First To Pull Over When The Atmosphere Is Less Than Perfect
Florence , Oregon Not to be a snob, but if you are brown, black, Asian, Latinx, gay, liberal, disabled, or are a woman with little or no hair who could be read as being queer, well, small town America is about as welcoming as a Currier and Ives tableau. Yes, they too were abject racists. Guess I should toss my sanitized coffee table book of their works. Florence, Oregon, ostensibly ensconced in a blue county is, well, utterly scary. We saw Nazi bikers, American flag art (always a dead giveaway), a bar with a sign that said any government inspector would require a warrant prior to entering the premises to inspect. Meanwhile, here we are bopping along, my brown leftist queer daughter who was instructed by me not to wear her "defund the police" mask and who couldn't quit ranting about Christian Fascists; my other queer daughter with gorgeously died red hair and out and proud; my white wife whose hair has grown back just enough so that she looks s...