdness of some of the derivations. If you google "Restricted Alcohol Territory", you mostly get references to this Wikipedia article. Even HistoryLink.org seems to be paraphrasing this article. Very strange. Google finds no references to Restricted Alcohol Territory that aren't an explanation of how White Center got its nickname. Smells fishy to me.
randy_byers: (2009-05-10)
[livejournal.com profile] holyoutlaw got an awesome panorama of the Olympic Mountains from the top of the Deca. (Those of you who were at Corflu Zed last year will note that Potlatch got just a tiny bit better weather. It waited until *after* the convention to snow!)
randy_byers: (2009-05-10)
Well, call me late for breakfast. I can't remember when I first saw a couple of signs in different areas indicating something named something like Cheshiahud Loop (although I wouldn't have been able to remember the name until today). The signs were near the Burke-Gilman trail, but I couldn't figure out what the hell they referred to. Now I learn that the city is in the middle of trying to create a multi-use trail around Lake Union. It will be called the Cheshiahud Lake Union Loop. I'm probably the last one to hear the news.

I've looked at the Master Plan (via the website linked above), and it looks good. I now also understand some changes that were recently made to Burke-Gilman near the corner of 40th and 7th, which I pass through all the time on the way to and from work. More changes are ahead, all around the lake. The changes along Westlake and Eastlake (or Fairview) are pretty extensive, as you might imagine. Lake Union is very much an industrial, commercial area (the lake itself is badly polluted), and this could open it up quite a bit. I will be fascinated to see what the finished development looks like. It's a major undertaking.

While reading about this new trail development, I also got a Seattle history lesson. Cheshiahud was a Duwamish Indian born in a village on the shores of Lake Washington around 1820 before the white settlers had shown up in numbers. He lived until 1910, by which time the local tribes had long since been dispossessed of their land and their lifestyle. He was one of the few who, through his friendship with powerful white men such as David Denny, was allowed to live in and around Seattle after most of the tribal members had been pushed out to reservations elsewhere.

One of the things he lived through was the Battle of Seattle of 1856. This was part of an uprising of tribes called the Puget Sound War that was a reaction to the Point Elliott Treaty, which forced the tribes in the territory onto reservations. (The Yakima east of the mountains participated in the attack on Seattle.) The Battle of Seattle lasted only for a day, and the settlers took out a horrible vengeance for it afterward. The Duwamish people, however, had warned the settlers of what was going to happen, so Cheshiahud was spared the backlash. By 1865, American Indians were banned from living in Seattle, but Cheshiahud escaped the ban due to his friendship with Denny, who even gave him some property on Portage Bay in 1885.

A strange little corner of American history, and now it's the name of a trail around a strange little polluted urban lake.
randy_byers: (2009-05-10)
I'm guessing that most locals will have heard this news already, but there may be a few out-of-towners who would be interested: Elliott Bay Book Co. moving to Capitol Hill. The new location is between Pike and Pine on 10th, just a block off Broadway. The interesting tidbit in this story is that they didn't move because of rent, but because of a fall-off in business, which they attribute to their location. With Bailey-Coy just going out of business on Capitol Hill, I wonder whether this move will really help on that front.
randy_byers: (2009-05-10)
Well, things are turning out pretty well around here so far. Most importantly, R71, which would preserve "everything but marriage" domestic partnership rights (passed by the state legislature this year) for gays and lesbians is winning. Tim Eyman's latest anti-tax initiative is going down the tubes. Mike O'Brien is winning his city council race handily. Likewise Dow Constantine for King County Executive.

The Seattle Mayor's race is still too close to call, with McGinn holding on to a narrow lead. I voted for McGinn because of his background and pro-transit stance, although like a lot of other people I was dubious that either he or Mallahan would be an effective city executive. McGinn was trailing in the polls toward the end, although Mallahan was polling under 50% and there were plenty of undecideds. Thus I thought McGinn's final ad campaign was pretty smart. Basically it pointed out that Seattle residents are on the hook for any cost overruns in constructing the tunnel that's going to replace the Viaduct. It quoted a study saying it could cost every family $15,000 apiece. It said Mallahan claimed there would be no cost overruns. "Are you willing to bet $15,000 on that?" For all I know, the numbers were pulled out of his ass, but I thought it was a very strong ad aimed at voters' economic worries and political cynicism. Maybe it payed off with the undecideds. I thought McGinn's opposition to the tunnel was a moot point at this stage of the game, but maybe he can still be the voice of people worried about who is going to be stuck with the bill.

As for what is happening in the rest of the nation, the defeat of marriage equality in Maine is sickening. The struggle continues. R71 in Washington could be a rallying point.

Update:Ta-Nehisi Coates has A Thought On Gay Marriage In Maine (responding to a column by Rod Dreher defending the voters who overturned the law):

Conservatives pride themselves on their skepticism, and generally dismiss liberals as soft-headed Utopians. But in so many ways, political conservatism is Utopianism for the powerful. It isn't broadly skeptical of human nature, so much as it's broadly skeptical of people its agents don't particularly like. Hence the sense that Americans are intrinsically "good people," that this country "is the best nation that ever existed in history," that the South is home to "the greatest people that have ever trod the earth," and that the murder of four little girls in Birmingham was the work of a "Communist" or "crazed Negro," which had "set back the cause of white people."

Hence the notion that those voting against gay marriage, are not actually, in the main, motivated by bigotry, but a belief in tradition and family. But very few people would actually ever describe themselves as bigots. We think we know so much about ourselves. This is a country--like many countries--which is deeply riven by ethnic bias, and gender discrimination. And yet we don't seem to know any of the agents of that discrimination.
randy_byers: (Default)
Ta-Nehisi Coates was in Seattle for a reading at Elliott Bay last weekend, and he has an interesting post about how recent travels out West are affecting his East-Coast-based perspective on race. The comments are perhaps even more fascinating, reflecting on differences between East, South, Midwest, and West. Particularly striking to me, I think, is how much Seattle looks like an immigrant city to outsiders. And I say that as an immigrant of sorts who likes to joke that nobody in Seattle was born here. Also, interesting perspectives on the so-called Seattle Chill, which is pretty much invisible to me but is apparently real. (Of course, these days "chill" has a slang meaning that's also appropriate.)
randy_byers: (shiffman)
Some good photos of yesterday's protest at the [livejournal.com profile] seattle community. carl and his friend, Scott, were there and said it looked like about five thousand people. Sounds about right, since the cops estimate three thousand. Good signs spotted:





carl also said that the joke going around was that you could tell people were fired up because they were willing to skip brunch to protest.

Update: Forgot to mention the other Seattle connection to the day of protest, which is that it was at least partly enabled and coordinated via the website Join the Impact, which was created here by “search-engine-optimizer by day, activist by night,” Amy Balliett.

Monday Update: More great pictures at the Slog give a sense of the size of the crowd.


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