My first Thanksgiving in San Francisco, when I was 21, I met a girl who invited me to a Thanksgiving Day protest. When I asked why they were protesting, she looked at me with disgust and said, “because of the rape and murder and exploitation of indigenous peoples by the ...read more

By Chez Pazienza: There are a few subjects that I feel like I've written about so often that when they inevitably come up again, I'm at a loss to say anything about them that I haven't said before. It's one of the occupational hazards of blogging steadily for six years: You ...read more