May 26th, 2016
I wouldn't be able to place money one way or the other as to whether the 40ish barista is a guy with long hair or an M to F. He or she doesn't seem concerned. He is kind. A sticker on the top right of the front door, where one might place a Yelp, Zagat, Visa, or Belly sticker, there is instead a sticker that proclaims this cafe a Safe Place, in a police badge-shaped rainbow decal. It's a common sighting for me this trip to Seattle, although I don't really know what it means. This sticker was on the door of a glasses shop I stopped in. What might happen at a non-Safe Place glasses store?
One of the free weeklies at this shop, The Stranger, features a full page advice article for women on how to masturbate ("When was the last time you sat down and took a good hard look at your pussy? Like got all fold, crease and flap?") The author dates men, but, when encouraging women to watch all the porn they want, her suggestion for circumventing the moral problem of supporting the industry, explains that she watches Girlsway.com, a completely girl-on-girl site that is ostensibly ethically produced.
The author doesn't mention her age, but her name is Charyn, so I'm assuming 23.
Behind me on the plane yesterday was a large, older woman with a sedate little dog on her lap - a shih tzu - with a pink bow in her hair. I'd overheard, and subsequently asked her to repeat for certainty, that this was a service dog, "for emotional support." The dog lay there with a helpless, unhappy facial expression and demeanor; apparently toting around a helpless slave is what this woman needs to get her through her life. She and the dog were rolled away in a wheelchair together after the flight.