As you’ve no doubt noticed, the Source has completely re-vamped our website this week. We’re pretty excited about the changes, most of which are very evident.
Launching and Re-launching
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Letter of the Week: Buffalos Behaving Badly
This week's letter comes from Thiel Larson who hits on a topic that's been blowing up on the Daily Show and the Blue Oregon site, all of whom have been asking what happened to a respectful exchange of ideas at town hall meetings. Case in point, Sen.
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You Like Our Shiny Brand-New Website?
Normal 0 0 1 107 626 The Source Weekly 13 7 755 11.1282 0 0 0 By now, you’ve realized that this ain’t your older brother’s website.
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Teabaggers Pick New Targets; Libs Plan Counterattacks
Oregonian blogger Jeff Mapes reports (http://blog.oregonlive.
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The Liberal Lies
For decades we on the “right” have stood by and watched as “liberal” mobs have destroyed buildings, attacked individuals, and seen laws passed to prevent individuals from expressing their views. Add to this the denigration of those on the “right” by the mainstream media, and one should be able to recognize the frustration felt by the common person on the street.
Posted inMusic
What Can I Get For Ten Bucks?: How about ten bands at the High and Dry Bluegrass Festival
Sixty-three year old John Hancock has been pickin' and grinnin' for as long as he can remember.
“I've been playing guitar as far back as my memory goes,” Hancock said recently in an interview with the Source, “I don't know. I grew up with it. I'm originally from way, way back east and my whole family is musical. We've been around music our whole lives and bluegrass is where we started and stopped.”
So when he and his wife, Nancy, looked at a 40-acre piece of property out by the Bend airport, the first thought that came to mind was that it would make a really good venue for a bluegrass music festival. After buying the land, they set to work on creating what Hancock calls the “best bluegrass festival in Oregon” (though he admitted he might be bias), the High and Dry Bluegrass Festival.
Posted inCulture
Shot Down: Pools, burgers and failing to complete the BendFilm 72 Hour Shoot-Out
After handing over $10 and collecting his free t-shirt at the sign-up for the BendFilm 72 Hour Shoot Out, my boyfriend Guy wanted to go swimming. At the panel discussion the week before, we'd been warned that making a short film over one intense weekend warranted a case of Red Bull and a gang of helpers. Other filmmakers hustled away like they hadn't a minute to spare. But Guy had made well over 200 short movies before, and even some feature-lengths, in well under 72 hours (see youtube.com/guyjjackson). That was his method; putting his energy into writing rather than elaborate production, rarely using more than one actor and never a crew, wielding the camera like that cartoon Tasmanian Devil, and being happily surprised when he created entirely different movies at the editing stage than were originally conceived.
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Nature's Grand Light Show: Capturing the cloud that isn't really a cloud
Every once in a while, Old Mother Nature knocks my socks off. While heading home last Thursday night with a small swarm of bees I gathered out of a water-meter box in Bend, the scene above began to take shape.
At first, I didn't get it, and had no idea it was going to get better, but as the eye of God began to close, and darkness slowly eased across the western sky, those gigantic ice clouds, perhaps 50 miles or more high above the Earth, began to glow with eerie luminescence. By 10pm the light show was absolutely breathtaking. It left me with the feeling that a giant hole had been torn open in our Galaxy, and I was looking into another Universe.
Wanting to photograph the event, but not having my tripod with me was a problem, but I took a chance anyway, I had to capture that moment. I placed my tough old, true-blue, through-and-through Canon Rebel on the roof of the canopy of my Chevy S-10 (the replacement for my elk-killed Westy) and shot away. Not bad for a shaky old codger…
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Chatting in the Peloton: ValueAct and a class act
A RIDE WITH VALUE ACT
Last week, in between the Cascade Cycling Classic and the National Road Championships in Bend, I joined the ValueAct women's professional cycling team on an easy reconnaissance ride through Tetherow. We analyzed the hills and the turns, discussing which ones could be taken at full speed in aero bars during the upcoming time trial. While riding, I had a chance to chat with several members of the team.
All of the riders said that the CCC was a really hard race, but the team did well. Bendite Chrissy Ruitter races on the ValueAct squad and placed sixth in the GC in the Cascade Cycling Classic, while Kristin McGrath, from Durango, CO soloed to victory in the final stage in the Awbrey Butte Circuit Race.
“The whole team rode a great race,” commented team director, Lisa Hunt. “I told them they could win it and that's what they did. I'm so proud of all of them! Now that we've had a taste of victory on this course, we're going to try to do it again [at Nationals], but they might not let one of the girls go at the exact spot!”
Posted inCulture
Dream On: The spawn of Saw resembles a broken nightmare
Here we have proof that no matter how cool a movie looks, how dazzling the photography, how mesmerizing the score, how nail biting the suspense, there is no masking a stupid story. The Collector is one of those movies, and here's why…
Arkin (Josh Stewart) has problems. His wife owes a vague yet sufficiently large amount of cash to loan sharks, and his handyman job doesn't pay enough to help. It does get him into homes, however, and being an ex-con in cahoots with a robbery ring, he decides to steal a huge gem from the house he's been casing. All looks well and good, but as soon as he breaks into the home he finds that someone has beaten him to it. A masked creep has been torturing the family, and has booby trapped the house to the hilt. The burglar is faced with the moral dilemma of stealing, fleeing or saving the family. Escape is not going to be fun.