Helping others can be hard. It’s also a basic part of being a human being.
All the more so now, in 2021, when a pandemic’s costs include not just deaths and sickness, but job losses, evictions and increasing homelessness.
There’s also a climate change crisis happening, and a lot of people here in Portland and across the West are expressing dread about the likelihood of another summer of smoke. No one is more at risk than unhoused people.
So, we help, because people need it. …
As soon as he saw me step up to the plexiglass wall with no mask on, the thirtyish guy working at the to-go-only Portland coffeeshop turned and strode briskly over to grab something.
I wasn’t sure what it was, until he wordlessly thrust it towards me: a white, paper face mask. Not a word had yet been spoken, but already, we were standing on a mountain of misguided meaning.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said, pulling out my own mask. I was standing on a street corner, outside. “I’m fully vaccinated, and standing outside, so I just thought …”
Out today: A new long-form story about a group of people living in vehicles on the edge of the Portland airport. Here’s how Narratively summarizes it:
“At this lawless encampment of rickety RVs, residents face eviction, addiction and machete battles, but their self-made community is the only thing they have.”
The moment Cricket’s life flips upside down begins with a spark, and a gasoline generator. She is lying on her bed, playing with her cell phone in the 1991 Allegro Bay mobile home she shares with her boyfriend, Chaos. The lights go on. Then she hears him scream, “No! No…
By Thacher Schmid
In recent years, American homelessness has been on the rise again. In 2015, West Coast cities declared homeless “emergencies.” Since 2017, “Point in Time” counts have risen; some measures see unhoused populations at all-time highs.
What to do?
The tiny house village is a solution that has been embraced as low-cost, human-centric, flexible and creative. If Andrew Heben and Tim McCormick are right, it’s…
We watch the pretty colors, the blue and the red, the dizzying backdrops and pretty graphics.
The dance of numbers and data, the ticker tape, a constantly-refreshing menagerie of digits crunched by 3,141 United States counties.
We listen to the authoritative words, the tough tone from guys and gals alike, as the smart, well-dressed “talking heads” work beautiful jaws beneath carefully tweezed brows and ever-heavier makeup, recalling the past, speculating on the future, keeping the ball dancing past exhaustion.
It’s addictive. It’s galvanizing. It can be better than any video game or movie. …
Once in awhile the chorus of an Arlo Guthrie tune my dad used to sing when I was a kid hops, uninvited, into my head.
“Good morning, America, how are you?”
It’s a tough question, these days. We face unprecedented climate change destruction—are wildfires and hurricanes year-round now?—a once-in-a-century pandemic, the worst president in U.S. history.
Our nation’s institutional and cultural dysfunction, though, is hardly limited to plutocratic, red-dyed-in-the-wool Washington, D.C., and it won’t end with a Biden-Harris victory. It’s alive and well in “progressive” places like Portland, my home. …
Chicago 7/Conspiracy 8 activist, protester and codefendant Lee Weiner’s memoir Conspiracy to Riot came out last week. It barely made a splash in U.S. media, who seem more intent on building hype for movies such as the Aaron Sorkin and Sacha Baron Cohen drama “The Trial of the Chicago 7,” due next month, and “Judas and the Black Messiah,” due in 2021.
While I talked to him in February, before the pandemic and huge protests in the streets, Weiner’s book, and his take on the late 1960s protest movements, are highly relevant to a protest-heavy 2020.
We are the stories we tell. But, because ignoring something doesn’t make it go away, we are also the stories we don’t tell.
There’s no story Americans don’t tell, in proportion to lives taken, more than suicide. It’s the tenth leading killer of Americans, the tenth leading cause of death worldwide.
I lost my brother Kyle to suicide in 2008, one of an extraordinary increase of about 10,000 suicides linked to the Great Recession of 2007–2009. I think we need to talk much more openly about suicides.
Sadly, if history’s any guide, the United States may soon be seeing a…
Denzel Mendoza loved his student model King 606 trombone so much he would shower and sleep with it as a sixth grader, his mother, Melody Lumbang-Stevens recalls.
“He’d come back from school and take a shower and clean the trombone, and he’d sleep beside the trombone,” she laughs, still marveling. “The trombone was always in his bed.”
The instrument would become a part of his highest highs—including winning a GRAMMY with John Daversa—and lowest lows.
The day Denzel Mendoza found out his father Eduardo was gone for good—leaving the country to be with a girlfriend—came hours before his first big…
PopMob organizers say opposing fascism can be fun as well as serious.
“One way that PopMob has influenced my life is seeing the joy in resistance,” said Elizabeth, a member of this leading antifascist organization here in Portland, who declined to give a last name. (The name PopMob is short for “Popular Mobilization.”)
“You can resist, and it can be fun. It can be joyous. You can resist and love. You can make friends doing this. It’s transformative.”