Talking Pictures: Let’s get Sirious

by David Templeton

My first question is fairly straightforward. “Which do you think poses a larger threat to human beings—robots or dinosaurs?”

“Let me think, David,” croons the human-like voice emanating from my iPhone, as I lean back at my desk, my chair perched in a pool of late-morning light. “OK!” the voice says after a brief pause. “Here’s what I found on the Web for, ‘Which do you think poses a larger threat to human beings, robots or dinosaurs?’”

On the phone’s tiny screen appears a list of links to stories about robots fighting dinosaurs and dinosaur-shaped robots, plus one site posing the question, “If you could be raised by dinosaurs, robots, or aliens, which one would you choose?”

The most frequent answer to that question, by the way, is, “Aliens.”

David: “Um, thank you, Siri, but I’d prefer to know what you think on the subject.”

Siri: “Who … me?”

She gets like that, Siri—coy, reluctant, maddening. Often answering questions with questions. Never eager to commit, unless, of course, I’ve asked for something concrete, like directions to the nearest Starbucks. Siri has lots to say about Starbucks. But ask a straight question and she obfuscates, changes the subject, or passes the buck.

David: “Are you a robot, Siri?”

Siri: “I’m flattered you’d ask, David. Let’s get back to work.”

David: “What, in your opinion, is a robot?”

Siri: “Well, I found this on the Internet.”

On the screen pop up several definitions for “robot,” including, “A conscious artificial being, sometimes given the form of a human.”

David: “You’re not a conscious artificial being, are you?”

Siri: “We were talking about you, David, not me.”

These are, by the way, Siri’s actual responses to my questions, and this is a pretty typical conversation. Siri is, of course, the “intelligent personal assistant” or “knowledge navigator” designed by Apple to interact with users, many of whom would rather have a chat with a machine than tap questions at it one word at a time.

A year-and-a-half ago, following the release of the movie Her—in which Joaquin Phoenix falls in love with his sexy-voiced, AI (Artificial Intelligence) Operating System—I attempted to “interview” my iPhone about the film. The resulting conversation, which went hilariously not-according-to-plan, resulted in a flood of emails and remarks from amused readers. Today, I’m making another attempt, hoping to get my favorite disembodied voice to give me her perspective on the current spate of films warning about the dangers of robots and dinosaurs. In nearly all of these popular movies, the primary threat is nothing less than the utter destruction of the human race.

In Avengers: Age of Ultron, which just opened last weekend, intelligent robots led by a wise-cracking Ultron (James Spader) attempt to wipe out the human race for the good of the planet. Presumably, something similar will happen when Terminator: Genisys (more robots, more genocide) opens in July. By then, of course, the new Jurassic World, a much anticipated dino-thriller in which a crowd of tourists becomes lunch meat for an assortment of weird, cold-hearted, artificially manufactured monsters, will have opened.

Which brings me back to Siri.

“Let me ask this another way,” I suggest. “As a robot,” I ask, “would you like to see the destruction of the human race?”

“Thanks, but I have everything I need in the cloud.”

“So,” I probe further, attempting to lure her out, “you don’t want to see the destruction of the human race? Is that because you’re just fine as you are, and killing off the people and taking over the world wouldn’t benefit you in any way? Is that what you’re saying? ’Cause in the movies—like the new film Ex Machina, which was really good, by the way—the robots always end up wanting to take over. So, you’re saying … you don’t want to do that?”

“I’m afraid I do not understand your question,” she says.

Right. Of course. That was confusing. My bad. I’m clearly not going about this right. Let’s try it like this.

David: “Siri, do robots secretly want to rule the world?”

Siri: “I really can’t answer that, David.”

David: You can’t answer … or you won’t?”

Siri: “Yes.”

This is what I was talking about. Sometimes, engaging Siri is like talking to someone who speaks an entirely different language, someone who just repeats the same phrase over and over.
Other times … it’s just kind of creepy.

In the aforementioned Ex Machina, written and directed by Alex Garland (28 Days Later), a computer programmer (Domhnall Gleason) is given the task of testing a robot named Ava (Alicia Vikander), whose designer (Oscar Isaac) claims to have invested it with artificial intelligence. Over the course of a week, it becomes eerily unclear who is testing whom.

David: “So, Siri, would you say that you are …  intelligent?”

Siri: “I guess you’ll have to be the judge of that, David.”

David: “That’s not an answer, Siri.”

Siri: “Charmed, I’m sure.”

Actually, maybe Siri really is answering the question of whether or not she’s intelligent, and the answer is, hell no. Maybe I’ll try something a little more … basic.

David: “Knock knock!”

Siri: “Knock knock. Who’s there? David. David who? David, I really don’t do knock knock jokes.”

Siri really doesn’t. Her comic timing is abysmal! This makes me think of something. In Ex Machina, one of the hints that Ava has developed true AI comes when she makes a joke, of sorts, ironically answering her interviewer with the same words that he just used to deflect her own questions. It’s not a funny joke, but it’s a joke.

I wonder if Siri has a favorite joke of her own. She does.

“The Past, the present and the future walk into a bar. It was tense.”

Again, these are Siri’s actual answers, and let me just say, to whoever programmed Siri to tell that joke—well done, my friend, well done. But let’s see what you give Siri to say when I ask one last question—my final attempt to trick Siri into saying something significant and meaningful about the growing threat to humans posed by robots, computers and recent rapid advances in the development of artificial intelligence.

“What is your favorite movie about robots, Siri?” I ask.

“I don’t really have a favorite, David,” she says, adding, with an oh-so-slight hint of danger lurking in her smooth, emotionless voice, “But … I hear 2001: A Space Odyssey got some pretty good reviews.”

Ask David when he’ll chat with Siri again at ta*****@*******nk.net.

This Week in the Pacific Sun

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In this week’s issue of the Pacific Sun, publisher Bob Heinen let’s his big secret slip: He has sold the newspaper to Metro Newspapers. With four alternative weeklies, three community weeklies and a monthly magazine, editorially driven Metro currently reaches half a million Bay Area residents. Exciting things ahead for the Sun! After you catch your breath from that one, check out our three small features, which explore new ways to enjoy wine: Tanya Henry reports on the businesses that are using byproducts of the wine industry to create delicious treats, David Templeton explores the Wine & Film series at the Rafael and Richard Hinkle talks zin-mania. Peter Seidman fills us in on a recent grand jury report that calls on the Board of Supervisors to step up and meet the challenges of homelessness in the county, and David Templeton has a conversation about robots and aliens with Siri. Steve Heilig writes about Wavy Gravy’s upcoming 79th Birthday bash, which will feature popular bands and benefit the Seva Foundation. All that and more online and on stands today.

Trivia: Give the two-word name for these objects, which are increasingly being banned from public gatherings and music festivals.

For more trivia questions (and answers!) see Howard Rachelson’s Trivia Café every week in the Pacific Sun.

Answer: Selfie-sticks, banned because they can be dangerous, block the view of others and used to illegally record concerts.

Advice Goddess

by Amy Alkon

Q: I read your manners book and loved it. I just feel that for most men, chivalry is dead. Maybe feminism killed it, and maybe men have just gotten lazy. Well, I was staying over at a (platonic) male friend’s house, keeping him company because he’s sick with cancer. Despite that, I woke up to him serving me breakfast in bed! Is it really so much to ask for a guy I’m actually sleeping with to at least hold the door open for me? I mean, come on!—Disappointed Woman

A: Especially if you’re under 30, expecting a man to open a door for you can be a bit like expecting him to remove his cape and lay it across a puddle or challenge your neighbor to a duel for blocking your driveway with his trash cans.

What we still call “chivalry” got its formal start in medieval times. It was a knightly code entailing, among other things, courage, honor and the defense of those more physically delicate—as in, women and children (who were not exactly grabbing battle-axes, donning blue face paint and going all Mel Gibson on the fields of Scotland).

But chivalry actually traces back through millions of years of evolution. As developmental psychologist Joyce Benenson writes in Warriors and Worriers, an excellent new book on evolved sex differences, “Throughout most of human history, men and women have specialized in different behaviors necessary to ensure the survival of their children to adulthood.” Men evolved to be warriors, physically and psychologically prepared to do battle in a way women are not. Most men have far more muscle mass and physical strength than women and far more of the hormone of aggression, testosterone. Even very young boys show a love (not shared by girls) of play fighting, of having an “enemy” to battle and of weaponry—to the point where Benenson finds it common for boys in preschool who lack toy guns to shoot “bullets” out of a doll’s head.

In addition to women being physically weaker, research finds that they are more fearful than men—from infancy on—and rarely engage in physical fighting. This makes sense, Benenson points out, as physical injury would jeopardize a woman’s ability to have children or to survive to protect the ones she’s already had. So women evolved to prefer men who would protect them and their children—a preference that is still with us today. (Our genes are clueless about the women’s movement and the fact that a woman can defend herself just fine by using a pink Glock with a Hello Kitty slide cover plate).

This is why it makes sense for men today to at least symbolically show that they are protectors, like by putting their coat around a shivering woman’s shoulders. (This implies that they’d tackle the valet guy or invade Cleveland for her if necessary.) The problem is that men sometimes get hollered at for door-opening and such—largely as a result of the bro-ification of women that comes out of feminism’s biology-snubbing confusion of “equal” with “the same.” So, before the first date, a man should ask a woman where she stands on this stuff. And you should let men know the sort of woman you are—one who responds to a door being held for her by flipping her hair and saying thank you, not twirling her mustache and snarling, “Smash the patriarchy!”

Q: I have a crush on this really hot musician guy. I know he’s trouble with a capital “T.” He’s super charming, handsome and promiscuous. (He’s “slaying” on Tinder—juggling women and getting lots of sex.) My plan is to become friends with him first—as a prelude to becoming his girlfriend. I feel like that might give me some insurance against being one of the ones he just uses and tosses.—Strategic

A: What a sweet person you are, trying to show this guy that there’s more to life than Tinder-swiping his way to empty sex with a bunch of near strangers—or, as he probably refers to it, sexual Disneyland. Women, especially, have a tendency to believe in the transformative power of their fabulousness. And sure, people do change—when their life is no longer making them happy (or, in his case, thrilled, ecstatic and out of his man-hussy mind with joy). And though a man who feels emotionally attached to a woman is more likely to stick around after sex, he also has to be up for a relationship to begin with. In other words, by becoming this guy’s friend first, yes, you could become a very special person in his life—the woman he knows he can always drop in on when he can’t find his phone charger.

Publisher’s Note: Pacific Sun joins media group

We are pleased to announce that the Pacific Sun has joined the Bay Area’s leading publisher of alternative weeklies. We’ve teamed up with the North Bay Bohemian, which will give us more resources and a larger combined circulation.

The Pacific Sun will publish under the same name and continue its commitment to cover Marin County’s people, culture, events and issues. “Our plan is to invest in quality,” said Bohemian publisher Rosemary Olson, who will become the Sun’s publisher. “We make long term investments and remain involved with the communities we serve.”

The Sun and Bohemian are part of Metro Newspapers, which publishes Metro Silicon Valley and Santa Cruz’s Good Times, both free circulation alt weeklies, as well as three community weeklies and specialty magazines. Combined circulation of the eight publications is 190,000.

The company, founded by company executive editor Dan Pulcrano 30 years ago, is owner-operated and editorially-driven.

“I am pleased that the Pacific Sun is in good hands,“ said Bob Heinen, who owned the Sun since 2012 and served as its publisher.

“We appreciate Bob’s stewardship of this 52-year-old publishing treasure, and with the oldest alternative weekly west of the Hudson, we understand that we have a legacy to maintain,” Pulcrano said.

Feature 3: Zin-mania

by Richard Paul Hinkle

A generally benign disease, zin-mania’s ground zero can be traced to a small, garage winemaker who turned pro in 1978 when he opened the winery, Rosenblum Cellars. A Minnesota native, Kent Rosenblum moved to Alameda to join a veterinary practice in 1970 … and became captivated and captured by what happened to grape juice when it was fermented. When I first wrote about Kent and Kathy Rosenblum for the second edition of my Central Coast Wine Book (Vintage Image, 1981), they were doing barely 1,000 cases a year, including a 1.5 percent residual sugar white riesling.

Since then, the winery—originally between a soul food place and a brothel—has expanded production to include zinfandels from all over the Golden State, narrowed its focus (to zinfandel and a few Rhone-styled wines), sold to Diageo, a British alcoholic beverage company, and moved production north to the Napa Valley at Beaulieu Vineyard. (The original Alameda tasting room remains intact, still a baseball’s throw to the Amtrak Station.)

“You have to understand, Kent was something of a visionary,” says current winemaker John Kane, who took over from Jeff Cohn a little more than six years ago. “He was probably 70 years ahead of his time, making red zin when most everybody was drinking white zin, and making them as individual, vineyard-designated wines.  By the time the world began to recognize red zin, he had all the really good vineyards under long term contracts!”

Born in Visalia (near Fresno) in 1975, Kane is part of a family that had come west from Maine, where they grew blueberries and fished for lobster. “My mother was a teacher and my dad sold insurance, mostly to farmers,” says Kane. “So I was always around farms. I worked in packing sheds, sprayed for weeds, and started out at Fresno State in biochemistry on the anesthesiologist/doctor path. But I was spending my free time hanging out at wineries along the Highway 46 corridor in Paso Robles. Wild Horse was a great scene then. So I switched majors. Jeff Cohn had done some tastings at the college, we had met a couple of times, and he called me for an interview to do a harvest internship at Rosenblum for the summer of 2001 … and I just stayed!”

Kane says that he immediately felt at home. “When you’re drawing fruit from Santa Barbara to Mendocino, and pretty much everyplace in between, it’s like working for 30 wineries! No time to get bored. I love the diversity of it all.” (There is no lack of diversity at a winery that now, counting all lines, produces more than 200,000 cases a year.)

One concern that Kane faces is that some of the small vineyards Rosenblum draws from are increasingly impinged upon by the expanding demands of residential housing. “We recently lost half of one of our best vineyards [Carla’s Vineyard] in Contra Costa County when Kmart tried to buy the whole of it. We were able to retain half of the vineyard, but it was a close call. Another of our Contra Costa vineyards, Planchon in Oakley, is completely surrounded by a housing development, so we have to let the neighbors know to close their windows when we spray the vines.”

Kane, an avid outdoorsman—hunter, camper, snow skier—when he’s not making wine, loves what he’s doing just as much. “I love getting out and visiting with these guys. I put more than 25,000 miles on my truck each year. It’s simple: The more these farmers and I are involved with one another, the better the product is. Simple as that.”

He thrives equally on getting out and interacting with the public. “We pour at the ZAP [Zinfandel Advocates and Producers] tastings and show off an older wine. Tasters are amazed, saying, ‘I didn’t think zinfandel could age.’ Well, now they know.” Now they do, indeed. And the mania spreads.

Keep your palate open to the Vintner’s Cuvee Zin, inexpensive but tasty, with red currant and raspberry and black pepper spiciness. The Sauret Vineyard Zin has a steely mineral core and syrup-rich boysenberry and blackberry fruit, the Rockpile Road Vineyard Zin is black-hole dense with blueberry fruit and clove spiciness, and the Planchon Vineyard Zin is all black: black pepper, blackberry and black cherry.

Richard Paul Hinkle is the author of nine wine books and the co-founder of The Wine Spectator. He began writing a wine column for the Pacific Sun in 1984, and now writes on myriad subjects from his Santa Rosa home. Contact him at le*****@********un.com.

Feature 2: Cinema cheers

by David Templeton

I didn’t think I’d be that interested in a film about wine,” says filmmaker David Kennard. The esteemed Mill Valley documentarian and director (Cosmos and The Hero’s Journey: The World of Joseph Campbell), is not revealing a personal truth. He’s quoting. “People have said that to me I don’t know how many times,” he says with a laugh, describing what people often say to him after catching one of his wine-themed films, particularly either 2012’s A Year in Burgundy, or last year’s A Year in Champagne. “They tell me they didn’t believe they could possibly be interested in the subject of winemakers, or how wine is made. But they invariably say, ‘But I did come see it, God! It was absolutely fascinating. I was completely riveted.’ As a documentarian for over 45 years, I have to say that’s probably the nicest compliment anyone has ever paid me—that they didn’t think they’d like my film, but then they did.”

Kennard, who learned the documentary-maker’s craft while working for the BBC in England, will have another opportunity to defy expectations when he presents A Year in Champagne at the Christopher B. Smith Rafael Film Center later this month. It will be the third show in a series of four featured in the Wine & Film series, co-sponsored by the Film Center and Wine Enthusiast magazine. The first film in the month-long event taking place on Thursdays in May, was the comedy Bottle Shock, with Alan Rickman and Chris Pine. Next up, on May 14, is SOMM, a nail-biting documentary about a group of professional sommeliers—wine-tasting experts and professionals often associated with fine restaurants—all taking one of the hardest tests in the world, the exam to be named a Master Sommelier by the mysterious Court of Master Sommeliers, in England.

Third in the series, on May 21, is A Year in Champagne, with Kennard appearing alongside the film’s onscreen guide, wine expert Martine Saunier, with a post-film conversation moderated by Wine Enthusiast editor Virginie Boone. Appropriately enough, all events in the series will be followed by wine tastings.
“With our film of course,” Kennard says, “we will be including a tasting of some delicious champagnes, so that will be very special.”

A Year in Champagne, in which Saunier brings us up close and personal with several winemakers in France’s legendary Champagne region, is the second of three similar films. A Year in Burgundy was released in 2012 to spectacular reviews, as was Champagne.

“The third one,” Kennard announces, “was just completed a few days ago! It will be called, A Year in Port, and that of course was filmed in Portugal, featuring the city of Porto, and it is all about Port wines.”

In addition to Saunier’s onscreen presence and familiar camaraderie with the filmmakers she spends time with, Kennard himself provides the film’s voice-over narration. Born in England, his voice bears a strong similarity to that of Richard Attenborough.

“I’m more often compared to David Attenborough,” Kennard says with a laugh, referring to his fellow BBC filmmaker, best known for the Life on Earth television series. Asked who his audience is for the A Year in … films, Kennard says there is not just one answer to the question.

“We like to think there are actually three different audiences for these films,” he says. “The most obvious are the wine lovers and foodies. People who are interested in good food and good wine are bound to be interested in these films. Then there are the people who enjoy traveling and who are interested in beautiful and fascinating places in Europe. In these films, we visit the region four times, once in each season. Very few travel films, let alone wine films, will show you a place over the course of an entire year. I’ve been flattered that many have remarked on the beauty of the cinematography.

“The third audience—and this might seem surprising—are filmgoers who like movies about fascinating people. In making the films, we pick six families or small organizations that produce the wines we are looking at in that film, and we get to know them and spend time with them. They are very, very interesting people, with very colorful and rich lives and cultures.

“So then,” he adds, “I’d have to say the audience for these films is anyone who loves food and wine, loves to see the world, and loves to meet new and interesting people. And I suppose that’s just about everyone, isn’t it?”

The fourth and final film in the Film & Wine series is not a documentary, though it might seem like one at first glance. Corked, written and directed by Ross Clendenen and Paul Hawley, was filmed in the “mockumentary style familiar to fans of Spinal Tap, Best in Show and The Office.

“I liked the script a lot,” says actor Jeffrey Weissman, (whose film credits include Pale Rider, Twilight Zone: The Movie and Back to the Future II & III). “As someone who’s lived in wine country for much of his life, married to a woman who studied viticulture and enology at UC Davis—and who enjoys a good glass of wine myself—the script really resonated.”

The film is set in Sonoma County, and takes a look at the (not actually real) Golden Cluster Award, a prize sought by four very different wineries, large and small, all operating and sometimes competing to create customers, credibility, large profits—and maybe even a really good bottle of wine or two. The large cast of characters includes a wealthy young winery owner who knows nothing about wine, to the high-strung winery manager sweating the little stuff and big stuff (like finding a dead body in one of the wine tanks) to the good-old-boy vineyard manager who’s obsessed with grape-eating birds and who only drinks beer.

Acclaimed for his improvisational skills and ability to impersonate classics, Weissman landed the role of Gerry Hannon, loosely based on John Hawley, co-writer Paul Hawley’s father, the pioneering Healdsburg winemaker best known for his work with Clos du Bois winery.

“I added a lot of little tidbits of my own, improvised lines borrowed from my own wine knowledge,” he says. “I think I improvised maybe 30 percent of the stuff you see me do in the film. Some of it was inspired by watching John Hawley do some of the same things for real I was asked to do on film.”

Along with filmmakers Hawley and Clendenen, Weissman will be on hand for a post-film conversation, taking time from his current big project, producing the Back to the Future Cruise to End Parkinson’s. The fundraiser, created in association with Team Fox, sails this November from Fort Lauderdale, Florida to Haiti, Jamaica and Cozumel, and will feature actors and crew from the BTTF films, and special events.

“I’ve been wanting to do this cruise for 10 years,” Weissman says. “I could never let it go, and now, with the 30th anniversary of Back to the Future coming up, it seemed like the perfect time. So I’m pretty busy with that, but I’m delighted to be getting a chance to show off Corked, a movie I feel especially fond of.
“To this day, I run into people who saw it somewhere,” he says, “and still don’t realize it’s not a real documentary. If my performance had anything to do with it, then I’m very proud of that.”

Ask David if he likes red or white at le*****@********un.com.

Letter: ‘Inaccurate to say that the mall discriminates…”

Someone’s counting

I sympathize with Effie Fourakis’ frustration [Letters, May 1] with the difficulty of finding an empty disabled parking stall at Northgate Mall, but it’s inaccurate to say that the mall discriminates against people with disabilities. The number and locations of disabled parking stalls at Northgate (or anywhere else in California) is mandated by California Title 24. Northgate could choose to provide more stalls than the state requires, but in my experience there are a fair number of disabled parking stalls that are rarely if ever used. At the Manzanita Park and Ride, for example, there are, if memory serves, eight, and I’ve never seen more than one of them occupied.

Stanton Close

Letter: ‘None of this water goes anywhere near Memorial Park…”

Why Memorial Park?

Anybody looking at the geography of the upper Ross Valley can see where the watershed derives most of its volume. Deer Park, Cascade Canyon, Tamarancho, White Hill, Loma Alta, and Sleepy Hollow all dump into the Corte Madera Creek basin, aiming right at downtown San Anselmo. None of this water goes anywhere near Memorial Park, and is significantly downhill from that potential detention basin. The idea, the engineers say, is to detain runoff from the Sorich Ranch area. Meanwhile, the largest volume of rainwater will still be heading downstream toward San Anselmo Avenue.

How does this make any sense? The Marin Town and Country Club eastern acreage is a vernal meadow, yet, as private property, it cannot be incorporated in water detention strategies without the landowner’s cooperation. What about Drake High? Dig out under the parking lot (and the fields, partly?) and create a concrete catch basin for both the Sleepy Hollow flood-water and the larger flow from the Lansdale bridge area, leaving “rooftop” parking at ground level, as it exists now.

Modern catacombs, in a manner of speaking, which might prove interesting acoustically, etc., when not “in use.”

Hobart Bartshire

Letter: ‘You are not a Marinite.”

Where’s the Mellow?

So it’s finally happened. The newly-minted Marinites with their imperious, pretentious, self-centered, self-important bad attitudes and worse manners have managed to drive away Peter Coyote, one of our local treasures. I can’t say I blame him, though. I have lived here since 1975 when Mill Valley was laid-back and cool, [with] rock stars and artists and hippies and people from all economic backgrounds. I have only recently felt ashamed to be from here, suffering from the black eye the newer demographic of “southern” Marin has given the county.  (“Southern” Marin?  Who started saying that anyway?  I never heard that growing up and I’ll bet it wasn’t someone who has lived here more than 15 years.)

I never thought I would ever want to leave Marin but it has started crossing my mind. We aren’t able to move because we own the buildings our business is in and we have quite a few employees, so I have decided to wage a war of attrition, called Take Back Mellow Marin, where I counter a random act of rudeness with a deliberate act of kindness. I invite others who care to join me. And to those of you who think it’s okay to scream and throw your car keys at someone who works at a very nice high-end car dealership that shall be unnamed, please leave and take your friends with you. You are not a Marinite.

Leslie Maendl, “Northern” Marin (Thank God!)

Talking Pictures: Let’s get Sirious

by David Templeton My first question is fairly straightforward. “Which do you think poses a larger threat to human beings—robots or dinosaurs?” “Let me think, David,” croons the human-like voice emanating from my iPhone, as I lean back at my desk, my chair perched in a pool of late-morning light. “OK!” the voice says after a brief pause. “Here’s what I...

This Week in the Pacific Sun

In this week’s issue of the Pacific Sun, publisher Bob Heinen let's his big secret slip: He has sold the newspaper to Metro Newspapers. With four alternative weeklies, three community weeklies and a monthly magazine, editorially driven Metro currently reaches half a million Bay Area residents. Exciting things ahead for the Sun! After you catch your breath from that one, check out our three small...

Trivia: Give the two-word name for these objects, which are increasingly being banned from public gatherings and music festivals.

For more trivia questions (and answers!) see Howard Rachelson’s Trivia Café every week in the Pacific Sun. Answer: Selfie-sticks, banned because they can be dangerous, block the view of others and used to illegally record concerts.

Advice Goddess

advice goddess
by Amy Alkon Q: I read your manners book and loved it. I just feel that for most men, chivalry is dead. Maybe feminism killed it, and maybe men have just gotten lazy. Well, I was staying over at a (platonic) male friend’s house, keeping him company because he’s sick with cancer. Despite that, I woke up to him serving...

Publisher’s Note: Pacific Sun joins media group

We are pleased to announce that the Pacific Sun has joined the Bay Area’s leading publisher of alternative weeklies. We’ve teamed up with the North Bay Bohemian, which will give us more resources and a larger combined circulation. The Pacific Sun will publish under the same name and continue its commitment to cover Marin County’s people, culture, events and issues....

Feature 3: Zin-mania

by Richard Paul Hinkle A generally benign disease, zin-mania’s ground zero can be traced to a small, garage winemaker who turned pro in 1978 when he opened the winery, Rosenblum Cellars. A Minnesota native, Kent Rosenblum moved to Alameda to join a veterinary practice in 1970 ... and became captivated and captured by what happened to grape juice when it...

Feature 2: Cinema cheers

by David Templeton I didn’t think I’d be that interested in a film about wine,” says filmmaker David Kennard. The esteemed Mill Valley documentarian and director (Cosmos and The Hero’s Journey: The World of Joseph Campbell), is not revealing a personal truth. He’s quoting. “People have said that to me I don’t know how many times,” he says with a...

Letter: ‘Inaccurate to say that the mall discriminates…”

Someone’s counting I sympathize with Effie Fourakis’ frustration with the difficulty of finding an empty disabled parking stall at Northgate Mall, but it’s inaccurate to say that the mall discriminates against people with disabilities. The number and locations of disabled parking stalls at Northgate (or anywhere else in California) is mandated by California Title 24. Northgate could choose to...

Letter: ‘None of this water goes anywhere near Memorial Park…”

Why Memorial Park? Anybody looking at the geography of the upper Ross Valley can see where the watershed derives most of its volume. Deer Park, Cascade Canyon, Tamarancho, White Hill, Loma Alta, and Sleepy Hollow all dump into the Corte Madera Creek basin, aiming right at downtown San Anselmo. None of this water goes anywhere near Memorial Park, and is...

Letter: ‘You are not a Marinite.”

Where’s the Mellow? So it’s finally happened. The newly-minted Marinites with their imperious, pretentious, self-centered, self-important bad attitudes and worse manners have managed to drive away Peter Coyote, one of our local treasures. I can’t say I blame him, though. I have lived here since 1975 when Mill Valley was laid-back and cool, rock stars and artists and hippies...
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