10/10/96 Stranger Misc. Annie's Song HERE AT MISC. we've figured out the easy way to figure out whom to vote for next month: Vote for all the candidates who appear on TV ads in color, and against all the guys who appear in black-and-white. BELO CO. TO BUY KING, SELL KIRO: This leaves a wonderful opportunity. Let's buy KIRO-TV. We (myself and you dear readers) will form a private-stock corporation, get some venture capital, and take over Channel 7. First, we'll bring back J.P. Patches. Then we'll show America how a station oughta be run. Imagine: A local performance-art variety show, with the Black Cat Orchestra and Pat Graney Dancers. Consumer-watch segments attacking the real corporate crooks, not nickel-and-dime mail-order frauds. The Sanjyit Ray Movie of the Week. Art lessons with Ed Fotheringham. Live curling matches. Late-night rerun marathons of Thunderbirds (the original versions, not the cut-up Fox manglings from two years ago). FIRST XMAS CAROL spotted on a Seattle restaurant background music system: Sept. 23. WATCH THIS SPACE: The Sailors Union of the Pacific Hall, home of such nice all-ages shows last year, is now about to house the reincarnation of El Gaucho, formerly one of Seattle's best-loved steak and bourbon outlets. Its old downtown manifestation, now the Olive Way branch of the Red Balloon Co., was famous as the watering hole of old KVI DJs Bob Hardwick (the official Ninth-Coolest Seattleite Ever) and Jack Morton. DILLARD'S DULLARDS: During a post-speech Q&A at a Michigan writers' conference some six months ago, Connecticut essayist/ poet Annie Dillard was asked if she missed living in the Northwest (she was holed up in Bellingham and the San Juans in the late '70s). She said no, claiming "it's no place for an intellectual woman" and offering a brusque retort imaging NW females as breast-feeding, fruit-canning, chainsaw-wielding mutes. Dillard's remark eventually caught the attention of editors at the Seattle Times, who don't have a particular interest in intellectualism but do have a lot invested in the image of Seattleites as at least a pseudo-sophisticated sort. A Scene section front page was assembled around Dillard's brief quotation, headlined "Women intellectuals: A Northwest oxymoron?." To fill the rest of the space, the paper added interview quotes from local citizens and defensive editorial commentary ("OK, Northwest women, dab that drool off your chin, put down your chainsaw and listen up"), treating readers as if they were as dumb as Dillard claimed they were. The Times, which would rather cultivate readers who can grapple with complex wines than ones who can grapple with complex ideas, treated Dillard's throwaway remark as a call to defend, not the Northwest Mind, but the Northwest Lifestyle. The notion that there could be some bright earth mamas out there, or some well-dressed urbane ditzes, hasn't seemed to occur to the paper. Incidentally, here's a perhaps-fortuitous slice of Dillard's only novel to date, The Living (set in 1890s B'ham): "...But the times had gotten inside them in some ways as they aged, and made them both ordinary... No child on earth was ever meant to be ordinary, and you can see it in them, and they know it, too, but then the times get to them, and they wear out their brains learning what folks expect, and spend their strength trying to rise over those same folks." (Italics added.) (The Times' review called The Living "a novel of character that blends history, social change, and individual dreams in a sophisticated, seamless prose.") BASES OF OPINION: So "Refuse to Lose II" ended with a whimper (and a wild pitch), not with a Grand Salami. That's OK. Last year was the grand Drive for Repsect, when the Ms (and, by extension, the region) proved it had contender stuff. This Randy Johnson-less year was more for fun, for accomplishment for its own exhilarating sake, and for the fans to prove to the taxpayers there really was long-term support behind the team (and, by extension, the new stadium scheme). 'TIL NEXT WE GRAPPLE with the limitations of the written word, recall these words from the legendary Hedy Lamarr: "Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid."

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