Only $110 buys you this. FOR CHARITY! Although City Council Candidate Amanda Fritz appears to be thinking about coming to my rescue:
Pepper spray can cause serious permanent health problems including eye and respiratory damage, and death. Death is generally considered both serious and permanent. Many law enforcement agencies no longer ask their recruits to experience its effects, for these reasons.Sorry, Amanda, the only way you’re going to save me is by outbidding everyone in town who’d like to pepper spray me in the face, which is A LOT of people. I also just emailed Jack Bogdanski, and this guy I kicked out of a band in high school (he’d have to fly out, but he might consider it…) asking if they wanted to bid. So: Get your checkbook out! It all goes to Sisters of the Road (which preaches non-violence, so seriously, somebody bid to save me from this cruel, cruel, cruel fate!) (or don’t!) (I can’t afford to have an opinion, $100 was my limit…) In the meantime, I’ve been on YouTube finding cheering examples where people do not, in fact, die, from being pepper sprayed. In the face.
Today, Sam Adams’ campaign refunded all $1000 that Patrick Lanagan and his company, Plaid Zebra—aka Eagle Portland and Fat Cobra Video—gave for his mayoral bid.
The refund was news to Lanagan when I spoke with him last night. “Regardless, I still support Sam,” he said. He also apologized if his donations created an awkward appearance for Adams’ campaign.
We’ve got a call in to the campaign, too.
It’s fun to imagine what life would be like if there were actual super-heroes patrolling the streets, beating the crap out of bad guys—that is until you actually see it happen. Check out this video of two guys in Batman and Spider-Man outfits beating up a punk in front of Hollywood’s Chinese Theater. As the onlooker says, “THAAAT’S ENOUGH, BAAATMAAAN!”
I’m not sure exactly what a “Spirit of Portland” award really means, but it sure is a nice gesture, and Tito Chowdhury, one of the main men behind Portland Fashion Week is about to get one next Thursday, 12/13. I do know, having worked with him in an advisory capacity, that he has worked (and continues to work) damn hard on this event, and deserves recognition.

Today at City Club, Trimet General Manager Fred Hansen used his scheduled time at the lunchtime civic session to make some big announcements:
“I am taking several steps to deal with issues of fare evasion, loud and intimidating behavior and criminal activity on the system. I am setting a standard of zero tolerance for fare evaders,” Hansen said. He’s also thinking about restricting or perhaps eliminating Fareless Square.
Hansen laid out a seven part plan to decrease fare evasion and increase security. Increased police presence on MAX, by upping the Transit Police Division staff by 10 percent, at a cost of $500,000. Increased fare inspections, thanks to the recent increase is Wackenhut private security on the system (from 15 to 36). Hansen’s working to give security officers “the authority to write tickets and exclude unruly people from the Trimet system.”
It’ll be harder to come up with an excuse for your fare evasion, too—Trimet plans to fix up or start replacing the ticket vending machines, many of which are 20 years old, and not very reliable. “Your free ride on Trimet is about to end,” Hansen said.
Hansen’s also “entering into a partnership with Victory Outreach Community Services Inc,” a community-based Latino organization that will ride the system and work with Latino youth to prevent gang activity on MAX.
Trimet’s exclusion policy will be streamlined, “to more effectively respond to disruptive behavior.” Hansen’s also expanding the code of conduct, and “making it enforceable.”
Trimet’s also replacing old light bulbs, especially at eastside MAX stops, to make the lighting brighter, and adding more closed circuit security cameras. By the time the Green Line opens in September 2009, Trimet will employ over 500 cameras throughout the system.
And, perhaps the biggest news, Hansen plans to propose an ordinance to Trimet’s Board of Directors that would cut Fareless Square’s hours to 7 am to 7 pm. He’ll also launch a public process to explore other potential changes to Fareless Square. And if cutting the hours of Fareless Square saves any money, Hansen says he’ll devote those to safety and security throughout the system.
Hansen outlined the history of Fareless Square—it was originally implemented 31 years ago to deal with Portland’s air quality problem, with cars causing 140 days of air quality violations in downtown Portland. “31 years later we no longer have an air quality problem. It is time to reevaluate the need for fareless square and define the public policy purpose of subsidizing free rides in the downtown and in the Lloyd District in terms of today’s policy objectives.”
“The fact is, Fareless Square provides a free ride for panhandlers, who go back and forth between downtown and the Lloyd Center, and drug dealers and rowdy gangs of young people, homeless people and drunks who are using the train as a shelter and a place to do their business. This type of undesirable behavior—that intimidates our riders and leads to crime—is being subsidized by regular Trimet riders,” he added. “The restriction of hours specifically targets these types of behavior.”
You don’t get enough sex. That’s why Blogtown PDX is happy to continue this ongoing series featuring the advice of classic ’90s R&B artists who know (better than anyone else) how to get you laid this weekend. For example, there’s GINUWINE who has a great way of seducing aging people in cowboy bars: Compare your penis to a horse, and invite them to jump on your “saddle.” (It also helps if you’re built like Stretch Armstrong.)
Here’s the incomparable Ginuwine singing his 1996 club hit, “PONY.”
Portlanders will have the chance to go through one of 40 Protect Your Rights workshops next year, being run by the Northwest Constitutional Rights Center, thanks to the generosity of the Multnomah Bar Foundation.
The MBF, which has donated $5,000 for the classes, is a nonprofit started by lawyers in Multnomah County in 2005, aimed at increasing the public’s understanding of the legal system. The NWCRC, meanwhile, has worked hard over the last year to educate Portlanders about their rights.
“The Foundation’s support is instrumental to helping us educate the community about our civil and constitutional rights,” says Alejandro Queral, Executive Director of the NWCRC. “And to achieve better working relationships with the police so we can curb racial profiling and improve civilian oversight of the police.”
The Mercury’s charity auction has had over 400 bids on its fabulous auction items—we’re at a grand total of $4600 and growing, to benefit local nonprofit Sisters of the Road. Remember, Sisters is doubling anything we give them, as first time donors, so the total currently is really $9200! Cha-ching.
I’ve spent the last twenty minutes rather enjoying the realization that bidding on a charity auction feels a lot like sticking $20 on red at roulette, only, my wife is going to be less annoyed when I tell her I’m $200 lighter for the fun of it. It’s for charity, darling. It’s for charity! Current BARGAINS include “Narcissism Rocks.”:
Your opportunity to have a hand-painted canvas portrait of YOU in the guise of an imposing historical figure (say, Napoleon, or, perhaps Eddie Van Halen) by Mercury graphic artist Monet Molina (myspace.com/monetmolina), worth over $300!!! Then, immortalize yourself further by starring in a personalized pulp novel courtesy of PulpStar (pulpstar.com)!
CUSTOM NOVEL AND PORTRAIT: ME ME ME ME ME!!!
I was ashamed to see this going for $21, so I just bid $100 on it because hey, a man can always use more self-love. I also just bid $150 on the snowboarding package, because I need a snowboard, and I can’t BELIEVE it’s going for just $100, including 2 days of passes at Mount Bachelor!
We start with a super cool PBR snowboard (donated by the fine folks at Pabst Blue Ribbon), and a $100 gift certificate to Portland’s oldest and most respected ski emporium, The Mountain Shop (628 NE Broadway)—use it for boots, gloves, tools, wax� whatever! And now that you’re all geared up, you’ll also receive one-day lift tickets for two to the gorgeously fun Mt. Bachelor Ski Resort.

Oh, shit. I’ve just been outbid. Alright, $200. My last offer…and, I’m in the lead! But no! I just bid $10 on lunch with the PBA’s Mike Kuykendall and Randy Leonard, but got outbid. Hmm. Should I stretch to $20? Kuykendall has deep pockets—I could probably scrape El Gaucho out of him…why not. $25. Shit! I got outbid again! What is this? It’s not worth $30, is it?! DAMN! 
BIG SHOTS: Leonard and Kuykendall, Political pig wrasslin’ action…
Some guy called “droctagon3000” is bidding on it. That’s not bloody Scott Moore, is it?! You better not be “claiming this back,” Scotty. I’ve gone to $40 and you’ve outbid me again!! I also bid $95 on the “romance package” to fend off inevitable accusations that I only ever think of myself, but fortunately, got outbid! Sorry, darling! And lastly, $50 on pepper spraying myself in the face (oops—missed). 
PEPPER SPRAYING MYSELF IN THE FACE: Accuracy isn’t my strong suit…
Unfortunately, some chap called “microzyma” outbid me, instantly. Shit. I didn’t think it’d fetch this much money, and now, I might actually have to endure it. Alright, I’m going to bid $100 on pepper spraying myself in the face. AAAAND…phew. I’m currently in the lead. Now the question for you all is: what’s it worth? More than $100? Less?
The auction closes on December 14th at 4pm.
Because what is the internet good for if not giving you access to adorable baby animals: check out The Daily Coyote, the blog of a woman living in Wyoming with a cat and a baby coyote she rescued from being killed after both of his parents were. Start from the bottom, when the coyote, Charlie, looks like this:
Here’s another event to make your holiday shopping easy and pleasant: SOFIA (1313 NE Fremont) is holding its 2nd Annual Holiday Salon this coming Sunday 12/9 from 11 am-5 pm, with beauty and makeup products, locally made clothing, scarves and wraps, as well as the store’s many European imports. I like the idea of giving nice socks as stocking stuffers, and there will be plenty on hand via the Portland Sock Exchange, as well as jewelry from Konfections.

(These simple socks are made of super soft pima cotton and are only $7 a pair.)

(My favorite are the rings, but Konfections also does necklaces, earrings, and bracelets.)
Get more shopping ideas on M.O.D.

The hyperkenetic, candy-colored preview for the Wachowskis’ live-action/CG Speed Racer is now online, and I’d highly recommend checking it out. Truthfully, I haven’t seen a ton of the pioneering anime that it’s based on, but whether you’re an old-school fan or not, it’s worth checking out the Wachowskis’ take on it. Admittedly, the Wachowskis can be hit or miss—but when they’re on, man, are they ever on. And this—a crazy, wild kids movie that I’m pretty sure just invented like 200 brand new colors—looks pretty goddamn “on,” if you ask me. (I mean, fucking racecars and ninja stars and a wacky monkey! WHAT ELSE COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?)
The crappy YouTube is below, but trust me—do yourself a favor and watch it in HD here.
Also, it’s kind of weird how Christina Ricci looks kinda like Susan Sarandon.
So I’ve really been into disturbing PSAs lately. Last week, it was the PSA for “Not Slipping on a Kitchen Floor and Pouring Boiling Oil All Over Yourself.” This week’s PSA documents the dangers of girl’s youth soccer. Okay, fine… it’s actually about landmines. However, what the director obviously forgot is that exploding girl soccer players are actually… well… PRETTY FUNNY!

While the Grammy Awards are a complete waste of time (new record or not, U2 always seems to win), local faves Menomena are up for the “Best Recording Package” award this year.
In a perfect world they would be taking home awards for Album of the Year (sorry Daughtry), but this will have to do.
But they aren’t the first PDX band to make it this far, The Shins and Jesse LeDoux were nominated for this award a few years back—for the artwork of Chutes Too Narrow—but lost to that damn Wilco record with an egg on it. Lame.
Oh, also, don’t sleep on the awesome Menomena (and more) package we have in the charity auction.
The Grammy Awards are on CBS, February 10th.
An obnoxious Portland street preacher is sentenced to five years for raping a 13-year-old girl, once again proving that people who scream about the wrath of God are full of crap.
Oregon shrimpers become the first shrimpers in the world to receive a sustainability stamp of approval, but strangely the shrimp remain unimpressed.
The Yellow Sea is turning more of a greasy black after an oil spill off the coast of South Korea.
Scientology might be banned from Germany—for being unconstitutional, a.k.a. a money grubbing cult we don’t want in our country. This has made filming in Germany tricky for Tom Cruise, who was initially banned from shooting a scene at a German Defense Ministry complex for an upcoming movie.

-Jennifer Furniss

Live from the cultural event of the evening, First Thursday Blazers vs Miami Heat at the Rose Garden. Once again, I’m bringing the steamy live blog action—the slander, the typos, the seething hatred for “Blaze” the mascot—to the masses.
Pregame
Tipoff is a full 30 minutes away, a later start time than normal since the game is a rare national broadcast (you can thank Greg Oden for that) on TNT. I assume the delay is due to Craig Sager's wardrobe demands. He dresses like a Dick Tracy villain.
While the Heat have the worst record in the Eastern Conference, they pack a whole lot of star power. Dwyane Wade, coach/author Pat Riley (not to be confused with the other Pat Reilly, author of Harnessing the Unicorn: How to Create Opportunity and Manage Risk) and the big boy himself, Shaq-Fu. More about Shaq later, let us see how Riley's book is selling: "215 Used & new from $0.01" Ouch.
Shaq talks through the national anthem, further proof his hatred for America knows no end.
First Quarter:
The Blazers have dropped five straight to Miami, and each of those games has been H-U-G-E for Wade. It's a good time though for the Red & Black to get a win, especially since Miami is struggling, and the Blazers are coming off a motivating road win in Memphis. Plus it's a near-sold out crowd here, which is pretty rare. It's actually so loud that it's distracting me from watching the Bears vs Redskins game on the tiny press row TV.
11:11 - Ok, I am not lying, Shaq just sat on Joel Przybilla's face and "accidentally" smacked him with the ball. Seriously. A charge on Shaq and then a dirty flop atop Przybilla. Wow, that was fucked up. Przybilla has been down on the ground for about a minute now seeking medical attention. In all my years of NBA games, that was one of the most insane plays I have ever seen. Very weird.
9:58 - Webster fouls Shaq hard, the crowd goes nuts.
7:16 - Przybilla "bumped his head" and has a "probable return." In other news, Wade gets every call, every time. 13-8 Heat
6:08 Blake hits a three and ties it all up, LaMarcus Aldridge puts the home team ahead: 15-13 Blazers.
3:54 - Wade who? Brandon Roy drops a sweet little layup after slicing the lane, Blazers up 20-16 and Miami calls a timeout. Ricky Davis has entered the game, and if you remember a few years back, Ricky doesn't think much of the Blazers and their fans.
0:50 - Travis Outlaw is looking mighty confident as he drains a jumper, meanwhile in old news, Alonzo Mourning is a total dick.
0:05 - Sergio Rodriguez ends the quarter on a high note as he drives and dishes to Channing Frye for a quick dunk. 30-25 Blazers
Second Quarter:
Nice start for Portland. Other than the bruised skull of Przybilla and some foul trouble (which might come back to haunt them later in the game), the Blazers look very good so far and are shooting 54% from the field.
11:40 - The Vanilla Gorilla has returned!! Outlaw celebrates with a dunk. 32-25 Blazers
9:44 - Oh hello James Jones, where the hell have you been all season? Your three-pointers are welcome here. 37-29 Blazers
5:56 - Wade missed a layup, Shaqster rebounds and then proceeds to clank his layup as well. Jarrett Jack goes coast-to-coast and is fouled. 43-36 Blazers
3:18 Back to back threes for Jones, it's nice to have him back. Then he blocks a shot and it leads to a huge dunk by Aldridge. Miami calls time but you can't even hear the whistle. Wow. 53-38 Blazers
0:27 JAMES JONESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! 56-42 Blazers
THIRD QUARTER:
Portland has picked an excellent game to play like this. Being their second nationally televised game in as many years, the first being the opening night lost to San Antonio, they are showing off when it counts the most. Now if they can keep it up for another 24 minutes...
9:24 - Given the chance to sing karaoke, Channing Frye would sing "Pour Some Sugar On Me," much to the delight of the crowd. Good to know. 60-48 Blazers
6:11 - Oh shit! Roy guns for Sportscenter Top Plays with a graceful drive and layup, Miami timeout. 67-54 Blazers
3:08 - Reversal dunk courtesy of Outlaw. But the Heat are trimming that lead... 73-65 Blazers
0:01 - Wade lays it in just as the clock expires and the lead is shrinking. 77-73 Blazers
Fourth Quarter:
10:32 - Thanks to some Rodriguez trickery, and a timely three by Jack, Blazers back up 84-77. It's clutch time and where is big Shaq Diesel? Also, if the Blazers get 100+ points, and thus Chalupas for all, what are the odds I'll run into Shaq at the Taco Bell later? Good? Or great?
5:59 - Wade lays it in—with flair—and the once glorious 16 point lead is now down to a mere one point. 88-87 Blazers.
2:22 - Roy torches Ricky Davis and pads the lead to 97-90, which is good since Dwyane Wade has that "I'm about to score 14 unanswered points" look in his eyes. Can Portland hold on?
1:56 - OH SHIT! Outlaw with the biggest dunk of his career, that shit is going on a poster. 100-90 Blazers.
112-106 Blazers
God lord, what a game. The Blazers look better tonight than they have in a real long time, plus doing it on a national stage and in dramatic style (lots of acrobatic dunks, blocked shots) has to really help the franchise.
Self-professed pedophile Jack McClellan has been back in Portland for the last two hours—he’s just called the Mercury to report his arrival. He intends to spend tomorrow trying to find a first amendment attorney to defend him against alleged illegal harassment by Trimet police on a Trimet bus last month.
McClellan: Allegations of harassment…
About 40 minutes ago I emailed the DPSST in Salem, asking for an interview with director, John Minnis. I wanted him to defend his agency’s background checking process for private security guards walking the streets of downtown Portland, in light of this week’s story. Here’s the response:
Greetings Matt,That’s what you get for asking someone for an interview like an asshole, I suppose. But what do you think? Does the DPSST have to stick up for itself? Or can it continue letting people on the run from warrants patrol the streets of downtown Portland, allegedly instigating fights with members of the public, with guns on their hips, blowing off curious journalists, left, right, and center? And what’s all this about the “legislative process?” How on earth do I go about getting involved with that?!
Thank you for your request. As Director Minnis’ representative, and on his behalf, I am declining your invitation for the interview you are seeking. We believe the agency is neither obligated nor obliged to defend its background process. As I stated during our recent conversation, the agency has met its statutory obligations. You, as a reporter well know, that you have the ability to present a story as you see it. In turn, it is the responsibility of your readers to make decisions for themselves about the information you provide to them. If your readers feel that statute should be changed in this case, they, like all Oregonians have the legislative process available to them to make change happen. I mean that very sincerely. I appreciate the caring and energy with which do your job. Please let me know in the future how I can be of further assistance to you.
Thank you,
Jeanine Hohn
Oregon Department of Public
Safety Standards and Training
Public Information Officer - Legislative Liaison
[Phone number redacted.]

Damn you Winter Blast ‘08™! Since I-5 is still closed, Portland’s magical pipeline to Seattle indie rock has been jeopardized (along with other commerce, I suppose) by the flooding.
For example, the charming popsters in the Seattle band, Boat, who just blogged about the dilemma facing them as the band is supposed to perform in town tonight.
Will BOAT make it to their show at the Doug Fir on Thursday?No one knows for sure. Interstate 5 is shut down. The band is searching for alternate routes. Any ideas would be much appreciated.
Please feel free to point out the irony of the flooding and their band name.
MP3:
Boat - Come With Me, We’ll Win
Boat (might) perform at the Doug Fir tonight.
Securitas is rumored to have suspended armed bike patrol officer Mike Anglin, following our story about Anglin’s alleged aggressive behavior and murky background which ran in today’s paper. 
ANGLIN: Worked as an armed security guard in downtown Portland during the week, while serving his jail time at Multnomah County Detention Center on the weekends…
Securitas’ bike officers are also rumored to have been given explicit instructions not to talk to the media, following Anglin’s suspension. Apparently, Anglin was suspended on Tuesday at the direction of someone senior, and it is most likely he will be fired. It is also rumored Securitas Vice President C.J.Fox had directed that Anglin be terminated after the cab driver incident in October, but that for some reason, the termination order got lost in the chain of command.
Given 24 hours to respond, Fox declined comment on this blog post.
The issue at hand, however, is not with Securitas. It’s with the Department for Security Standards and Training (DPSST) in Salem. Anglin passed the agency’s background check—meaning he could work as a private security officer, with a gun—despite the fact he’d been running from a DUI warrant for years.
On Tuesday I asked the DPSST’s spokeswoman, Jeanine Hohn, whether the public could have confidence in its background checking procedures given the fact it missed Anglin’s warrant completely. “The public can draw their own conclusions,” she said.
So I asked Hohn what conclusion she would draw, as a reader, from the story I was writing. She had no comment, but failed to put me in touch with the DPSST’s director, John Minnis, to give him the opportunity to respond. “I’ll check his schedule,” she said.
It strikes me the DPSST isn’t taking its role—to background check the armed guards patrolling our streets, seriously. Does anybody reading this know anything about how to go about shaking up the agency? Who would I start with at a state level? Email me, please. I’ve since emailed Hohn the following:
JeanineI can be SUCH an asshole, sometimes.I’m sorry John Minnis was unable to find time for me earlier this week. I would like to interview him about the DPSST’s background procedures for next week’s issue, going to press on Tuesday, December 11. Frankly I am surprised he did not feel like defending the agency publicly last week, and intend to focus more energy on why that might be, over the coming weeks. Please get in touch to arrange a mutually convenient time for my interview with Minnis.
Best
Matt
Matt Davis
News Reporter
The Portland Mercury
503 294 0840 x246
mdavis@portlandmercury.com
Before I ever even saw it, I always scoffed at Sex and the City. Then one day, while living in a house with a bunch of other women, I came home to find my roommates gathered around the TV mid-marathon viewing—one of their coworkers had lent her a bootleg VHS of the first season. I made fun of them, but then they passed me the joint, I sat down, and I swear I sat there transfixed and watched them all. When the tape ran out we went to the video store to get more. When there were no more we re-watched old ones. We even—and I can’t believe I’m admitting this—discussed which of us were most like which characters (I’m Carrie, obviously). This kind of thing could only have happened in an environment where everyone’s periods are synced up and girlish obsessions sweep people over en masse (also see: Eminem). It was a perfect storm. But that was, like, four years ago.
And now, there’s this:
Will I see it? No doubt. The only question will be whether I hate it or myself more. Either way, it’s all about the clothes.
This week, a case that’s just been decided in a variation of my weekly blogumn: NOT Breaking The Law, wherein the plaintiff’s allegations were NOT SUSTAINED in arbitration. That means all of the allegations you’re about to read were NOT FOUND TO HAVE SUFFICIENT PROOF to be true. Last week, someone was suing the owners of a sex shop. The lawyers even got in a tussle here on Blogtown. Now: Is this speed bump dangerous?
SPEED BUMP: Has since been replaced…
This case as probably as interesting for the reasons it failed, as it is for the reasons it might have succeeded. If you’re a bicyclist, or a bike advocate, you might have an opinion of your own about the possible reasons why.
Ena Abel, a music teacher, sued Marylhurst university in April this year, alleging the university’s negligence in failing to repair the speed bump (pictured) caused her to fall off her bike while riding across it. Abel, who testified at deposition she was riding between 18-20mph when she crossed the bump on Marylhurst’s campus on August 14, 2006, says she was thrown 20ft off her bike as a result of the bump’s poor maintenance. She sustained a concussion and cervical and thoracic sprain, as a result. There was no speed limit posted on the private road at the time—which has since been re-paved, with a 15mph limit also since posted.
Instead of going to court, Abel agreed to arbitration—whereby an arbitrating and independent attorney, in this case, Keith Swensen of SE 43rd Ave, listens to both sides of the case and rules one way or the other. It’s much cheaper than going to trial, providing both sides agree. But in this case, Swensen’s ruling is contentious, Abel says.
At the hearing on November 5, Swensen ruled in favor of Marylhurst University in less than 90 minutes, finding that: “Ms.Abel was 85% at fault and that Marylhurst was 15% at fault. Considering the circumstances existing on the road and her biking experience, Plaintiff’s [Abel’s] speed of 18-20mph, was not reasonable, especially in light of her testimony that the road and the speed bumps were “bumpy at 5-10mph in a car.”
Abel is unhappy with the ruling, but has no plans to appeal it. It’s unusual for an arbitrating attorney to make a decision so quickly—normally, one to two weeks is common—and Abel says she feels Swensen did not listen to her case.
“I don’t believe I had a fair hearing,” she says. “He took 90 minutes to decide against me, and I think this was a case of being penalized for being a woman bicyclist going up against a university. And I believe he knew what he was going to say before the hearing was over.”
Curiously, Abel’s boyfriend, Charles Rand Barnett, says he saw the arbitrator, Swensen, talking on the stairs outside the hearing, with Marylhurst’s attorney for about five minutes, during a break in the proceedings. Then, 45 minutes before the end of the hearing, Barnett says he say Marylhurst’s finance director Michael Lammers leave and walk through the parking lot. “He came out,” says Barnett, “and it looked like he was throwing a football down in the end zone.”
Swensen tells the Mercury he may have stepped out to talk with the Marylhurst attorney during a break in the proceedings. “But there is no way I’d ever talk to an attorney about a case. Perhaps we talked about the weather, or something else, but I can unequivocally assure you we did not talk about the case,” he says.
Swensen says he decided to rule against Abel because she had initially alleged she had ridden over a pothole. “Then later she decided it was a ridge in the speed bump,” he says. “To be honest, she shot herself in the foot.”
Swensen had no idea why Lammers might have mimed throwing a touchdown in the carpark—as alleged by Abel’s boyfriend, Barnett. Lammers had no comment on this allegation, either.
“I’m a bicyclist,” says Swensen. “And I’ve taken the kind of spill she did. There is no way in the world anybody should be going that fast over a speed bump.”
“The red flag is always ‘hey, I’m a bicylist, too’,” responds Jonathan Maus of BikePortland.org. “It’s a smokescreen. It doesn’t mean anything. The road is screwed up, so to me, there’s more than a 15% liability there. To me, it doesn’t seem quite fair.”
“Abel’s allegation of the arbitrator hanging out with the defense attorney seems unprofessional, if it’s true,” Maus continues. “Also, I think it’s interesting that the road was repaired after the incident.”
“If she were going 20mph on the same road in a car, I don’t think the insurance company [for Marylhurst] would have made the same claims,” says bike attorney Mark Ginsberg. “We see these affirmative defenses [where defendants try to claim the plaintiff is at fault] quite frequently in bicycle cases.”
Sure you could take pilates or kickboxing, but if you really want to be hardcore, try football. This Saturday (and again on Saturday the 22nd) the Portland Shockwave is holding tryouts at Whitaker Jr High on NE 42nd and Killingsworth—registration is at 9:30 am, early birds. See web site linked above for the rest of the details.

I’m spending my afternoon reading a report called CITY OF PORTLAND, SERVICE EFFORTS AND ACCOMPLISHMENTS: 2006-07 (don’t be jealous!). It’s the 17th annual survey of Portland’s residents, to gauge how good a job the city government’s doing.
And the survey says!
Overall, Portland residents are satisfied with City services. City neighborhoods are livable. Crime is at historic lows. Drinking water is clean. Millions of residents enjoy parks and recreational activities. Concerns remain about homelessness, housing affordability, and growing demands on our street system and our emergency response system.
That affordability part had me concerned—at first. One big reason I moved here—and I suspect I’m not the only one—is that Portland was one of the last remaining cities where I’d both want to live, and could afford to own a home someday.
It looks like that won’t be the case soon, according to the report—”Only 40 percent of residents rated their neighborhood positively on affordability.”
Here’s the thing: The small graph that accompanies that stat indicates that the number was lower last year and the year before—so perceptions of affordability have actually increased recently. And the highest confidence in neighborhood affordability was in 1999—but even that number was below 50 percent, so 40 doesn’t seem like a crisis. Then again, I’ve seen housing prices go up since I moved here 2 years ago.
What do you all think? Is Portland rapidly becoming unaffordable, or is it leveling out?
That’s a hell of a trailer.
This soon-to-be classic clip from Maury could easily play as a PSA for Planned Parenthood. Ladies and gentlemen, please meet Angel—the most foul-mouthed, hickey wearing, 9th grade slut you could ever hope to encounter. Just put Angel’s battle cries (“Don’t be hatin’!” or “Mom, I’m addicted to thex, AND I LOVE IT” or “I’ve been paid for thex fifteen timeth! DON’T HATE!”) on repeat and watch your penis or ovaries instantly shrink into nothingness.
Among the many irresistible items in this year’s Mercury Charity Auction—proceeds to support the great work being done at Sisters of the Road Cafe—are a couple of seriously impressive opportunities for food and drink lovers (i.e. everybody!).

CHEF FOR THE NIGHT: A dinner for two at Le Pigeon—and not only will Gabriel Rucker cook dinner for you and your date, but he’ll talk you through the process as he does it. That’s right: One of the best young chefs in the country, cooking dinner just for you. That’ll be something to brag about as Gabe’s career skyrockets.
ONE OF EVERYTHING—The winner of this absolutely fantastic package (donated by Pix Patisserie’s Cheryl Wakerhauser, who is always generous and has outdone herself this year) will receive a punch card good for one of every beverage on the North Pix beverage menu. Check out their menu. Pix offers a LOT of beverages, from an extensive Congac selection to champagnes to hard-to-find liqueurs to house cocktails. I mean, holy crap. This item is worth about $1200; looks like the high bet at the moment is $128.
Happy bidding!
When Scott Moore left the Mercury last month for a job in politics, he assured us that he intended to affect positive change in Salem, and that his new job would keep him busier than ever before.
Now, less than three weeks removed, he’s emailing us YouTubes of what he claims is “the greatest music video ever produced.” To be fair, he might be absolutely right about that. Witness “The Hunger”:
The city’s permanent homeless resource center in Old Town could have a lot more than the 50 housing units estimated last month, it has emerged this morning. 
RUNNING NEW SHELTER:TPI boss Doreen Binder (right) explains the plan for the new center with Heather Lyons of the Bureau of Housing and Community Development (BHCD) (left) this morning…
“The city is now looking at up to 200 units,” said Doreen Binder, boss of Transition Projects, Inc.—which is going to run the building, when it opens in, fingers-crossed, 2009, at a meeting of the mayor’s Street Access For Everyone (SAFE) this morning. You can read more about the project in this November feature on it.
TPI is also going to put a committee together for people from the streets who want to be involved in the future of the project. They’re looking at adding a micro-enterprise of some kind (perhaps a bakery? a cafe?), and “I’d like to have some sort of gym in it,” says Binder. Still, it’s early days. They’ve just hired Holst Architects, who built the EcoTrust building in the Pearl, and several other pretty impressive projects, to get it done.
“I think we’re going to bring something very exciting to the community,” said Heather Lyons of BHCD. She says they’re looking at placing the center in the context of the city’s 10-year plan—which, bluntly, means she’s open to the idea of another temporary day access center inside, despite the danger of being accused of “warehousing” the homeless in it. The 10-year plan aims at moving people into housing, not just getting them warm and off the streets, but there’s also a documented need for an extra center on top of the current one, in the Julia West House at SW 13th and Alder.
“I’m not as bull-headed as people think I am,” said Lyons—conceding she’s softened her own view of temporary day access space since she wrote the 10-year plan in 2004. “Although at first, I thought it was a stupid idea,” she conceded.
The SAFE committee this morning has been talking about another center for day access service, but it doesn’t look like they’re going to be able to fund it. TPI also opened a homeless shelter for 30 women at the Ramada Inn in the Rose Quarter, starting November 20.
Check out this clip from an instructional film made by Philco-Ford in 1967 entitled, “Year 1999 A.D.” which imagines all the technological advances we would supposedly have in that wonderful year. And you know what? THEY’RE PRETTY CLOSE TO BEING RIGHT! They imagine something akin to internet shopping, webcam, paying bills online, and annoyed husbands paying through the nose for their wives outrageous purchases. GodDAMMIT, honey! Are you TRYING to drive us to the poorhouse??
Yes, that’s Wink Martindale. Thanks to Snopes!
Tonight, author Donald Miller (of NYT bestseller Blue Like Jazz fame) reads from his new work, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years at the great Olio United store (1028 SE Water, 7 pm). During the event, have a glass of wine and find 15% off the merchandise (including items already on sale) in the store! For instance, check out these earrings made from a vintage children’s book by Vancouver, B.C.’s Lauren Elgee:

Get more shopping and fashion 411 on M.O.D.
Brand new eastside venue East End is not just another rock club. Tonight they celebrate the opening of their first art show, an event curated by Jhordan Dahl (who also did the All Day Snacking jury affair last spring). Mellow Yellow features work by 14 up-and-coming artists, affording you the opportunity to skip the Pearl galleries tonight and check out the east side. Or, get your First Thursday schmooze on, then cross the river and swing by late-night. After all, East End is (amongst other things) a club. They’ll be open.
East End, 203 SE Grand, 8pm

Oh hey, another Mercury music section to read while you calculate how much you are willing to pay to pepper spray Matt Davis in his lovely blue eyes. Bid high and bid often.
Life hasn’t been easy for Sharon Jones, but the woman is a fighter, plus a damn soulful singer as well.
MP3:
Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings - Nobody’s Baby
Earlier this year Wet Confetti broke up, yet still stayed together. Now the trio is back with a new sound and a fancy new name, Reporter.
MP3:
Reporter - Blaze
From coast to coast (but not LA to Chicago, sorry Sade), The Cave Singers have used their travel experiences to create some powerful little folks songs.
MP3:
The Cave Singers - Seeds of Night
Oh sure, cutesy local duo Swallows can cover Olivia Newton-John’s “Physical,” but where is their tribute to her songs from Xanadu?
MP3:
Swallows - Wait Until Dark
The mayor’s Street Access For Everyone (SAFE) committee is being pitched pricey space-age toilets by a Georgia firm this morning, despite Commissioner Randy Leonard already having ponied up $244,000 in the fall budget to get the job half done. 
TWO EXELOO CONSULTANTS (ONE, SITTING): Address SAFE committee in sharp suits, with matching yellow ties, this morning.
In what appears to be a classic example of over-egging the cake, Atlanta firm Public Facilities and Services, Inc. (PFS) is pitching the $196,500 (EACH) Exeloo Orion to the mayor’s SAFE group this morning. If you think they’re expensive, that’s because they play Burt Bacharach 24-hours a day; (“I like that—people would hate it [and get out quickly],” commented District Attorney Laurie Abraham…) they have 48-different parameters that can be set remotely from the company’s Atlanta headquarters; they track, by computer, how many times “the seat has been pressed, giving you some very useful social data,” says the company’s spokesman; they’re made with marine-grade brushed stainless steel; “these are not designed for public use, they are designed for public abuse,” says the spokesman. They’re also manned by PFS, for a price—and if you want, you can even have a Coke machine! (They’re from Atlanta, after all). 
EXELOO: Half loo, half space station…they even have an “escape hatch!!!”
The consultant just knocked “the Europeans,” for the amount of complexity they like to put in their toilets. Although what’s complex about a pissoir compared to these babies, which cost $2460 a month just to “service and maintain,” each, I’m not entirely sure. Here are the units Randy Leonard has just secured $244,000 to build five of in downtown Portland:
RANDY LEONARD’S PISSOIRS: “Resolving the immediate problem…”
“Randy’s approach is a utilitarian one to resolve the problem of people being forced to use the sides of buildings and urinate in the street,” says Leonard’s chief of staff, Ty Kovatch. “The SAFE committee’s toilets are serving a different need than Randy is trying to pursue. First of all, those [THE ORIONS] are manned stations, and as soon as the budget becomes more of a concern than it is now, the first thing that is going to get cut is the attendants for those stations.”
If the mayor’s SAFE committee votes to install any of these units in downtown Portland, will they be wasting more tax money? Or is five loos for just under a million bucks a bargain? I wonder if we’ll be looking into other, cheaper options? Are pissoirs enough?
• Yesterday in Omaha, a “nice young man” who recently lost his girlfriend and his job went on a shooting rampage in a mall, killing eight before turning the gun on himself. God bless the holidays.
• Republican presidential hopeful Mitt Romney is trying to allay voters’ fears that Mormonism isn’t a creepy religion—and it’s not. (At least compared to Scientology.)
• 24’s Kiefer Sutherland has started his 48 day jail sentence, after being convicted for a DUI. Like the show, the sentence will be served in “real time.”
• And finally… BACKWARD FEET! OMG! THAT LADY HAS BACKWARD FEET!!
“The idea was, the more naturalistic the environment and the people, the more you can accept it as a drama. And then the science fiction kinda comes in after that: Okay, it is about robots, and its about flying through space, and it is about all these insane notions of identity and immortality and reincarnation through Cylons, and all that sort of stuff. You can accept that once you’ve accepted the world.” —Battlestar Galactica excecutive producer Ronald D. Moore
Battlestar Galactica: Razor came out on DVD yesterday, a little while after it was shown on the Sci Fi Channel and a good month or two after it leaked to the internet. It’s essentially a TV movie, feeling like one really long, really great episode (it clocks in at a little over an hour and a half), but more importantly, it reminds viewers why Battlestar’s such an amazing show.
Which is good, ‘cause after season three’s silly finale, I was damn near ready to write off the usually startling, relevant, and exhilarating Battlestar as having jumped the shark. (I won’t spoil it for anyone who hasn’t seen that finale yet, but let’s just say it involved an unfortunate reliance upon an unfortunate cover of your mom’s favorite Dylan and/or Hendrix tune, “All Along the Watchtower.” It was… rough, shall we say. Or we could also say, “It was fucking terrible.”)
But Battlestar’s rebounded very well with Razor, which is pretty damn great—easily demonstrating that the show’s creators still know what they’re doing, and still have a few surprises in store for the show’s fourth and final season.
Rather than coming after season three's finale, Razor goes back along the Battlestar timeline, filling in what happened when Lee Adama (Jamie Bamber) took over command of the Battlestar Pegasus. For its bulk, Razor kicks back even further, to show Admiral Helena Cain's (Michelle Forbes) command of the Pegasus after the first Cylon attack. (That synopsis, no doubt, is gibberish to anyone unfamiliar with the show. Fair enough, non-nerds; best to stop reading here, and just go watch the first three seasons already.)
One of Razor's timelines is more interesting than the other: While the Adama-era sections have some great moments, it's the flashbacks to Cain's command of the Pegasus that really work, explaining a ton of stuff about the ship and its crew, and giving a lot of weight to events we've previously seen in Battlestar Galactica proper. (Even better is a quick sequence that has a young William Adama, in the first Cylon war, stumbling across a creeeeepy Cylon secret.) There are some astonishing visuals (including a great sequence showing the Cylon attack on the Pegasus), solid acting across the board (Forbes, as the crazy-ass psycho Cain, is particularly good), and yes, even some hot lesbian girl-on-Cylon action. (As much as that phrase sounds like some distressing fanfic hastily written by The Simpsons' Comic Book Guy, it really does make sense in Battlestar's character-driven universe.)
Razor could have felt like a quick cash-in--a way for Sci Fi to make some cash in between the show's seasons. But it isn't; by more or less going back to the series' roots, Razor captures a lot of the themes that made it such a gripping show to begin with--while infusing that drama with all the info, be it about humans or Cylons, that we've learned from subsequent seasons.
(And shit, that reminds me: In a couple of scenes that're surprising enough I'm not even going to detail them here, Razor brings in a couple of chrome-y guest stars who'll delight fans of the original '70s Battlestar series. I can get all sorts of geeky analytical about this type of stuff, but no one really wants that--so I'll just say that it's pretty cool to see. That said, if they stick around past Razor, they--like the series' increasing reliance on mumbo-jumbo mysticism--run the risk of getting really old really quick.)
In terms of special features, there isn't much that's surprising: Commentary by exec producer Ronald D. Moore and writer Michael Taylor; a few puff promo pieces for season four, a blabby sequence in which those involved with the show talk about their favorite episodes. Two standouts: "The Look of Battlestar Galactica," a short doc on the show's beautiful production design and cinematography, and some webisodes originally broadcast on scifi.com. It's an okay DVD overall, but the real draw is Razor itself, which not only reminds us how great the show can be, but should also get viewers stoked about season four. Which, considering that Hendrix business, is no small feat.
I like to end every day with a video that shows an airplane crash—from inside the cockpit. Unbelievably, this pilot landed somewhat safely (thanks to his craft’s parachute), after his plane smacked mid-air into another plane towing a glider. That creaking sound you hear is either the failing engine, or your heart grinding to a full stop.

Aimee Mann is in town tonight to spread some holiday joy and sing a few tunes from her wonderfully-titled Christmas album, One More Drifter In The Snow. As far as Christmas albums go, Mann’s contribution to the crowded field is quite nice, and it’s palatable even for those who think all Christmas music sounds like this.
MP3:
Aimee Mann - Christmas Song
And just because the song is one of finest pop moments of the ’80s, here is Mann from a time when Aquanet was plentiful and it was totally acceptable to overlap dialogue in your music videos.
Aimee Mann performs at the Aladdin Theater tonight.
Dwight Garner has a great cookbook roundup in the NY Times Book Review this week, in which he wonders why British cookbooks are better than American ones (they’re “smaller, more soulful and more idiosyncratic than their American counterparts. They’re the products of a vision one is tempted to call novelistic. Drollery and lack of pretension, as in the novels of Waugh and Wodehouse, are prized. The emotional climate is pleasantly autumnal. These writers like to talk about the best things to eat when you’re feeling a bit depressed or bewildered.”). He goes on to rave about Simon Hopkinson’s Roast Chicken and Other Stores, now available for the first time in the US, and to chide Alice Waters for the cool tone of her The Art of Simple Food, calling it a “Hillary Clinton of a cookbook, brilliant but unflappable and thus slightly unapproachable.” It’s a great piece of writing and also, yes, full of good gift ideas.
And while you’re perusing the book review, don’t miss Robin Henig’s review of David Levy’s Love and Sex with Robots.
Humans, Levy writes, are hard-wired to impute emotions onto anything with which we’re in intimate contact, to feel love for objects both animate and inanimate. And robots, he argues, might turn out to be even more lovable than some humans.”By 2025 “at the latest,” he predicts, “artificial-emotion technologies” will allow robots to be more emotionally available than the typical American human male.”

I’d do him.
While I’m somewhat mystified by the ubiquity of Facebook in some people’s lives (and its seemingly endless list of add-on applications), I admit to using it sparingly, mostly to keep in touch with a dozen friends or so from the East Coast, some of whom I haven’t seen since high school. However, today’s report in PC World was somewhat alarming, since I hadn’t realized Facebook’s Beacon feature was tracking my online activities outside of Facebook. Thankfully, founder and CEO Mark Zuckerberg realized this was a real violation of privacy, and wrote in a blog post, “We’ve made a lot of mistakes building this feature, but we’ve made even more with how we’ve handled them. We simply did a bad job with this release, and I apologize for it.”

Harvard dropout makes millions, apologizes.
This is what happens when the demand for (or curiosity about) online social networking turns into big money, I guess. (Microsoft recently paid $240 million for a 1.6% share of Facebook.) Despite Zuckerberg’s correction, I’m now less than thrilled to log on and see what kind of movies the guy I sat three seats behind in chemistry class is into. Maybe it’s time to pick up the phone.
Sick of waiting in line at stinky karaoke bars? US, TOO! That’s why Blogtown, PDX is happy to introduce “Karaoke Wednesdays” when you and your officemates can gather around your computer and sing wicked awful songs at the top of your lungs. Trust me… your boss will think it’s HILARIOUS!!
Here’s Lionel Richie’s “TRULY.”
Various culturally based gift giving events are getting closer and closer every day: here are today’s local shopping opportunities:
Little guys first: Kristen Robison of MINOUX jewelry is having a trunk show and sale today from 5-9 pm at Fuchsia (6658 SE Milwaukee). She’ll be showing limited edition pieces not ordinarily available in stores, new winter/holiday designs, and a large selection of necklaces discounted at 50% off.

Meanwhile, also today is a big designer sample sale, from 11 am-8 pm at 1801 NW Upshur, Ste 760, with goods from DB Clay, Acme Made, Sameunderneath, Michelle DeCourcy, and more.
Also check the calendar here, and keep your eye on what’s happening here.
The Mercury Holiday Auction is live! Get a leg up on your friends who rely only on the paper edition of the Mercury, and bid early on your favorite packages.
Like a chance to pepper spray Matt Davis in the face.
A tour of the city’s sewer with City Commissioner Sam Adams.
The cover of the Mercury.
A date with the Mercury’s girls (or the boys, if that’s how you roll).
One of every fancy drink Pix Patisserie has to offer.
Storm Large’s shoes.
And much, much more. Bid early and often! It’s all for Sisters of the Road.

Surprising news today from one of Portland’s best young galleries: Motel will be closing its doors forevermore on Dec 29.
Jennifer Armbrust opened Motel in Chinatown in Spring ‘03, and is a large part of the reason for Chinatown’s surge as a local art mini-nexus. The original inception was one part retail boutique, selling artsy crafts and prints, and one part art gallery. For the first several years of Motel’s existence, its focus was on illustration-based work, and counted Carson Ellis, Jen Corace, and Rachell Sumpter among its early championed artists.
Last year, Armbrust took a bold step (and I think a great step) in shifting the gallery’s focus to more challenging, less illustrative work. Gone was the gift shop vibe, gone were the drawings of mushrooms and robots. These were replaced with bold, energetic art from national artists like Jessie Rose Vala, Casey Watson, and most recently, Amanda Barr. In last week’s issue of the Mercury, John Motley described Barr’s work as “hallucinatory,” “disorienting,” and “intriguing.” Within a short span of time, Motel had successfully transformed itself from a cute alt-space to one of the best galleries in town, part of a strong wave of sophisticated newer galleries (along with small A projects, Quality Pictures, and others) committed to showing daunting but rewarding work from local and national artists.
But this morning, a press release from Armbrust states: “A few weeks ago, I turned 30 and in the months leading up to this milestone, I again began having an inkling that it was time for another transition. After much deliberation, I finally concluded that the time has come for me to close Motel and embark in an as-of-yet-unknown direction. Although slightly scary, this leap of faith is accompanied by the thrill of possibility.” (Armbrust was also a co-founder of PORT, an online Portland art journal.)
Armbrust and I had our sporadic professional differences over the past five years, but I’ve always admired her entrepreneurship in starting Motel at the age of 25, and her commitment to evolving her gallery. It’s no exaggeration to say that her motel-room gallery at this year’s Affair at the Hotel Jupiter was one of the strongest presences there, including those from leading New York and California galleries.
Best of luck to Armbrust: If history is any indicator, I’ll see you on some dancefloor soon!
Throughout December, Motel “will be hanging our available inventory from past shows in the gallery. We have all of our postcards from the past 5 years on view in the hallway, too. Come by to see some old favorites or discover a forgotten gem!” Motel is located at 19 NW 5th.
Tonight the Mercury teams with Berbati’s and the fine purveyors of blended Scotch whiskey to celebrate the only holiday that matters, Hanukkah Repeal Day.
The show will feature Boy Eats Drum Machine, Ohmega Watts and headliners, Viva Voce. The best part, it’s totally free. It’s like Christmas came early and it came soaked in awesome local music and delicious booze.
Tonight, Berbati’s Pan, 8pm, 21&Over, Free!
• In regards to their nuclear activities, President Bush calls on Iran to “come clean.” Pot, meet the black kettle.
• Barack Obama moves ahead in the Iowa poll to 32 percent, with Clinton and Edwards tied at second with 25 percent each. We got us a horse race, folks!
• Yet another poll tells us that this holiday season, consumers are much more likely (62 percent) to give environmentally green gifts. That’s right, grandma, you’re getting another Chia Pet! (This one is shaped like Garfield! HAW!!)
• And ANOTHER study shows that the Department of Homeland Security is a fucking joke; spending billions to fund their repeated failures. (Maybe a Bart Simpson Chia pet would be better… )
• To compete with the unfuckwithable iPhone, Nokia is promising free music downloads for a year. That’s nice… but c’mon. Even the iPhone is a big piece of poop compared to THE DREAMPHONE! (Sigggghhhhh… Chad is so dreamy!)
Ummm… because chicks dig Transformer and He-Man underpants?
Adventurous film goers take note: William Greave’s challenging and funny Symbiopsychotaxiplasm: Take One screens at NWFC’s Whitsell Auditorium tonight. Filmed in 1968, Symbio is a unique take on the American New Wave that was happening in New York just before the auteur decade of Easy Rider and Jaws took off. Symbio requires a little delayed gratification, but I thought it was incredibly smart and frequently hilarious. You can read my review here, or check the following nutshell synopsis: “movie about a movie about a movie about a movie.” There’s a great score by Miles Davis, some groovy split screen action (two years before Woodstock popularized the technique), and a really fun performance by Greaves himself. This movie was but a footnote in avant-garde history books until Steven Soderberg and Steve Buscemi championed it: Now it’s part of the Criterion Collection, and playing on NWFC’s big screen tonight. Check the preview:
Plays at NWFC’s Whitsell Auditorium, 1219 SW Park, 7 pm, $7
The anti-gay activists behind a referendum effort—aimed at putting domestic partnerships to a vote—filed a federal lawsuit yesterday, demanding that signatures they claim are legitimate be reinstated, and the referendum petition certified for the ballot.
Today, Basic Rights Oregon responded—and they didn’t mince words, calling the lawsuit “completely without merit”:
Basic Rights Oregon Executive Director John Hummel said that a lawsuit filed by anti-gay activists in a gambit to revive a failed referendum on Oregon’s new domestic partnership law is “completely without merit.”“This lawsuit demonstrates our opponents’ commitment to dismantling Oregon’s anti-discrimination laws,” Hummel said in a statement today. “We have to be vigilant, and prepared to meet them at every turn. We are confident that this case will be dismissed.”
The complaint filed in Federal Court by out of state attorneys alleges that Oregon’s Secretary of State and a dozen county clerks erred by not creating special procedures to reinstate the signatures of people who said they had signed the petition, but whose signatures were found to be invalid using well established criteria.
“Basic Rights Oregon has monitored the signature verification process on many occasions over the years. The process we observed on these petitions was consistent with what we have seen year after year,” Hummel said. “The Secretary of State’s job is to ensure the uniform and efficient administration of elections, and we’re confident that all of the proper rules and regulations were followed as usual.”
In early October, Oregon’s Secretary of State certified the results of the referendum effort and found that that the petitions fell short of the number of required signatures to force a referendum on the domestic partnership law. The law takes effect on January 1, 2008.
Hummel said the lawsuit’s chances of success are slim to none. “On January 1st, same sex couples in committed, caring relationships will have the legal recognition they need to take care of each other,” he said. “Nothing is going to prevent this law from going into effect.”
More, from Salem:
“What it comes down to is there are statutes that govern how signatures on initiative petitions are verified and those statues were applied in exactly the same way as every other initiative petition that’s delivered to this office. The law is applied fairly and neutrally across the board,” says Scott Moore, chief of communications for the Secretary of State (!!!). “To bend the rules to allow for an exception in this case would be granting special privileges to a select group.”
So, um, this was weird. I was at the 24-Hour Fitness on Saturday afternoon, minding my own business, the business of showering and getting dressed in the locker room. An elderly lady was next to me at my locker—I’ve seen her there before on the weekends—who looks like she might be homeless or, at the very least, extremely impoverished. She started up a friendly conversation about my socks (which happened to be the only thing I was wearing at the time). The conversation took an extremely uncomfortable turn when she asked me for change. Feeling vulnerable, I gave her some money.
I didn’t say anything to the front desk, but perhaps I should have. Being naked, I suppose I could have honestly told her I didn’t have anything on me. What do you think? Is panhandling in the locker room too much to take?

Like this, only waaaay more awkward.
The Oregonian’s old town blogger and former California attorney Larry Norton has taken up the cop recruitment issue from my news story last week, Where are the Cops? Perhaps Norton is trying to get himself fired—the Police Bureau basically runs the Oregonian, after all. (Joke, Brian Schmautz. Joke). But Norton makes some interesting points this afternoon, asking whether Chief Rosie Sizer seems a little too accepting of the bureau’s failure to recruit enough officers:
Chief Sizer - like her predecessors - seems to accept the failure to fill the police ranks. Apparently, there is money in the budget. And, it is known how many they need to hire. And, of course, they have some consultant - Portland the land of full employment for consultants - whose job is to streamline recruiting policies. She is giving him a year to streamline the process. What?Norton also makes some interesting points about the gap in police bureau recruitment being filled by private security:And - what has this consultant achieved after six months of work? Why hasn’t she fired this guy? What do other police departments do? [See the Mercury article]. How hard can it be to recruit? Isn’t the guideline mediocrity?
There is no public pressure (probably not even an awareness)…What is so difficult about an analysis of the problem that leads to the solution? Doesn’t every police department have to recruit? But it is easier isn’t it - especially when there is the private security, significantly less paid, supplementing the regular police - to just whine and moan whenever crime issues arise.Indeed it is, Larry. In fact, I find it’s always easier to whine and moan, in general, rather than hold people accountable for their promises and, I don’t know, get things done. But is Sizer to blame, or are we, the public, for failing to pressure the bureau into making the right changes? I suspect it might be a bit of both. And also, why not blame Tom Potter?! It’s practically de rigeur these days—never mind whether or not it’s constructive.