Real world astrology

ARIES (March 21–April 19)  In her poem “Shedding Skin,” Harryette Mullen compares her own transformation to the action a snake periodically carries out to renew itself. Since you now have an excellent opportunity to undertake your own molting process, you may find her thoughts helpful. (I’ve rendered them in prose for easier reading.) “Pulling out of the old scarred skin—old rough thing I don’t need now—I strip off, slip out of, leave behind. Shedding toughness, peeling layers down to vulnerable stuff. And I’m blinking off old eyelids for a new way of seeing. By the rock I rub against, I’m going to be tender again.” Halloween costume suggestion: snake sloughing its skin.

TAURUS (April 20–May 20)  “Only the young and stupid are confident about sex and romance,” says 49-year-old author Elizabeth Gilbert, who has written extensively about those subjects. I agree with her. I’ve devoted myself to studying the mysteries of love for many years, yet still feel like a rookie. Even if you are smarter about these matters than Gilbert and I, Taurus, I urge you to adopt a humble and curious attitude during the next few weeks. The cosmos has prepared some interesting lessons for you, and the best way to take advantage is to be eagerly receptive and open-minded. Halloween costume suggestion: sex researcher, love explorer, intimacy experimenter.

GEMINI (May 21–June 20)  “My way of learning is to heave a wild and unpredictable monkey wrench into the machinery,” wrote Gemini author Dashiell Hammett. But I recommend that you use his approach very rarely, and only when other learning methods aren’t working. Most of the time, your best strategy for getting the lessons you need is to put lubricating oil into the machinery, not a monkey wrench. That’ll be especially true in the coming weeks. I suggest that you turn the machinery off for a while as you add the oil and do some maintenance. Halloween costume suggestion: repair person; computer techie; machine whisperer.

CANCER (June 21–July 22)  The great Swedish filmmaker Ingmar Bergman was a Cancerian, like you and me. One of the factors contributing to his success was that he put his demons to good use “by harnessing them to his chariot.” He also testified that he gained control over his demons by taking long walks after breakfast. “Demons don’t like fresh air,” he said. “They prefer it if you stay in bed with cold feet.” I suspect that now would be an excellent time to adopt his advice. Halloween costume suggestion: walk your demon on a leash, or make it into a puppet, or harness it to your chariot.

LEO (July 23–August 22)  Throughout the Halloween season, I encourage you to fantasize extensively about what your dream home would look like and feel like if you had all the money necessary to create it. What colors would you paint the walls? Would you have carpets or hardwood floors? What would be your perfect lighting, furniture and décor? As you gazed out your windows, what views would you see? Would there be nature nearby or urban hotspots? Would you have an office or music room or art studio? Have fun imagining the sanctuary that would bring out the best in you. Halloween costume suggestion: the ultimate homebody.

VIRGO (August 23–September 22)  “Extraordinary things are always hiding in places people never think to look,” writes novelist Jodi Picoult. That’s crucial for you to meditate on during the coming weeks. Why? Because your superpower is going to be the ability to find extraordinary things that are hiding in places where people have almost never thought to look. You can do both yourself and those you care for a big favor by focusing your intensity on this task. Halloween costume suggestions: sleuth, treasure hunter, private eye, Sherlock Holmes.

LIBRA (September 23–October 22)  “There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness, and this is neither. This season is about becoming.” Author Shauna Niequist wrote that. In accordance with the astrological omens, I endorse her perspective as true and useful for you. You’ve zipped through your time of fertile chaos, conjuring up fresh possibilities. When January arrives, you’ll be ready to work on stability and security. But for now, your assignment is to blossom. Halloween costume suggestions: beautiful creature hatching from an egg; strong sprout cracking out of a seed.

SCORPIO (October 23–November 21)  “He believed in magic,” writes author Michael Chabon about a character in his novel The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay. “Not in the so-called magic of candles, pentagrams, and bat wings,” nor “dowsing rods, séances, weeping statues, werewolves, wonders, or miracles.” Then what kind? Chabon says it’s the “impersonal magic of life,” like coincidences and portents that reveal their meanings in retrospect. I bring this to your attention, Scorpio, because now is a favorable time to call on the specific kind of magic that you regard as real and helpful. What kind of magic is that? Halloween costume suggestion: magician, witch, wizard.

SAGITTARIUS (November 22–December 21)  “If adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village, she must seek them abroad.” Sagittarian author Jane Austen wrote that in her novel Northanger Abbey, and now I’m passing her message on to you, slightly altered. My version is, “If adventures will not befall Sagittarian people of any age or gender in their own neighborhood, they must seek them abroad.” And where exactly is “abroad”? The dictionary says it might mean a foreign country, or it could simply mean outside or in another place. I’d like to extend the meaning further to include anywhere outside your known and familiar world. Halloween costume suggestion: traveler on a pilgrimage or explorer on a holy quest.

CAPRICORN (December 22–January 19)  PR executives at a beer company offered to pay me a lot of money if I would sneak a product placement ad into your horoscope. They asked me to pretend there was a viable astrological reason to recommend that you imbibe their product in abundance. But the truth is, the actual planetary omens suggest the opposite. You should not in fact be lounging around in a haze of intoxication. You should instead be working hard to drum up support for your labor of love or your favorite cause. Very Important People will be more available to you than usual, and you’ll be wise to seek their input. Halloween costume suggestion: the Ultimate Fundraiser; Networker of the Year; Chief Hobnobber.

AQUARIUS (January 20–February 18)  “What kind of idea are you?” asks author Salmon Rushdie. “Are you the kind that compromises, does deals, accommodates itself, aims to find a niche, to survive; or are you the cussed, bloody-minded, ramrod-backed type of damnfool notion that would rather break than sway with the breeze?” I pose this question to you, Aquarius, because I think you could be an effective version of either idea in the coming weeks. If you’re the latter—the cussed, damnfool notion—you may change your world in dramatic ways. Halloween costume suggestions: revolutionary; crusader; agitator; rabble-rouser.

PISCES (February 19–March 20)  “There is no beauty without some strangeness,” wrote Edgar Allen Poe. Fashion designer Rei Kawakubo ventured further, declaring, “Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.” She also added another nuance to her definition: “For something to be beautiful, it doesn’t have to be pretty.” I’ll offer you one more seed for thought: wabi-sabi. It’s a Japanese term that refers to a kind of beauty that’s imperfect, transitory and incomplete. I bring these clues to your attention, Pisces, because now is an excellent time to refine and clarify your own notion of beauty—and re-commit yourself to embodying it. Halloween costume suggestion: the embodiment of your definition of beauty.

 

Fore-Gone Conclusion?

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A trial in Marin County Superior Court this week will set the stage for the next round of legal action in an ongoing dispute over the fate of the San Geronimo National Golf Course.

Judge Paul Haakenson issued a preliminary injunction in June that blocked a planned sale of the 157-acre golf course to Marin County. On Friday, Oct. 26, the court will rule on whether the golf course along Sir Francis Drake Boulevard is subject to a California Environmental Quality Act (CEQA) review. The county, meanwhile, is in a holding pattern as it seeks to complete a deal to buy the course from a third-party nonprofit, the Trust for Public Land (TPL), and turn it into parkland.

Depending on the outcome, the legal challenge to the county’s fast-track plan to take over the golf course is shaping up as a potential triple bogey. The county is currently overseeing a revenue-deficit golf business that will cost it $62,300 in maintenance fees by year’s end; it’s looking at a finding in favor of a CEQA study that could run into the millions of dollars (the county has balked at such an outcome and says a negative ruling could put the kibosh on the whole plan); and there is the potential that environmental remediation of the golf course could threaten the very creeks the open-space initiative is designed to protect and enhance.

Why would the county need to conduct a full environmental review in order to return a golf course that’s been operational since 1961 to a more “natural” state?

Fair question. And supporters of the CEQA challenge that there are a bunch of reasons. The course contains an underground garbage pit from a ranch that was dug up in the early 1960s and that has all sorts of paint cans, farm implements, cans of oil and the like; the minerals chromite and mariposite were excavated nearby in the 1960s; fire-hazardous ghost pine trees populate the golf course; artifacts from Native Americans have also been discovered; and there’s an unremediated underground contaminant leak that the California Water Resource Board GeoTracker has an eye on.

And then there’s the Back 9, where gold mining occurred during the 1870s—and where, also in the 1960s, cinnabar deposits were “used to construct earthworks on the golf course,” according to an online explainer from the organization San Geronimo Valley Stewards. They are supporting the CEQA review and according to their website, support a continuation of recreational golf in the valley—and further efforts at local creek restoration, too.—Tom Gogola

Voter’s Guide, Part One

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Welcome to Part One of our Voter’s Guide. We’ll be back next week with more on local measures on the municipal and district ballots in Marin County, and on the various statewide propositions under consideration.

—The Pacific Sun Brain Trust

District Measure: Measure W

Support

Fourth District Supervisor Dennis Rodoni appears to have staked his political future on a measure in West Marin that would raise the local transient occupancy tax (TOT) paid by hoteliers, innkeepers and short-term renters by 4 percent, to 14 percent. The rest of the hotels and campsites and short-term residential rentals in Marin County would remain at a 10 percent county TOT tax levied on rentals. The $1.3 million in anticipated annual revenue is earmarked for affordable-housing programs and enhancing firefighting capacity in Marin County.

There are good reasons to support Measure W, even if it does highlight the county’s apparent capitulation to the demands and possibilities of a short-term-rental economy now raging in vacation-focused parts of the county. This is a taxation issue now, not a zoning one. The county has not moved to enforce or enhance zoning ordinances targeted at commercial operations in residential neighborhoods.

The zoning zealots have a great point, but it’s no reason to oppose W. And while we’re sympathetic to the “No On W” folks who own small hotels and inns in West Marin—and don’t appreciate that the TOT tweak is also being directed at their businesses and exploited via the advent of short-term home renters (now their main competitors)—it’s a reasonable tax with the right beneficiaries in mind: affordable housing and firefighters.

One concern raised by local business owners is whether the hike will scare off visitors to West Marin and/or force hotel owners to raise their rates. We’re pretty sure that a 14 percent TOT—which is also the rate in the great Marin County vacation-feeder of San Francisco—won’t break the bank for small businesses asked to shoulder this particular load. Call us cheeky for saying so.

Advisory Measure Only: Measure X

Oppose

Measure X was prompted by homeowners in Bolinas who say they are sick of people street-camping in town and creating, they say, all sorts of parking and public-safety problems. There’s no denying that the weekend parking situation in town is not helped by the numerous people who have made downtown streets their homes, and it’s true that the occasional street-camper will act out in unpredictable and violent manner, as any resident can tell you. According to the Marin County voter’s guide, Measure X would pave the way for a resolution that would include Brighton Avenue, Park Avenue and Wharf Road in downtown Bolinas as county roads “where there shall be no overnight parking of vehicles, except for automobiles, motorcycles and pickups, between the hours of 11pm and 5am.”

This measure is strictly advisory and is being requested by the Bolinas Community Public Utility District, the governing body in town. The measure seeks advice from residents that the utility district would use in making a determination about whether or not to pursue with a full-on parking regulation. It’s highly contested in town, but has the support of Rodoni, the Marin County Sheriff’s Office, downtown locals who own homes, and some downtown businesses.

Opponents have stressed that the consequences for those who live in their vehicles downtown would be awful. The downtown street-living scene is populated with struggling single mothers, locally raised artists and various free thinkers, freaks, would-be homesteaders—and is also peppered with an admittedly scraggly fringe that will occasionally reek of meth.

Some street-campers are residents who were priced out or bailed out from a dwindling market of available rentals—thanks in no small measure to the advent of Airbnb and the changing culture of West Marin. There isn’t a whole lot of affordable housing available that doesn’t come with four wheels and a scruffy puppy tied to the rear axle.

It’s a tough call given the genuine problems raised by supporters of X, which includes excessive water usage downtown and some 18 such permanently parked live-in vehicles, which is a real drag on an already nightmarish weekend parking situation. Still, we’re opposed on the broader principle that struggling people aren’t really the problem here, but a symptom of the affordable-housing problem. And besides, everyone knows what happens to unpopular street signage when and if it should arrive in Bolinas.

Countywide Measure: Measure AA

Support

Measure AA is a pretty non-controversial measure to extend an extant sales tax in the county that’s been in place since 2004 and is designed to raise money to fix the local roads and Highway 101, among a slew of transportation-related targets for the tax revenue. It’s a half-cent sales tax that provides $27 million annually to the county’s transportation coffers. The special tax expires on March 31, 2025; Measure AA extends it through 2049.

Opponents of Measure AA make a point that’s getting pretty tiresome: all that Measure AA tax money that’s already been raised—and they still haven’t fixed the roads or the potholes in Marin County. Even if anti-tax zealots in Marin County are opposed, the San Rafael Chamber of Commerce, among other pro-biz organizations, is in favor. So are we. The roads are a mess.

Statewide Elections

Governor

Gavin Newsom

Well, duh. Did anyone think the oldest continuously published alt-weekly in the United States was going to endorse the Republican John Cox for governor? Cox’s campaign in its entirety seems to be predicated on coaxing road rage from voters over last year’s SB 1, and this year’s Proposition 6, which seeks to repeal it (see below for more).

There are, of course, concerns with Newsom. They begin, perhaps petulantly observed on our part, with Newsom’s failure to provide a candidate’s statement to the California state voter’s guide. Whatever his campaign’s reason for withholding a statement, not participating in this most basic of civic activities—helping voters make an informed decision—smacks of a candidate that’s so far ahead in the polls that why bother even indicating that there’s a race at all, competitive or otherwise? Yes, Nate Silver gives Cox a 1 percent chance of defeating Newsom this year, but 1 percent is not zero percent, and we all know how the 1 percent’s been faring under Trump. After 2016, we’re not taking anything for granted, and neither should Newsom.

The no-participation posture smacks of the very sense of my-turn entitlement that the Lt. Governor’s detractors tag him with. That’s a posture that may not serve Newsom well in Sacramento. At least Jerry Brown knew how to throw the impudent yahoos of the California right a bone or two on occasion, if not the frackers.

U.S. Senator

Kevin de Leon

As other wags have observed, Kevin de Leon did not acquit himself in a particularly senatorial manner when he teed-off on longstanding incumbent Sen. Dianne Feinstein during the Brett Kavanaugh hearing, over Feinstein’s admittedly weird handling of Christine Blasey-Ford’s letter of complaint against the frat-boy judge. Feinstein gets a lot of knocks for her national security hawkishness—she voted in favor of the disastrous 2003 invasion of Iraq—and for being insufficiently confrontational when it comes to the issue of the lunatic in the White House. At last blush, Feinstein’s up by some 10 points in the polls, which indicates that the state’s not as ready to bail out on the senator as its more progressive quadrants would have one believe.

But the bottom line is that Feinstein’s been in office way too long, is compromised by her establishment cred and her family millions, and it’s time for a change. Whether de Leon can deliver is a subject for another day, but we’re willing to take the chance.

State Assembly

Marc Levine

Levine’s opponents have described themselves as the more-progressive version of the popular San Rafael state assemblyman, as they often note his support from various big business and corporate interests in Sacramento. Still, we’re going with Levine this time around. This choice reminds us of the old days around election day when alternative weeklies were faced with endorsing a mainstream Democratic candidate for president—and instead lurched forth with self-serving editorial jeremiads about how awesome it would be if Ralph Nader were president.

As much as we like Levine challenger Dan Monte and appreciate his persistence and keep-him-honest critique of Levine, the incumbent has proved to be an accessible and decent fellow—and we were impressed with his efforts on behalf of undocumented children during Trump’s zero-tolerance moment of maximum misanthropy earlier this year, and with his bill targeting sexual-harassing lobbyists signed by Gov. Brown at the end of the legislative session. If nothing else, that’s exactly the kind of legislation that can begin to redeem middle-aged white men from their current national status as a rather fraught, if not downright icky, demographic.

Secretary of State

Alex Padilla

Even if the Pacific Sun were pre-inclined to support the Democrat Alex Padilla in his race for Secretary of State this year, his opponent, Mark P. Meuser, is worth a shout-out if for no other reason than—wow!

Meuser’s entire candidate statement in the state voter’s guide is devoted to one thing and one thing only: scrubbing the voter rolls in California so that there are no dead people, undocumented immigrants or duplicate registrations. “If the rolls remain bloated,” writes Mueser, an attorney with a San Rafael campaign address, “special interests are able to use money and influence to elect bought and paid-for politicians.” Cynical translation: Unless we start throwing as many Democrats off the voter rolls as possible, California Republicans may never emerge from an obscurity of their own extremist, anti-immigrant making.

In any other year and under any other federal administration, Meuser’s emphasis on cleaning up the voter rolls might seem reasonable and even necessary. And, hey, it’s part of the Secretary of State’s job to oversee elections. It’s not the Secretary of State’s job, however, to use his power to sway elections.

Meuser’s manifesto smacks of the same sort of flagrant voter suppression efforts undertaken by other secretaries of state around the country who are Republican—i.e., Kansas vote suppressor and Trump patsy Kris Kobach—and who have gleefully championed the worst of the worst when it comes to Trump and his autocratic-incompetent bent.

The reality-show president has made a lot of noise about how, were it not for all those illegal voters, he would have taken California in 2016, and he’s pledged to win the popular vote next time around, after losing it by more than 3 million votes to Hillary Clinton—and that was even after the Russian hookers whizzed onto the scene with advice on how to properly rig an election.

We’re opposed to any attempt, however gussied in civic duty, to deny people the right to vote under the guise of potential election “fraud” that’s been demonstrated to be a “total and complete lie” by any reasonable person or researcher who’s done the legwork.

Statewide Propositions

Proposition 6

Oppose

C’mon, Republicans, give it a rest already. Proposition 6 aims to revoke 2017’s SB 1, which slapped a new gas tax on gallons purchased and with an eye toward dedicating the annual revenue to fixing the decrepit transportation infrastructure in the state. It’s a totally necessary and reasonable tax on a fossil fuel that ought to be shown the door in any event. But more to the point: back in the old days, elected officials of any party would wear it as badge of honor if their constituents referred to them as, say, Sen. Pothole—it indicated a down-and-dirty embrace of constituents’ most pressing, street-level concerns. Nowadays, any mention of a tax is met with road-raging Republicans hell-bent on driving this nation into the ditch—if only until they rescue it by throwing all the immigrants out of the country.

Stay tuned for another round of prickly endorsements and observations in next week’s issue.

Guide Dogs for the Blind

There are a lot of dog lovers in the North Bay, to be sure, but the folks at San Rafael’s Guide Dogs for the Blind take things to another level. More than an industry-leading guide-dog school, the nonprofit has spent 76 years serving blind or visually impaired clients—free of charge—and has inspired others around the world to follow their lead.

“The reason I came to Guide Dogs for the Blind was because of the power of the human-animal bond and the positive impact that has,” says CEO and president Christine Benninger, who joined the nonprofit four years ago after running the Humane Society of Silicon Valley for nearly two decades. “We’re the power of the human-animal bond on steroids.”

Established in 1942, the school serves clients in the United States and Canada, and is the largest guide-dog training organization in North America. Consisting of two 13-acre campuses, one in San Rafael and one in Boring, Ore. Guide Dogs for the Blind (GDB) breeds 900 puppies a year, and trains and graduates 320 teams of dogs and their clients annually under a rigorous program that has made them worldwide leaders in the field.

“People from all over the world come study our methodologies,” says Benninger.

Those methods include positive reinforcement training, a concept pioneered by the Humane Society and adopted by GDB 15 years ago.

The first dog-training methods came from the military, where punishment was used as reinforcement. Not so anymore. Guide Dog for the Blind’s positive reinforcement is so successful, in fact, that the 24-week training cycle has been reduced by half, to a 12-week cycle with an even higher success rate, “because the dog’s spirit is not being broken,” Benninger says.

While the training may last only three months, the process for the dogs starts when they’re three days old, when volunteers called “cuddlers” sit with moms and puppies. “Our dogs from the earliest age possible are marking on people,” says Benninger.

After receiving intensive socialization, the pups are sent to one of 2,000 puppy raisers located in 10 Western states to learn house manners and basic skills like walking on a leash and heeling. They come back to the campus when they’re between 14 and 16 months old, and enter the 12-week training process.

Recently, GDB was the subject of the documentary Pick of the Litter, which followed five guide dogs from birth through graduation. Anyone interested in GDB should watch the film, and North Bay residents who want to see some dogs in-person are welcomed to Guide Dogs for the Blind’s public graduation ceremonies. The next one takes place on Oct. 27 at the San Rafael campus. These public events honor guide dogs who provide for the community, but they also allow clients to meet the committed puppy raisers who cared for their canine heroes.

“Guidework is the most complicated of all the types of service work, because guide dogs have to make independent decisions for a person,” says Benninger. “The dog has to evaluate if a command is going to put their person in harm’s way and to disobey that command. That takes a pretty special dog.”

Beyond walking their blind or visually impaired person around everyday obstacles like traffic or stairwells, a guide dog’s role in caring for their person can go much deeper. Benninger tells a story about a client living in a big city whose dog took her to the lobby of her office building rather than the elevators as she had commanded. Once in the lobby, the dog led her to a couch where she began to feel disoriented and immediately had a stroke. She was seen in the lobby and got the medical help she needed. Had she been in the elevator at the time, Benninger says, who knows what help might have arrived.

“It speaks to the relationship guide dogs have with their person,” she says. “These teams are pretty remarkable.”—Charlie Swanson

 

Guide Dogs for the Blind Graduation Ceremony will be unleashed on Saturday, Oct. 27, at 350 Los Ranchitos Road, San Rafael. Tours at 10:30am and noon; ceremony at 1:30pm. Free. 800.295.4050.

Ceres Community Project

Ceres Community Project was created by Sebastopol chef Catherine Couch in 2008 and has evolved from one woman helping a friend into an organization that touches the lives of thousands. “A friend of Catherine’s asked if she could teach her teenage daughter how to cook,” says Ceres communications director Deborah Ramelli. As the story goes, Couch struggled to incorporate a teen with no cooking experience into her catering business, but as Ramelli says with a chuckle, “Catherine does not like to say no.”

So Couch devoted one day a week to cooking with the young girl for friends who had been diagnosed with various serious illnesses, cancer among them. “What she noticed was that this teen had not only gained cooking skills but also a sense of pride, accomplishment and empowerment from what she did,” Ramelli says. When Couch saw the effect cooking for sick friends had on the teen, she recognized the potential for blending food, youth and helping those who are struggling with illness. Ceres Community Project was born.

The organization, which has branches in San Rafael, Santa Rosa and Sebastopol, operates on several principles, the first being that everything is connected. “When we are considering employing practices, we approach it from a holistic view,” says Ramelli. “For example, organic food: it will have less of a toxic burden on the people who are sick; [it] is important because we are supporting practices we believe in; and it is encouraging a more sustainable planet. We believe all these elements are intertwined.”

And the intertwined elements tend to have staying power for those who embrace them. Families who come through the Ceres Project, says Ramelli, are likely to remain mindful about the food they are buying. “We know from our surveys that many of our clients change their eating habits for the better. So although the food is ephemeral, there is a lasting impact in terms of [families] eating less processed food, less sugar, and cooking more meals from scratch. The same thing goes for teens.”

The Ceres Project also has a big influence on the young adults it employs. “Youths come into a community where they have an experience of food,” Ramelli says. “They are involved in the whole process of what it takes to make a meal, from the garden to the kitchen, and then hearing what a difference that single meal makes on a family. They get a bigger understanding of what their role could be in the world.”

Ceres’ teens have gone on to work in professional fields across the spectrum. One teen who worked at the project for years credits her criminal law career to a street outreach program Ceres put on. She worked with Ceres on a project that reached out to homeless youth living in a shelter, and provided them with the knowledge on how to make healthful meals on a budget.

“Food is the vehicle,” says Ramelli, “but the impact is so much broader.”—Aiyana Moya

Mike the Knife

Slasher films never seemed particularly frightening, even in their heyday, circa 1975–85, which David Gordon Green’s Halloween tries to commemorate.

Like flaunting the silly Satanic emblems of heavy metal, seeing slasher films was a tribal custom—and the deeper you were in the country, the more their paraphernalia repelled bores and evangelicals. John Carpenter’s Halloween (1978) featured a killer named Michael Myers, who became the standard of old “Knifey” McKniferson that all later sequels and ripoffs came to use. But the movie was better looking than it needed to be, it had an unsettling keyboard score, and it’s blasé star, Jamie Lee Curtis, possessed a haunting air of trauma, getting viewers into the proper frame of mind even before the bodies started falling.

Curtis’ Laurie Strode always knew Michael Myers would be back. She’s now a 60-ish hermit hiding in a rural fortress. Laurie shrugs off the guilt about how her own daughter, Karen, was taken by protective services when the girl was 12: “If she’s prepared for the horror of this world, I can live with that.” Being stalked by an unkillable maniac is maybe hard to imagine. It’s a little easier to understand the horror of being raised in a bunker by a prepper.

Now grown up, Karen (Judy Greer) is a woman trying to keep everything normal, and failing at the job. It’s clear the white-masked Myers’ last opponent will be Laurie’s granddaughter, Allyson (the promising Andi Matichak).

Green (Pineapple Express, Prince Avalanche) isn’t a brilliant pop-up engineer, but he provides a great deal of texture and a credible idea of how the cycle of violence turns. Myers, nicknamed “the Shape” to make an already abstract threat even more so, is full of the usual contradictions. He lumbers like Frankenstein’s monster and yet he’s faster than the eye can see.

Halloween isn’t scary, but, like the film that started it, it is moody. What survives is the malice endemic to the genre. The slasher series is the pessimistic side of an old cinematic pleasure, where, instead of seeing Buster Keaton or 007 bounce back from certain death, we are subjected to an iteration of morbid resurrections featuring the unkillable quality of motiveless, mute, faceless evil.

‘Halloween’ is playing in wide release in the North Bay.

 

Hero Zero

Hero

Ken Pontac of Sausalito was not the least bit amused by the “Mexican Man” costume he found at Spirit Halloween store in Marin City. He posted a photo of the costume with the comment, “Tone deaf much?” on his Facebook page. Perhaps it’s a symptom of Trumpism and his rants against the people of Mexico that prompted the store to carry it. We decided to find out by visiting the store and speaking with assistant manager Amari Allison. She took one look at the costume in our hand and without hesitation said, “That isn’t right.” Right on, Amari. We showed her where we found it (the store is huge) and without hesitation she pulled every last one of the racist costumes from the display. What we thought would be a Zero turned into a Hero story. Thank you, Ken and Amari.

Zero

For years, our tirades about people who don’t clean up after their dogs went unheeded. Now it appears some folks got part of the message, but still aren’t clear on the entire concept. Follow carefully. Pick up your dog’s poop, put it in a bag and discard it in a proper trash receptacle. We don’t want to see excrement, or the bags containing it, in the middle of the scenic trail we’re hiking on. Keep your bags with you. If you have multiple dogs, bring a plastic shopping bag with handles and throw the poopy bags in it. We figured it all out for you. You’re welcome.

Got a Hero or a Zero? Please send submissions to ni***************@ya***.com. Toss roses, hurl stones with more Heroes and Zeroes at pacificsun.com.

The Mutation of the Mother Hips

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­­Located on the outermost edge of civilization, a world and millennia away from Mesopotamia, California has never stopped evolving. While humanity has trudged ever westward through the rise and fall of empires, cloaked in bearskins, then togas and then Birkenstocks, a small group of modern troubadours have spent their time penning songs for the ages, the Mother Hips.

The band’s story can be found in documentaries like Patrick Murphree’s Stories We Could Tell and Bill DeBlonk’s This Is the Sound, and a coffee-table photo book by Jay Blakesberg, as well as thousands of articles and interviews. In essence it goes like this: In 1990, Chico State students, guitarists and songwriters Tim Bluhm (now a resident of San Anselmo) and Greg Loiacono met, partied and found their voices to be two sides of a coin. They formed the Mother Hips with Isaac Parsons (bass) and Mike Wofchuck (drums) in 1991. The group’s 1993 freshman album, Back to the Grotto, accompanied by their electrifying live performances, bound them, first and foremost, heart and soul, to the Chico scene.

It should be noted that the Chico scene in the early ’90s was, in a word, epic. Newly kegged Sierra Nevada Pale Ale fueled wild bacchanal fraternity parties where the Mother Hips provided the soundtrack, weaving in and out of the last vestige of true Animal House shenanigans. It was in this cauldron of bubbling, fermenting creation that the Mother Hips materialized. The Mother Hips were adamantly not a hippie band, not a jam band—they were singular and searching for something new to be heard. As Rolling Stone magazine summarized it, “The Mother Hips are divinely inspired by the four great (North) American B’s: the Byrds, Buffalo Springfield, the Band and the Beach Boys.”

The Mother Hips’ look and attitude shaped their image, but it was craftsmanship and a dedication to songwriting that attracted the attention of Rick Rubin’s American Recordings. The renegade label oversaw the band’s beautiful second and third releases, Part-Timer Goes Full (1995) and Shootout (1996).

In the last 25 years, the Mother Hips have released 10 must-be-heard albums that have influence bands who see them as pioneers of a sound dubbed “California soul.” From the Dead Winter Carpenters to the Infamous Stringdusters, there is a legion of bands trekking the road the Mother Hips paved.

Their latest album, 2018’s Chorus, fits perfectly in line with all their releases; in fact, it’s an iteration of everything that has come before. It is their most stripped-down effort, an exploration of the decade’s worth of sounds the band has mined, harvested and put through its rock tumbler. While the previous nine albums were the work of Martian mind melds, this latest is the work of rugged individualists—something John Muir might have listened to if he had an iPod while he traversed the redwoods, the jagged coastline and the snowy peaks of Northern California.

The world is definitely in a bout of chaos right now, and—if art imitates life—the Mother Hips are mirroring that flux. Changes in the band are coming as quickly as the color of the autumn leaves are mutating. Pushing three decades into their career, the Mother Hips are currently a trio, as the cover of Chorus shows, down to Bluhm, Loiacono and longtime drummer, since 1997, John Hofer.

Bassist Scott Thunes, who brought a catalyst of energy to the band over the last few years, is gone. Longtime friend Jackie Greene played bass for the recording of Chorus, but the position of bass guitar is now in the hands of Brian Rashap, house bassist at Terrapin Crossroads in Marin since 2013. From his early work in a Southern California Grateful Dead cover band called Station EXP to becoming Phil Lesh’s production manager and bass tech on tour, it’s been nothing short of a long, strange trip for Rashap.

Steely-eyed co-founder Loiacono is philosophical when it comes to the changes the band endures. “I enjoy playing with different configurations and seeing what new people bring to our songs,” he says.

It’s impossible to record an album in a vacuum. Sometimes the music drives the band, and sometimes, as in the case of Chorus, the personal lives of the band members drive the music. It cannot be downplayed that Tim Bluhm’s last three years formed much of the sentiment of this album. A very public divorce with songstress Nicki Bluhm weighs heavily over the album, as does the 2015 extreme-sporting accident that left Bluhm with a shattered right hip, a completely snapped left ankle and other injuries.

Every album that came before Chorus was the product of four strong personalities bouncing off each other’s ideas. Power struggles and dynamics shaped intricate lyrics with lattice-work melodies. Bluhm and Loiacono may seem forever bound to each other musically, but the last several years have found them growing apart. While Loiacono was developing as an artist—going solo, refining his guitar work to a fine sheen, grinding with a number of other bands (Green Leaf Rustlers and the Chris Robinson Band)—Bluhm was trapped in his own body, enduring a recovery process that included over a dozen surgeries, bone infections and other complications.

But 2018 has found the Mother Hips in new form, revolving their extensive catalogue into ever-changing set lists to please old and new fans alike. Each step the band takes contributes to their complex, rich story, and as is often noted, it is the journey not the destination that matters.

And for the Mother Hips, the journey is ever forward, further and beyond.

The Mother Hips play Tuesday and Wednesday, Oct. 30 and 31, at Sweetwater Music Hall, 19 Corte Madera Ave., Mill Valley. Doors open, 7pm; show, 8pm. $32 advance; $35 at the door. 415.388.3850.

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Dark Journey

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What was he doing, the great god Pan, / Down in the reeds by the river? / Spreading ruin and scattering ban . . .

These opening lines from the Elizabeth Barrett Browning poem “A Musical Instrument” are spoken midway through Amy Herzog’s The Great God Pan, now running in a gripping production directed by Taylor Korobow at Petaluma’s Cinnabar Theater. It’s an 85-minute-long treatise on the power of memory, its oft-foggy character and the ruin that can emerge from the deep recesses of the mind.

Frank (Nick Sholley) and Jamie (Aaron Wilton) are childhood friends who have not seen each other in 25 years. Frank has reached out to Jamie to share some disturbing information: he’s filing a case against his father for sexual abuse, and he wants to know if Jamie has anything he wants to share.

Jamie, while insistent that nothing happened, begins to investigate his own past. He speaks to his parents (Richard Pallaziol, Susan Gundunas), who have their own revelation to share, and his old babysitter Polly (Kate Brickley), who is suffering from the onset of dementia but clearly remembers other events from Jamie’s childhood quite differently than he does.

The situation has added stress to an already brittle relationship with his girlfriend and social-worker-in-training Paige (Taylor Diffenderfer), who thinks Jamie’s childhood events may be an explanation for his homophobia, commitment issues and sexual problems. Or are Jamie’s problems a reflection of his upbringing by loving but aloof parents? Or are they just his problems?

And what of Frank? Polly remembers him as a liar. He himself says there are events he remembers that he chose not to think about, and things that he didn’t remember until recently. And then there are things recently described to him that he still doesn’t remember—yet. Even if everything he says is true, was Jamie ever involved?

The entire ensemble is superb with Wilton giving a tremendous performance as Jamie, a man whose very structured life is on the verge of collapse as he seeks answers to the questions raised by Frank. Those questions hover over the play like the forest-like set pieces designed by Jon Tracy. Tracy’s set is a terrific physical manifestation of the fluidity of memory, and the cast’s interaction with and manipulation of it is a mesmerizing component of the show.

An intriguing story, riveting performances and striking design combine to make a show that, once seen, is not easily forgotten.

‘The Great God Pan’ runs through Oct. 28 at Cinnabar Theater, 3333 Petaluma Blvd. N., Petaluma. Friday–Saturday, 8pm; Sunday, 2pm. $15–$50. 707.763.8920. cinnabartheater.org.

Day of Durell

The first single-vineyard Syrah that I remember having was a Kendall-Jackson wine from the Durell Vineyard in Sonoma Valley. It was way back in the 1990s, but the silky, sinuous wine proved memorable.

Later, I saw that a grapevine nursery was offering a Syrah clone called “Durell.” Must be some special vineyard, right? So I was delighted to accept an invitation to Destination Durell this month, a pilgrimage to the home of the mother vine of a great California Syrah.

At the parking area, I hop on an electric cart that whirs toward a low hill topped with vineyard rows. But the tour stops at an oak-shaded grove. This event, hosted by Three Sticks Wines, is more of a wine club party (signing up to the list will also net you an invitation) than the educational tour I’d hoped for. But onward: there’s an educational opportunity at the first winetasting station I visit after slurping a candied splash of Three Sticks 2016 Pinot Blanc ($50) offered at check-in.

At the “Durell Zone,” there’s 2016 Durell Vineyard Chardonnay ($55), as crisp and rich as a toasty butter cookie, and 2016 Pinot Noir ($70), which in this vintage is a rich baritone to the tenor of the winery’s Gap’s Crown Pinot Noir ($70). But where’s the Syrah?

I ask the guy pouring the wines if he can help. Yes he can, since Rob Harris is director of vineyard operations for the whole outfit owned by venture-capitalist-turned-vintner Bill Price. Harris gives me the bad news about the original Syrah: “It’s no longer with us.”

But mourn it not: cuttings from the original vines live on in a block sold to Ram’s Gate Winery by Ellie Phipps Price, who bought it in 1998 with then-husband Bill. The other block of Syrah, sold to Chateau St. Jean for a single-vineyard bottling, is just some more common Syrah, like clone 1, says Harris.

Ah, the plot thickens. Durell’s Syrah originated from a test vine from UC Davis’ Foundation Plant Services (FPS) planted in 1973, then called Shiraz 1 because it came from Australia. Later cuttings got the Durell designation after growers requested it by that name, and it came back to the wine world via FPS as Syrah clone 8.

Durell is mainly a Pinot Noir and Chardonnay vineyard, after all, but Three Sticks pays homage to this complicated history with a red field blend of white and red Rhône varieties called Casteñada ($45). A mélange of Syrah, Grenache, Grenache Blanc, Viognier and Marsanne, it’s refreshingly uncomplicated.

Find Durell Vineyard wines at Three Sticks Wines, Chateau St. Jean, Ram’s Gate Winery, Dunstan Wines and others.

Cage Match

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In late September, the Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office arrested 58 animal-rights protesters who were protesting—and allegedly trespassing and stealing chickens—at McCoy Poultry Services in Petaluma. It was the third such protest this year of regional chicken-and-egg processors by the animal-rights activists at Direct Action Everywhere (DxE).

Days before the animal-rights protest and alleged chicken theft at McCoy, the Sonoma County Farm Bureau announced an upcoming forum called “Beyond the Fence Line,” promoted as an informational session for farmers and ranchers in the area as they grapple with an uptick in animal-rights activism. The announcement reads: “Are you prepared for an activist targeting your farm, ranch or business? Few are. Don’t wait until you are in an unfortunate situation to realize you don’t have the tools you need to prepare for and manage activists.”

Scheduled speakers at the Oct. 29 event include Hannah Thompson-Weeman of the national nonprofit Animal Agriculture Alliance; Mike Weber of Weber Family Farms in Petaluma; local environmental lawyer Tina Wallis; and Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office (SCSO) Captain Jim Naugle. The event is being held at the Santa Rosa Junior College’s Shone Farm in Forestville; tickets are $20 for Farm Bureau members and $50 for non-members. Everyone’s invited to attend, according to the press release.

The rise in animal-rights activism locally arrives as state voters are being asked to vote on Proposition 12 this November. The measure sets out to revise current state law when it comes to regulations around cage-free animals, including calves, breeding pigs and egg hens.

Current state law under 2008’s animal-welfare-oriented Proposition 2 says that the animals “must be able to turn around freely, lie down, stand up and fully extend their limbs.” There’s no cage-free mandate in the state of California, even though Proposition 2 originally set out to make California a cage-free state by 2015.

Critics of Proposition 12 have pounced on what they call an unseemly agreement between the Washington, D.C.–based Humane Society and hen-egg corporate interests such as the United Egg Producers—not to mention big egg buyers like McDonald’s, which has joined with the popular and politically correct “cage-free” movement in recent years.

The state pushed out an anti-cruelty henhouse measure via Proposition 2 in 2008, and according to its intent, hens were supposed to have been cage-free for three years by now. That didn’t happen, say animal-rights activists from the Humane Farming Association, Friends of Animals, and Californians Against Cruelty, Cages and Fraud. In their rebuttal to Proposition 12, they argue that the “negligent drafting” of Proposition 2 means that “millions of egg-laying hens still suffer in egg-factory cages throughout California”—and will continue to do so at least through 2022, under Proposition 12.

Proposition 12, say critics, repeals Proposition 2 and only requires that hens, caged or otherwise, get one square foot of floor space by 2020. The new cage-free date with destiny is now set for 2022. Other notable opponents of Proposition 12 include People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals.

Calves raised for veal would be required to have 43 square feet of floor space, and breeding pigs would have 24 square feet of floor space by 2022, under Proposition 12.

Still, Proposition 12 is supported by Matt Johnson at DxE, even if the group hasn’t taken a position. He highlights that it’s an improvement over Proposition 2 in that it would increase enforcement activities that are now not being pursued by local agencies. “Sonoma authorities are supposed to be serving the public good,” he says, “but they are very close to the farmers. Prop. 12 gives us hope insofar as the California Department of Food and Agriculture is now the enforcement mechanism,” not local authorities.

The same group of protesters has targeted Liberty Duck, Petaluma Farms and McCoy Poultry in recent months, says SCSO spokesman Sgt. Spencer Crum. “It seems to be a continuing problem with this group,” he says.

Capt. Naugle says that the animal-rights group that has protested the Petaluma business is indeed characterized by its persistence—but that the late September mass arrest followed an earlier protest where nobody had been arrested. There were several meetings between the SCSO, and other county officials, and the group, between the first and second protests this year, Naugle says. Thanks to those meetings, a recent protest at Poultry Farms was uneventful to the extent that nobody was accused of trespassing or stealing chickens. “They stayed with the agreement,” he says.

The peaceful-protest agreement did not hold. The sheriff’s office got no heads-up from DxE in advance of the September protest at McCoy, Naugle says. As a result, “[t]hey broke they law and were arrested.”

DxE has a different take and believes that it is legally obliged, under California’s animal-welfare statute (section 597e of the penal code), to step in and save animals that they believe are being treated cruelly. Direct Action Everywhere member and attorney Jon Frohnmayer says that the substance of the meeting he attended with Sonoma County—which included the County Counsel’s office along with SCSO and the Department of Health—“was our presentation of our analysis [of 597e], that any sort of of animal cruelty, even to pigs, chickens and cows, is criminal under California law.”

The law, Frohnmayer charges, allows anyone to give food and water to any animal that’s been denied food or water for up to 12 hours. As such, DxE believes that it is legally empowered, if not obligated, to take matters into its own hands when, for example, whistleblowers come forward with damning videos of allegedly suffering animals.

No final charges have issued from the Sonoma County District Attorney stemming from the heated September confrontation at McCoy. “My understanding is that we are still reviewing the cases,” says Donna Edwards, media coordinator for Sonoma County District Attorney Jill Ravitch. She suggested the Bohemian check in again in a week.

Activists arrived at McCoy wearing Tyvek suits, notes Naugle—indicating an intent to trespass onto the bio-secure property. He says eventual charges “may include trespassing, conspiracy to commit burglary [and] . . . conspiracy to steal the chickens.”

Naugle says the SCSO’s input at the Oct. 28 Farm Bureau event will be to educate attendees on the balance between activists’ right to protest peacefully and lawfully, and a business’ right to remain free of trespassers—let alone chicken thieves.

Direct Action Everywhere has no plans to disrupt the event, but the organization is none too happy about the lineup and what it sees as a consistent failure to appreciate the state’s animal-cruelty law as it intersects with the general public’s right to free allegedly abused animals from wherever they may be living.

“They are literally having law enforcement going to the Beyond the Fence Line, but under the law, what we’re doing is justified,” says Johnson. “They are plainly taking sides.”

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