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Protest Trump on Halloween at the Federal Courthouse, 405 E. 8th Avenue, noon-1 pm Tuesday, Oct. 31.  Costumes encouraged! Resist Trump every Tuesday from noon-1 pm, a peaceful rally in opposition to Trump agenda.

Many Eugene Weekly readers will remember that the two of us were opponents last year in the most contested City Council race in Eugene’s recent history. Now we’re coming together today on a common cause: We urge Eugene voters to get out and vote for Measure 20-275 on the Nov. 7 ballot.

If you’re anything like me, you’re always looking for a good and relatively cheap place to eat out for lunch. I’m a millennial — I’ll never afford to buy a house, so I may as well cry about it over some tasty organic avocado toast.

After months of getting out early to harvest the garden bounty and water the vegetable beds, fall is here and I have a little extra time. I’ve used some of it to think about garden planning. 

Danny Kime of downtown Eugene music venue Hi-Fi Music Hall says everyone on his staff loves Halloween. “It’s such a big deal in Eugene,” Kime says. “People love to dress up.”

Mary Lambert’s perfected pop music is like the Powerpuff Girls meet Kate Nash (but from Seattle, not London). Her newfound hold on the genre is sugar, spice and a slew of self-growth stories told with quirky lyrics and contagious melodies. 

ANTIFA AND VIOLENCE

In response to the discussion of the use of violence in the Oct. 19 article “Antifa,” I would like to offer the following: If you seek to change the hearts and minds of those in your community, committing acts of violence will not help you achieve that goal.

It may be tempting to forcefully silence opposing voices, but I implore you to consider non-violent alternatives and to engage others in open and empathetic dialogue.

Richard Griscom, Eugene 

 

In a frank exchange early in our courtship, I told my girlfriend that I have no kinks. As a faithful reader of Savage Love, I’m obviously not opposed to kinks — but I’ve never had any inclinations in that direction and am probably a typical hetero vanilla. As a result, I’m damn near clueless in that area. Last night, my girlfriend placed my hands around her neck and asked me to choke her. My instant reaction was to say no, not out of any objection in principle but because I thought it might be dangerous in my inexperienced hands.

“And if you gaze long enough into an abyss,” Nietzsche wrote, “the abyss also gazes into you.”

This, for me, perfectly describes the face of the late, great Hollywood actor Harry Dean Stanton, who died Sept. 15 at the impossible age of 91. A desiccated topography of defiant suffering and hard-bitten acceptance, Stanton’s visage — carved, craggy and truck-stop sad, with a twinkle of devious mirth — speaks to something at once glorious and damned about the human condition itself, and the American character in particular.

Beneath the surface of liberal Eugene, there’s a war brewing. And both sides are recruiting.

The two sides say they consider it a war for the very soul of this nation. They both track their opponents and sometimes participate in violent protests. They’re both grassroots, and while the issue is national in scale, both sides are very, very local.

Propaganda is being plastered on telephone poles around town, marking territory — safe spaces for fascists or anti-fascists respectively. Some from the “alt-right” (a term coined by white nationalist Richard Spencer to disguise the movement’s racist and fascist intentions) have even dropped racist propaganda at the Eugene Weekly office, or replaced newspapers in our stands with hate-filled posters. 

So far in 2017, 496 people in the United States have died in instances of fatal domestic violence involving guns. 

An average of 20,000 phone calls are made every day to domestic violence hotlines, and each year 10 million individuals “are abused by an intimate partner,” according to the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence. The nonprofit also says “twenty percent of women in the United States have been raped.”

Dolly Parton is a national treasure. 

The country singer released her first album 50 years ago. Since then, Parton has starred in movies and been nominated for two Academy Awards, both nominations in the Best Original Song category — one for the hit “9 to 5.” 

Her accolades don’t stop there. Parton has also earned Emmy and Tony nominations; she’s a National Medal of the Arts recipient and one of the most successful country singers of all time. 

President Donald Trump’s tax plan is not unlike his tweets: short, lacking depth and full of bravado. Oregon Sen. Ron Wyden doesn’t mince words when he talks about the proposal. He calls it a scam and a “middle-class con job.” 

The senator has been speaking out against the Trump tax overhaul at town halls on a recent swing through Oregon. 

• On the afternoon of Wednesday, Oct. 11, a strange fellow crept into Eugene Weekly's office wearing sunglasses and a hoodie, then left a few offensive sheets of paper on our front counter and slid out without a word. White supremacists are organizing in Lane County, and they’re trying to make us afraid. It won’t work. Our community must be strong against hate and show that these creeps are right to hide their faces and silently scuttle back to the shadows. Ignoring them won’t make them go away.

How do you present an antiquated, strictly traditional art form like ballet to an audience whose musical oldies are only 30 years old? Answer: fusion. That’s the M.O. at Ballet Fantastique.

•  As we go to press, Lane County workers with AFSCME, the American Federation of State, County and Municipal Employees planned to strike beginning Wednesday, Oct. 18. Dave Ivan Piccioni, ESSN board and Health Care for All-Oregon member tells EW picket lines start at 7:30 am across from the Wayne Morse Plaza. He says, “The number of local county workers is about 700. Seven out of 10 workers are women who disproportionally get less money than men.

Berwick Hall, the new home of the Oregon Bach Festival, is an elegant building — small, modern, light-filled, with a performance hall that can seat up to 140, perfect for small-ensemble performances such as were given at the public reception on Oct. 8 celebrating the building’s opening. Windows abound — from virtually every desk in the office, light floods the space.

That, sadly, is the only transparent thing about the festival these days.

 “I had a great childhood,” says seventh-generation Mainer Anna Howe, who grew up in Cape Elizabeth, a short walk from the ocean. She slept in a tent all summer, skied in the winter and garnered more merit badges than any other Girl Scout in the country. Later, she studied business at nearby Westbrook College, ski-bummed in Colorado and protested the Vietnam War by helping draft resisters move to Canada. She also moved to Canada, was married twice, raised two sons and homesteaded off the grid for 14 years in Nova Scotia.

In November 2016, Eugene post-rock band Gazelle(s) were in Joshua Tree, California tracking their debut LP, There’s No One New Around You, at Rancho de La Luna. The legendary recording studio owned by Dave Catching, a touring member of Eagles of Death Metal. Well-known acts like Queens of the Stone Age and PJ Harvey have recorded at Rancho de La Luna, and Gazelle(s) bassist Neal Williams calls the opportunity for his band to record there “a gift from Ninkasi.”

Iron & Wine singer-songwriter Sam Beam is a breeze throughout the seasons. For more than a decade, his sound has wistfully danced through somber winters to the thawing afternoons of spring — at the core of his sound’s evolution lies the wind’s intrinsic trait: persistence.

October closes with a plenitude of pianistic delights for classical music fans, beginning with Thursday’s Eugene Symphony concert at the Hult Center featuring the rising young pianist Conrad Tao.

Thirty-two years ago next month, The Jesus and Mary Chain, a band created by Scottish songwriting brothers Jim and William Reid, released its debut album Psychocandy.

ADDRESSING RAPE

Your “The Freshman Survival Guide” (Oct. 12) states: “The first half of your first term of college is known as the ‘Red Zone,’ the period of time a young woman is most vulnerable to rape … so go with friends you trust and look out for each other, and keep an eye on your drink.”

Why are you giving advice only to women when addressing rape?

How about talking frankly with men, the gender that creates and perpetuates the problem? What if instead you had published:

I’m a snob and a sniff and a two-bit dilettante of the lowest rank.

For instance, I once dismissed Stephen King as an immature populist hack whose middlebrow fiction is an affront to all things literary, and I felt that same way about playwright Neil Simon — a sentimental moron whose tweedy Borscht Belt shtick had transformed the grand tradition of romantic comedy into an efflorescence of twee and treacle.