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Society in 2120 (part I)
By Jack Bragen on In a car, on my way to work, I saw the ever-present, giant, illuminated billboards along my flight path, displaying
The homeless Christmas day
By Andy Pope on It looks as though we’re closing in on Christmas again, folks. That’s bad news in my book, and (I daresay) in the corporal book of homeless people everywhere. Take my holiday experience several years ago, for example. I spent Christmas Day stuck out in the rain, with services closed for those of my ilk, not to mention the usual five-in-the-morning “indoor resources” being closed (Starbucks, McDonald’s, etc.).
Thirst: “the first time I understood how much trouble I was in.”
By Meg Elison on Local author Meg Elison writes about being homeless and queer as a young person. When I was 18, I almost
Summer Learnings
This summer,I learned,That blood is only thicker than waterWhen it’s not mixed with malicious intentionsI learnedThat two of the people
Out of the closet and onto the street
By Anthony Hackett on In the eyes of sixteen-year-old Hunter McLaughlin*, “coming out” would be a gateway to a new life. It would give him the opportunity to live more honestly and with a renewed sense of authenticity to his true self. But when he told his parents that he was transgender, the “new life” that awaited him was one plagued by emotional abuse, threats of violence, and seemingly endless conflict.
Phoenix in the Tenderloin
By Claire J. Baker on We wish fair flight for anyone rising from hellish ashes there and here.Since we escaped, it’s not surprisingwe wish wide wings
A concert to save People’s Park
By Kate Wolffe on On October 20, someone taped an invitation to a fence on Haste Street. Scrawled on a 6 by 4 foot piece of butcher paper, black writing publicized a ‘Save People’s Park Concert’. The accompanying arrow points east, up Haste Street, a one-way with cars flowing the other direction. Sproul Hall, a symbol of the University, is 500 yards up the street.
Birds of a Feather (in homage to homeless)
By Claire J. Baker on Some sparrows preferdowntown streets to parksor neighborhood yards. They peck at grit trodden byrich & poor, bankers & poets,professors &
Footsteps in the Rain
By Claire J. Baker on We’ve hurried pastthe huddled homeless heaped like potato sacks along city sidewalks. We never envisioned a saintor savior might sleep under plastic over
Berkeley’s business improvement districts are not working
By Carol Denney on Dr. Phil, the affable problem-solving TV host, has a catch phrase he uses when defensive participants exhaust themselves telling him and the TV audience why they do things the way they do. He listens patiently. And then he says, “How’s that working for you?”