Yesterday’s three-hour stakeout of the red panda exhibit at the Oregon Zoo hoping to catch a glimpse of Mei Mei’s old babydaddy Moshu, who arrived last Thursday, yielded 442 photos, in case you’re wondering what I’ll be working on this afternoon..
Eerily like a Nextdoor thread come to life, today a flyer got taped to my front door agitating against a planned local homeless shelter under the city’s auspices. Browsing the actual inevitable Nextdoor thread about the flyer, I’ve now learned that there’s also an active conspiracy theory insinuating that the project’s previous neighborhood rigged the board elections for our neighborhood association in order to guarantee the camp would get moved from their neighborhood to ours. How does anyone ever get anything of real value out of this? Nextdoor was the worst great idea. It’s like TheFacebook but for ranking other people’s humanity instead of their hotness.
When the operative question for political candidates apparently isn’t, “Have you ever given money to a stripper?” but instead, “Will you be taking contributions from strippers?”, you know you live in Portland, where it’s long been asserted that we have “one strip club for every 11,826 residents” due to full nudity having been declared an activity protected by the First Amendment. In my life, I’ve been taken to precisely two strip clubs—both, yes, here in Portland—and while they both were remarkably uncomfortable experiences, at least the club where the dancers were in charge didn’t include performers with vacant, glassy, trapped-animal, drug-addled stares.
ETA: This post made me curious about the experiences of the autistic strippers who must be out there (since my experiences of being a patron undoubtedly were formed in part by my being autistic, although I didn’t know that at the time). Sure enough, the secret life of an autistic stripper appeared on Narratively last year.
Need a lift? Here’s something you don’t see every day. The owner of a new chocolate shop has his storefront targeted by an art-activist pointing out colonialist implications of its branding. His response? “It’s not the community’s job to understand what my motivations are or the meaning this has for me,” he told the press. “It’s my job to care about the concerns of the community.” And he’s removed and is reworking his business’ branding.