I, Anonymous

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They Do It to Themselves, They Always Do

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Then the public pays for it. 
I remember Trimet being excited about coming back to life after the pandemic. We all were. But, Lord how wrong were they? I remember they implemented increased frequency to many bus lines. I remember they asked us, the public, for opinions on a certain line if it should run on weekends. I was opposed because I knew it would be mostly empty. But they did it anyway. They want our opinion but their minds are already made up. They added an overnight bus. And Lord, how quickly that failed for the first round of budget cuts. Did we get a fare increase? I can’t remember for sure, but I feel like we did. It went from 2.50 to 2.80? Then the ever so innovative Green double bus. Another failure. I have never seen that line even half full. Not to mention people can just walk on in the back without paying. Heck, I see people walk on without paying right in front of the drivers. And Trimet wonders why? Of course, are any of the leaders making these decisions out in the trenches actually experiencing a daily commute 365 days a year? So now Trimet will spend countless dollars they don’t have to remove, change, and recreate stops and any other resources involved with rerouting a line. As life finds a way, the public will find other alternatives for Trimets unreliability and failures. I’ve been using Trimet less and less and will continue to do so after they will cut the line I’ve been riding everyday for the past 20 years.—Anonymous

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Like flushing a spider

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Always so scary how quickly I can go back to feeling like all my accomplishments are fake and I’m really just some creep pretending to be a person and the only person I ever really fool is myself. 
I wanted to find a way to remove myself voluntarily without hurting anyone or committing any major crimes. Even now, in this very nice bed, with a lack of real relationships, I still kind of do. They’re not really my kids and I might not really even have a partner. I am just somewhere between a pet and a plaything. Invisible, irrelevant, or irredeemable.—Anonymous

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There Should Be a Name for This

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I love it when I get little reminders of people’s lives I had the honor of briefly participating in. People who felt nice to flitter in and out of ours lives. Not a sad feeling, but a warm what and lovely experience we had when we had. People are okay. Let’s do something nice for the planet.—Anonymous

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Where the Poop Should Go

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A radical proposal: what if dog owners had their dogs poop on parking strips and not peoples’ lawns? 

I live in a neighborhood with houses with the privilege of lawn on both sides of the sidewalk. Yet dog owners let their dogs use my lawn as a toilet. Why do they do this? Are people just that lazy and selfish? Do they think other people are as numbed to the grossness of dog poop as them? Even if they pick up poop, it leaves a smear that makes a lawn unusable for kids. And dog pee isn’t great on our flowers, either. Is it too much to ask people to limit their canine fecal matter to not cover ALL vegetation in sight?—Anonymous

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Dear Narci

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Dear Narci (ssist),

I wrote you a poem. I hope it finds you on your worst day, and you feel a wave of paranoia that it could potentially be about you! It is! 

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your brother is an abuser
And so are you

Where there is smoke
There must be fire
Now everyone knows
That you’re a liar

XOXOXO 

Big Fish

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Dear Green Grad from Eugene

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We met last night at a native networking event, where participants were encouraged to meet new people and build professional relationships. During the event, I noticed that you remained close to me throughout several conversations. After I introduced you to a potential employment contact, you continued to join or interrupt conversations I had begun with others. 

I experienced your conduct at the event as inappropriate. The interaction felt like harassment and intimidation. I do not know your full perspective, except to say you are old enough to chart your own path. You do not have to fight your mom’s battles.

Serena Cruz, because you were present at the event, I ask that you take this concern seriously. Community and political spaces should not be used to intimidate Indigenous participants. If you are seeking public office or community trust, I hope you will support clear expectations for respectful conduct and help ensure that Indigenous organizations are protected from unnecessary harassment and intimidation.

As per the Purple People at the August convention center, they have reconciled the issue by shutting down the committee of concern, rolling out code of conduct training and removing the harasser from the front page of their website. Purple mission accomplished, stand down. FYI – They infiltrated my kid’s IEP committee, that was my last straw, going after my kid’s mental health team… something had to be done. We all must live by the same rules no matter what your union status is.

Going forward, I ask that all involved avoid conduct that could create pressure, retaliation, or hostility toward Indigenous community elders and their families. Because that’s where those in power went with the last round of retaliation.

Kotek, what wins elections is governing with integrity. Coordinating indigenous infighting and weaponizing therapy speak is colonizing behavior.—Anonymous

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I’m Alive…

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…and I don’t give a shit if you think I’m weird. Disassociate my way though a workout imagining the the late spring while kicking my heels back to my dimpled thighs. I’m into it and I know this song. I sang it loud before I noticed your face like I took something from you. I stop. I try to be polite. Your face the same each time I see you. I say hello and wish you well, limiting the interaction to what is socially expected? I don’t know what social expectation is anymore but it’s not polite. So I no longer think of these social interactions, your face, my muffled joy, meeting some unknown expectation. I love my freak self and navigating this word as me with what brings me joy. I’m sorry if you are miserable. I’m not sorry for existing.—Anonymous

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Can you feel it? Can you see it?

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OMG! It’s all so beautiful. The gentlest sway of a breeze, an ant wandering to the wrong side of things, a single drop of rain. Ashes to Ashes, Fun to Funky. It’s all coming down. Get ready to build. Find your partner. Find your team. This is going to be so much fun. Let’s fucking rock and roll!—Anonymous

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