Portland is a town that has been fighting corrupt presidents for decades.

That's why it's called "Little Beruit". BLM protests in Portland are juxtaposed over a battle that has already been raging since the early 90's.

BLM marches still happen in dignified ways all over town.

They never make the news.

The fed buiding is where the Trump troops are and they really made everything worse.

They attracted every angry bee in the region.

day trip to Portland under siege

I feel kind of bad when friends from out of town are freaking out. "On the news we saw a map of your neighborhood on fire." and I say "Kinda, I been smoking weed all day. Sorry, I'll go inside."

The "snatch squads" out grabbing people reminded me of this action 20 years ago.

I don't know what's worse, being "disappeared" by Blackwater ops today or smalltown cops back then. The Clown House had an unintentional secret weapon. On this night more than half the Clown House was apprehended but only a couple were kept very long. By co-incidence several clowns were also tree sitters. The kind that sit in ancient trees, drinking creek water and fighting lumberjacks and forest service cops. That means riotcops had a 4 in 8 chance of nabbing someone in clown drag who was also pouring diarrhea down their legs. Not an ideal situation for a squad car. The ones who were busted were the folks cornered in the loading dock. The Clown House lived on for 7 more years but it almost ended this night.

My son went with Olive on bikes last night to deliver masks.

 He got a huge disappointment. As they rode they noticed lots of businesses open, packed and everyone uncovered. He and O are cycling in d.i.y. hazmet suits. It's sad for him to see how little people care for each other. My boy wants to go to school at some point but he lives in the most entitled country on the globe. If you are doing what is right THANK YOU!

my venn

History, Biology, Carny tricks and Civics. That's my venn Yo. Those are 4 things I have been studying for most of my conscious life. I studied useful life stuff too like guitar, relationships, day jobs, moderation. but for those I mostly just thumbed thru the manual. My life's true fascinations are with the infinitely big and infinitely small world that is running concurrent with ours. History, biology, carny tricks and civics, those be the regular pillars of inquiry for me. Back in the day I used to use an analog data-bank called The Library. No matter what parts of the country I was in I always had my working studies and personal quests for knowledge. I was hoping to someday eventually be a wizard or a clown, or a wizard clown. ..or a marine biologist with delusions of grandeur. :) These days H.B.C.C. have collided. I'm %100 in my element but it's so big I don't always know how to react in that measured way public figures are required to. HBCC is kind of a big deal. Historic archetypes have emerged, A sub-microscopic infectious agent is mutating our species, Lots of tricks, logical fallacies, photoshops, fake news, incomplete graphs and conspiracies have mutated our species and last, people are actually out in the streets performing their duty of civic engagement. Pretty crazee. It's a terrifying and interesting time to be alive. More terrifying and less interesting would be if we were in one of those agrarian ages where it was hundreds of years of nothing but farming.

Alarming moment while applying make up today.

It's the only time I scrutinize my appearance and I noticed some neck contusions. Bubo's? 
I asked Olive to look. She said she had seen this affliction on me many times before. "Those are hickeys I gave you last night."
Her story checked out.

Portland sucks at mask.

Portland sucks at mask. We were just at a BLM protest. Almost everyone had masks. As we marched I noticed that almost nobody else had masks.
Bars, diners, basketball courts, bus stops no masks. Lots of crowds but zero masks. I guess if you care enough to stand up for your neighbors then chances are you also care enough to strap on a mask.
This makes me really respect folks who rock masks all day while decrying them as pointless and complaining the whole time. I actually respect them more than regular folks (even activists) who are too full of themselves to keep everyone safe.
If you are an activist and you approach me with your nose poking out of a mask I will throw rocks at you. It's not personal just business. I live around a lot of older folks and nothing you are trying to tell me is worth losing them.
Lots of people cheered us on though. Portland is good at Black Lives Matter.
It's written on signs in thousands of yards and windows, It was neat seeing people call their kids to witness civic action. Many people dropped what they were doing and joined us. I saw folks had protest signs ready by the door like they were skateboards.
It was funny that the haters were parodies of themselves. Exactly who you would expect.
The BBQ Becky type standing there angrily with the phone, the crew-cut bathrobed boomer in the land yacht fully enraged and clearly only in his car to follow the protest and menace the rear guard (including Olive).
Today I saw a lot of heroic people putting themselves in harm's way to keep the folks safe.
One passing stranger kind of jack-knifed their car in such a way that another driver who was road raging couldn't run over everyone.
They only had to wait about 5 min. for the group to cross the street, No idea why so many people were so triggered.
The news was asking us questions. We were trying to give a lot of non answers because our words have been spun before. I was pleasantly surprised when I noticed one of them actually corking traffic with us. respect.
Olive was extraordinarily brave today btw.
And the award for funniest, awful, moronic comment was one I saw on another news coverage "Why don't those BLM people know Jesus?" HAHAHA! What a rube. You get the steaming, still warm, "Part of the problem" prize. :)