Three hands clapping, this weekend.


Two hands are two voices—one speaking and the other voiceless—trying to unite the earth and the sky, the physical and the ethereal, what is seen and what cannot be seen. There is always that tension between what can be known and what can only be sensed—behind the senses.
Join us Friday or Saturday evening for adults only, or Sunday matinee for children (and their grown children companions). The children’s matinee will explore an imaginary fairy forest and the questioning of who we are, where we are, and when can we dance?

–Lightbox Kulturhaus


A friend pulled over in his auto tonight to say hi, just at the moment I started to cross MLK. He laughed when he told me he’d just seen a couple of (white) youngsters making a dash across MLK, away from the newish 7-11 across from Vanport, with what he was certain was a 12-pack that they had presumably stolen from the store. My friend remembers when 7-11 execs lied about putting a store in the neighborhood, lied about how it would be operated, and simply ignored anything that the ‘Friends of MLK’ neighbors group had to say. I think he was giving those young men a silent thumbs up.

Gentrification and the contextlessness of white readings of Dr. King.

Nothing speaks to the cynicism of a city government (and its apologists, mostly developers cashing in) that would throw a few words from Dr. King on some metal fencing at this site, the ‘Gateway’ to inner North/Northeast, and then facilitate the destruction of the long-time black community in the same area, as Trudy talking about the mis-use of Dr. King in rhetoric this past week:


‘Fighting for the Healthiest Generation’ at Planned Parenthood, on World AIDS Day


Planned Parenthood Columbia-Willamette hosts a  World AIDS Day event focused on the young population, ages 12-25; all are welcome. Join us for FREE food from around the world from 4:30-5:30p and event programing to follow including: FREE HIV testing, HIV awareness education and taking action to help in the “Fight for the Healthiest Generation”.


PP-C/W is at 3727 NE MLK.

A short step from the police pitching possums at the Burger Barn, to PPB’s aggression towards men of color today…

Hart Noecker writes at Rebel Metropolis:

In March 1981, Portland police officers grotesquely killed several possums, then threw their dead bodies at a black-owned restaurant in North Portland in a sickening display of violence meant to terrorize a community. That was then. This is now. And nothing’s changed.

In recent days, numerous Portland Police Bureau officers have taken to social media to show their support for killer cop Darren Wilson, who in August executed an unarmed black teenager named Michael Brown. For anyone still believing Portland is somehow different, somehow immune from the racist institution that is law enforcement, here’s your wake up call.

Read more at Rebel Metropolis here.

That restaurant garlanded with possums shot to death by aggressive, racist cops was the Burger Barn; Teressa Raiford is working to restore the building, both its physical structure and its place as a gathering/community place for black Portlanders.