The Stranger’s morning news roundup.

by Nathalie Graham

17-year-old dead after shooting outside Garfield: A lunchtime shooting in the Garfield High School parking lot struck a student multiple times in the chest and abdomen. After being transported to Harborview Medical Center, the student later died from his injuries. According to police, the student attempted to break up a fight and then his assailant pulled a gun on him, shooting him at close range. This is only the latest in shootings around Garfield in the last calendar year. In March, a bullet struck a girl waiting for her bus outside the school. In one instance last October and several times last June, shootings by the school, which did not involve students, put Garfield and its community on high alert. Police are still searching for the suspect in Thursday’s shooting, who they believe to be high-school aged. Garfield will not have classes on Friday or Monday due to Thursday’s events. Friday happens to be Gun Violence Awareness Day. 

Dave Reichert’s coy little nod: The former King County Sheriff and current Republican candidate for governor has avoided saying publicly whether or not he’ll vote for Donald Trump for president, since he wants to capture undecided moderates but also Republicans who would see not voting for Trump as party betrayal. Reichert gave his answer at a private Republican event back in March. When asked if he’d vote for Trump, he said Trump has nicknamed him “Sheriff,” and that he has a signed MAGA hat at home, and then he nodded. A Democratic operative in the audience recorded Reichert’s statements and reported the nod, which the Seattle Times confirmed with other people who were present. Bob Ferguson’s campaign for governor sent the recording to the Times. “Behind closed doors, Dave Reichert unmasks who he really is—just another MAGA hat wearing Trump lover,” Ferguson said. 

Good news for mountain lovers: All you sick fucks who love Mount Rainier are going to be so jazzed these next few days. 

Yes, it is.
We all know the question. More mountain viewing the next couple of days with highs in the mid 70s to lower 80s for the interior. #wawx pic.twitter.com/k3vLOWh0cf

— NWS Seattle (@NWSSeattle) June 7, 2024

No Pride flag for Newcastle: The city council for the suburb of Bellevue and Seattle voted 4-3 Tuesday to not raise a Pride flag for the month of June. Mayor Robert Clark essentially argued that the City’s support for Pride would disservice bigots. And, besides, the American flag is already flying, which is the “most unifying symbol in the history of the world,” he said. “That’s diverse enough for me. That includes everybody in the community, everybody. Nobody is left out with the American flag.” Clark also said that raising the Pride flag would lead to a slippery slope of having to raise other flags, such as MAGA flags or Hamas flags. Quite the cognitive leap to connect Pride, a celebration of LGBTQIA+ people’s existence, with extreme politics. 

Get ready for the newest Seattle Trader Joe’s: According to permit plans, the chain’s newest store will be in Greenwood in the bottom floor of an apartment building at Greenwood Avenue North and North 87th Street. 

Bye, Pat Sajak: The Wheel of Fortune legend is retiring after 41 years of telling people to spin the wheel. Friday’s episode will be his last. And, like, good. Take a break, Pat. Let your cheeks rest after 41 years of smiling that perpetual game show smile. Ryan Seacrest will succeed Pat as Wheel‘s host. 

Good for them: A Seattle couple, Larry R. Dalton and Nicole A. Boand, donated $10 million to the University of Washington School of Nursing. Dalton is a former UW chemistry professor and Boand is a former registered nurse. Look, we have 54,200 millionaires in this city, I think all of them should be funneling some of those millions back into their community, especially if the city or the state refuses to tax their wealth. 

I will take credit for this: Sound Transit finally (mostly) fixed its elevator/escalator breakdown problems. Logically, I know they were probably working on the issue before I wrote about it, but I’m going to inflate the importance of the appropriately dramatic exposé on broken escalators I wrote back in 2018 and say that journalism pressured them into fixing this. 

Saw some incredible data at @SoundTransit Rider Experience Committee just now. Over the past few years, the number of hours that elevators and escalators are out of service in the light rail system have plummeted from 17,100 hours/month to 2,500/month. Really great trend. pic.twitter.com/uMf8gOQ2Aw

— Girmay Zahilay (@GirmayZahilay) June 6, 2024

College essay material: Three boys—two brothers and their cousin—discovered fossilized remains of a young Tyrannosaurus rex while hiking in North Dakota’s Badlands. Young T-rex fossils are rare finds. See what happens when you put your phones away, kids? 

Get your ass to jail, Steve: Former Trump advisor Steve Bannon needs to start serving a four-month sentence by July 1. Bannon defied a House committee’s subpoena for an investigation into the Jan 6 insurrection, and he was convicted by a federal judge Thursday for contempt of Congress. Bannon is not going quietly. He will likely “seek a stay of the judge’s order,” the Associated Press reported. He told reporters, “There’s not a prison built or jail built that will ever shut me up.”

Jobs: Hey, I know you can’t get hired anywhere even though you’ve applied to 1,000 jobs on Indeed, but the jobs report is actually better than forecasted. Employers added what CNN has dubbed “a blockbuster” number of jobs last month—272,000 of them—and unemployment dropped from 4% to 3.9%.

Report Finds Encouraging Rise In Jobs That Involve Torturing Somebody https://t.co/uezS0mPDdC

— The Onion (@TheOnion) June 7, 2024

More comeuppance for bad guys: Alex Jones finally agreed to liquidate his assets so that he can start paying back the families of the Sandy Hook massacre who he spread lies about and to whom he owes a cool $1.5 billion in damages for his defamatory comments. Jones has yet to pay the families any money despite being found liable in 2022. With this liquidation of assets, Jones will no longer own InfoWars, his conspiracy theory empire. 

The US is doing well in the *checks notes* cricket World Cup? The USA’s cricket team just upset the cricket powerhouse Pakistan in this year’s Twenty20 World Cup. That’s all I’ll say about that because I don’t know anything else about cricket despite learning the rules in middle school gym class and watching the Vox Explained episode on the sport multiple times. 

Bird flu watch: Bird flu has made its way into cows. Alarming! Many of the infected cows—though we don’t know the exact number—have died from bird flu infections or have been slaughtered after they did not recover from bird flu symptoms. Even more alarming! In South Dakota on a 1,700-cow dairy farm, 12 infected cows died after being infected, and the farmer slaughtered another 12. A Michigan farm killed 10% of its 200 infected cows after they didn’t recover. Michigan has the most cow infections and is where two of three human dairy workers contracted bird flu.

ICYMI: My newest “Play Date” column came out, and this time it’s also in print! Sexy! I learned how to cheerlead for this one.

Isn’t this the land of the free? A Phish fan has been banned from the Las Vegas Sphere after he filmed what he dubbed the first ever bong rip inside the venue. This pioneer, named Acid Fartz, will now not be able to attend this summer’s Dead & Company show at the Sphere. Free Acid Fartz! Let him drop acid at the Dead show at the Sphere! Hot box the sphere with a thousand bong rips until Acid Fartz’s good name is cleared, damn it. 

A song for your Friday: Charli XCX’s new album, Brat, just came out. Here’s a song off of there. I can’t tell how much I like it yet, but some albums are growers not showers. 

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See someone? Say something!

by Anonymous

Beautiful man at LCD Soundsystem show

at the end of the 5/17 LCD Soundsystem show you made your way through the crowd, before leaving you touched my shoulder and said ‘beautiful man’ ❤️

Paper Bag Helmet

I saw you riding your bike down Pike in the rain with a brown paper bag with eye holes over your head. I admire your ingenuity, did you get home safe?

Sculpture Park with big White Husky

Your dog came and said hi to me, you apologized and I smiled at you. I asked your dog’s name, shanoah I think. Wish you would have asked my number.

Saw you at Ballard Wells Fargo

Your voice — it was warm and kind — made me turn my head. And you looked like you might have been a punk rocker 40 years ago, like me!

Quick bite at Crown Hill Dicks with 🇬🇧 Jeans

You: amazing vtg style w/kids in tow Me: the same except amazing style part up for debate We: should meet up? Discuss style tips? Just grab a bite?

Columbia City 6/1, handsome man outside Geraldine’s/jackalope

You: grey hair, messing with your phone. Me: 40s, blond hair in a ponytail walking a big grey dog. We shared a smile and I wished it was more

Smiles and stripes

You were dancing in your own world at Monkey Loft with blue stripes and smiley face elbow patches. We made eye contact but I was too shy to talk.

Main character femm in the wild

You tore up to the bar on a rented scooter, skidded sideways to a stop, jumped off and ran inside. I’m in love with your main character energy.

Is it a match? Leave a comment here or on our Instagram post to connect! 

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Plus, Bob the Drag Queen and More Event Updates for June 6

by EverOut Staff

Flamboyant singer and cultural icon Cyndi Lauper’s first tour in a decade will also be her final. Nepo baby Gracie Abrams is set to hit the road following the release of her soon-to-be-released second album The Secret of Us. Plus, get ready for Bob The Drag Queen to walk into the Moore Theatre purse first. Read on for details on those and other newly announced events, plus some news you can use.

ON SALE FRIDAY, JUNE 7

MUSIC

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The Showbox (Fri Oct 4)

An Evening with Kristin Chenoweth
Pantages Theater (Sat Oct 5)

An Unfunny Evening With Tim Minchin and His Piano
Moore Theatre (Wed Aug 7)

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When I picture the kind of community I want to grow old in—the kind of community I want my kid to inherit—this is what I think about.

by Anna Zivarts

Nearly a third of us can’t drive. 

That’s the reality. There are people like me who can’t see well enough to drive, and a lot of other people with all kinds of disabilities–physical, sensory, mental health and chronic health conditions–that make driving unsafe. There are also people who are too young to drive, people who can’t afford to drive, people who don’t know how to drive, including immigrants from other countries where driving wasn’t so wrapped up in notions of adult- and person-hood. And there are people who have aged out of driving: 35 percent of women over the age of 75 don’t drive.

Not being able to drive or afford to drive also impacts younger women. In communities with reliable bus or train systems, these routes and schedules were designed to prioritize the needs of people traveling to and from work. But for many caregivers–a disproportionately high number of whom are women–travel involves lots of other trips beyond the commute: dropping kids off at child care or sports, getting groceries, running errands. For caregivers like me who are unable to drive, what would be a fifteen-minute drive to the dentist becomes a two-and-a-half-hour journey with three bus transfers.

Of course, “nondrivers” isn’t a strict binary. Someone can be a nondriver most days because their household has one car and their partner needs to use it. They can have a chronic health condition that flares up and prevents driving, or they can only safely drive in certain conditions or on certain familiar roads. Or maybe their car is broken and that spare part will have to wait until the next paycheck. 

But the American notion of independence is tightly wrapped up with the idea that driving equals freedom. If you’re too young to drive, just wait. If you’re too poor to drive, you better hustle. And if you’re like the rest of us where driving just isn’t safe, too bad. 

When I talk about how many of us can’t drive, I’ve started to anticipate a lot of pushback. Are there really that many nondrivers? Kids and youth shouldn’t count! They’re not old enough to drive! 

But kids should count—16 is a construct we invented for when we allow people to test for a driver’s license. There’s no magical thing that happens at 16 where a child suddenly emerges from a cocoon and needs to go places. Kids much younger than 16 travel places all the time; we created the school busing system because we recognize we can’t always expect parents to drive them everywhere. 

And when kids can’t safely or comfortably get somewhere on their own, the responsibility of chauffeuring usually falls to moms, eating up their afternoons and weekends. Not every family has the resources or flexibility for this chauffeuring. Research by Rutgers Professor Dr. Kelcie Ralph found that young adults who grew up in a family without a car completed less education, had lower incomes, and faced more unemployment than their peers who were raised in families with consistent car access–even when controlling for family wealth, residential location, family composition and race. Car dependency is bad both for families with car access and for those without. 

Let’s pull back for a moment and consider why there is such resistance to acknowledging that driving doesn’t work for so many of us. 

First off, people who can’t drive or afford to drive are more likely to be Black, brown, and Native American. Decades of structural racism in housing and land-use policies, and a profound underinvestment in transit systems that were seen as primarily serving poor and non-White populations, mean that the transportation options available to people outside of driving are abysmal. 

This bias against nondrivers is even enshrined in state constitutions. From Washington State to Alabama, constitutional amendments adopted in the last century prohibit gas tax revenue (the main transportation funding source) to go to transit. The resulting underinvestment in transit means that in most places in our country, the only way to get places if you can’t drive there yourself is to ask for a ride. 

I think that’s the world my parents envisioned for me as I grew up. I could just ask them for rides. As I got older, I could ask my friends, and then I’d get married and get rides from my spouse. 

If you ask anyone who’s had to rely on favors to get where they need to go, it gets old, fast. In Washington State, our Legislature funded a study about the mobility of nondrivers and the researchers were surprised to find that while relying on rides was a major source of mobility for nondrivers, the emotional burden of asking for those rides was a significant deterrent, especially for women, low-income and disabled people. 

When we insist on visibility as nondrivers, our presence demands a reckoning of the costs and moral efficacy of car dependency. Rather than being ashamed about our disabilities or the lack of resources that prevents us from driving, we should be proud of our status as nondrivers. Instead of a future of congested drive-thrus, oceans of parking lots and freeway-ramp spaghetti nests, our existence tips the scales in favor of communities designed in ways that work better and are healthier for all of us. 

Right now, in most communities in the US, getting a coffee, taking a kid to sports practice, or attending a medical appointment require getting in a vehicle. The distances we need to travel, and the segregation of where we live from where we work, go to school or recreate mean that we are locked into car dependency, whether or not we can afford to drive or are able to. Additionally, even if the distances aren’t too great, the environment for traveling outside a vehicle is too often unsafe and miserable, a maze of missing sidewalks, unsafe crossings, and deafening traffic noise.

What if, instead, there were a coffee shop and a grocery store within walking distance of your home, and to get there you didn’t have to sprint across a multi-lane arterial and trudge to the front door across vacant acres of parking lot? What if the sports field or school wasn’t on the outskirts of town but rather easily accessible by biking paths or the bus so that your seventh grader could get to soccer practice on their own? What if when you wanted to go to the mountains or the beach, you could catch the bus, enjoying the trip with a glass of wine and a good book? When I picture the kind of community I want to grow old in—the kind of community I want my kid to inherit—this is what I think about. 

And it’s not an unachievable dream. We know that our current system of car dependency excludes so many, and pushes up the cost of living so that many more families are teetering on the edge. The good news is that we aren’t locked into it. Over the last century we painted ourselves into this corner, where personal cars became the only option for access. Over the next hundred years, guided by the vision of nondrivers, we can paint ourselves out, bit by bit, creating communities where cars aren’t necessary. 

Anna Zivarts is a low-vision parent, nondriver, and author of When Driving Is Not an Option: Steering Away from Car Dependency (Island Press, 2024). Anna launched the Week Without Driving challenge and directs the Disability Mobility Initiative at Disability Rights Washington, where she organizes to bring the voices of nondrivers to the planning and policy-making tables. Anna sits on the board of the League of American Bicyclists and serves as a member of the Transportation Research Board’s Committee on Public Health and Transportation. 

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Marination, Frelard Tamales, and More

by EverOut Staff

Happy Pride Month! It’s a great time to think about how you can put some of your hard-earned dollars toward supporting local LGBTQ-owned businesses, both while you’re out and about this June and all year long. From Frelard Tamales to Marination, we’ve rounded up some of our favorite queer-owned bars, restaurants, and cafes in Seattle. For more ideas, check out our food and drink guide.

A La Mode Pies
Owned by Chris Porter, “Seattle’s premier pie bakery” serves up flaky creations in flavors like spiced apple, Blue Hawaiian, key lime, Mexican chocolate mousse, strawberry rhubarb, raspberry crumble, sour cherry, banana cream, and toasted coconut.
Ballard, Phinney Ridge, West Seattle

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The Stranger’s morning news roundup.

by Hannah Krieg

Weather: Good morning. Thanks for being here. Let me tell you a little bit about the weather before we get too rowdy, okay? Okay. So, according to the National Weather Service, Slog readers who live or work in Seattle can expect sunny skies and a high of 69 degrees (haha, sex number). The warm weather will continue through the weekend.

But wait: I hate to yuck your yum if you are excited about the sunny day ahead, but climate change is bruuuuuutaaaaaaaallllll. Yesterday, United Nations Secretary General António Guterres delivered a speech in New York, saying we are at a dangerous tipping point in the climate catastrophe. Guterres said, “We are playing Russian roulette with our planet” and “we need an exit ramp off the highway to climate hell.” This comes after hitting a “shocking” new milestone—12 consecutive months of unprecedented heat. Yikes! 

Ceasefire long overdue: Early this morning, Israel launched airstrikes at a UN school where displaced Palestinians were taking shelter from the bombardments in Israel’s ongoing genocide. Israel killed at least 40 Palestinians, including many children, according to the Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital. The Israeli Defense Forces (IDF) claimed that Hamas was hiding in the school, but like usual, they did not provide any proof of their claim. According to IDF spokesperson Lieutenant Colonel Peter Lerner, he’s “not aware of civilian casualties” and he’s telling media not to believe death counts from Gaza sources. With all the bullshit the Israeli government spews about how there’s no “innocent civilians” in Gaza, no one should trust that the IDF is being selective about which Palestinians they kill. 

Israeli forces have bombed a UN-linked school in central Gaza, killing many forcibly displaced Palestinians and injuring dozens more, according to officials and local media. pic.twitter.com/QvrGqcdwih

— Al Jazeera English (@AJEnglish) June 6, 2024

Ethic schmethics: Council Member Tanya Woo, after hearing advice from Seattle Ethics and Elections Committee Director Wayne Barnett to recuse herself from a controversial vote to roll back the minimum wage for gig workers, sought a “second opinion” from the whole committee. In a meeting yesterday, most of the committee agreed that she had a financial interest in the bill because of her father-in-law’s restaurant, but they did not act. Barnett told me that means the committee left his opinion in place. According to Seattle Times reporter David Kroman, Woo said she was hoping for more clarity in the commission meeting. He tweeted that Woo is “‘leaning’ one direction but needs more time to consider.” If she recuses herself, the bill is pretty clearly dead.

The commission didn’t take any action. They mostly agreed that Woo should recuse but not unanimously. I talked to Woo afterward who said she was hoping for more clarity. She said she’s “leaning” one direction but needs more time to consider https://t.co/ja66xKNTIk

— David Kroman (@KromanDavid) June 5, 2024

Kent update: As I reported earlier this week, the City of Kent did not sweep an encampment of more than 200 migrants on Tuesday, despite getting the go-ahead from King County. The County told Kent that they wouldn’t send King County sheriffs to help, so Kent backed off, telling press they wouldn’t sweep without the sheriff’s office support. The County told me yesterday morning that “If Kent is no longer planning to enforce their request, then the County will not enforce the trespass but will continue our work with the organizations we have funded to do outreach to asylees.” So, the encampment and the migrants who live there are in limbo again. The Seattle Times has more. 

Speaking of sweeps: Seattle loves them!

NEW: Seattle’s $26.6 million Unified Care Team carried out more than 2,800 sweeps in 2023, a three-fold increase from 2022. For @RealChangeNews, I investigated the city’s policy of systemic displacement and dislocation against its homeless residents.https://t.co/tH81Pt8kH0

— Guy Oron (@GuyOron) June 5, 2024

I hate them so bad: Senate Republicans killed the Right to Contraception Act, which Democrats designed to protect access to birth control and help them win favor with voters heading into an election. The Democrats also plan to vote on a package of legislation to protect IVF next week. Good luck with that!

We are here and we are queer: Hey! We wrote a bunch of gay stuff for Pride month, put it in a print edition, and now we want you to go find it in the wild and read it. Have fun!

Our 2024 Queer Issue has landed!

Given Seattle Pride’s 50th anniversary, in our first print Queer Issue since COVID-19, we decided to focus on that future rather than dwell on our past. pic.twitter.com/nTVtZ7sYSW

— The Stranger 🗞 (@TheStranger) June 5, 2024

Mr. Trump: In a new order filed Wednesday, a Georgia appeals court indefinitely paused former President Donald Trump’s election subversion case. According to CNN, this amounts to a massive victory for Trump (who is looking for a W after he got convicted on 34 felony counts last week lol) because the decision probably pushed the issue until after the election this November. 

Also: Trump may not be allowed to carry a gun in New York soon. 

More Trump: Okay, last thing I promise. All the national news girlies are speculating about who Trump may select to be his VP, an interesting job to fill given how he probably would have let his supporters hang the last guy he picked. It looks like Trump’s narrowed his search to four dudes: North Dakota Governor Doug Burgum, Florida Senator Marco Rubio, South Carolina Senator Tim Scott, and Ohio Senator JD Vance. Trump has requested documents from all of them, which is part of the selection process. But other rumors insist the former president already ruled out Vance, or that Trump will most likely pick Scott. A senior campaign manager is trying to keep the mystery alive. He said, “Anyone claiming to know who or when President Trump will choose his VP is lying, unless the person is named Donald J. Trump.” 

In honor of her upcoming album: This is the best Charli XCX song, hands down. When you are older and we go get drunk at a dive bar on a weeknight, I will tell you why this song hits me as hard as it does. I am so soft.

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Basket tosses! Basket tosses! Basket tosses!

by Nathalie Graham

Sometimes on a Sunday night you find yourself holding a woman up by the soles of her feet.

I gripped Stevie Escobedo, 33, by her white sneaker. Beside me, Anthony Alston, 53, cradled her other shoe. He breathed the counts of the routine we had just rehearsed in pantomime. I couldn’t remember the counts, so I mimicked Alston, keeping one eye on him and the other on Escobedo, who, from my vantage point, was all leg. Her torso and head poked out from above her knee. I’d never seen a person from this perspective. “That’s fun,” I thought. Similarly, no one had ever trusted me with their life like this. And, should they have?

“Six, seven, eight,” Alston called. We raised Escobedo up, then down. My fingers turned white from squeezing her shoe so hard. Any wobble and she’d topple. Somehow, she dismounted in one piece.

Le Carr, 32, who had been spotting from the back as an aptly named “back spot,” turned to me. “Are you ready to get up there?”

I shrugged. Why not?

For my latest exploration into Seattle subcultures, I hoisted myself onto the shoulders of Cheer Seattle’s “queerleaders” to figure out what this majority-LGBTQIA nonprofit was all about and to determine the origin of the pep in its step.

In doing so, I met a group of people changing a historically gendered sport by stripping away its more restrictive rules and stereotypes. What’s left behind is all the elements of cheerleading glossed over in pop-culture: the positivity, the enthusiasm, the teamwork, the trust.

Formed in 2014, Cheer Seattle is part of the 14-team nationwide Pride Cheerleading Association. The group aims to allow LGBTQ+ members and their allies to perform while raising money for good causes and awareness about the queer community.

Cheer Seattle hosts three teams: a stunt team (Sapphire), a dance team (Emerald), and a production team (Diamond), so anyone who’s interested in cheer has a place. They cheer at sporting events, they volunteer at fundraisers and races, and they perform at Pride. This year, Cheer Seattle’s raised funds will go toward The Lavender Rights Project, a Washington-based group focused on Black trans women.

“It [feels] like using my powers for good,” Alston said. “Going to Pride events year after year is one thing, but being in the parade and raising money for a local charity is really inspiring and motivating.”

Alston was one of three people who started Cheer Seattle 10 years ago. The group’s origin, however, starts in San Francisco.

Alston joined Cheer San Francisco, the first of the PCA teams, back in 2001. A gay Seattle transplant adrift in a post-dot-com-bust and post-9/11-world, he needed community. As a lifelong self-proclaimed band geek marching on football fields next to cheer squads, he said he’d always harbored a desire to take up a pair of pom-poms of his own.

“I always saw the cheerleaders, and I was like, ‘One day, that would be cool,’” he said. “But I thought I was too old.”

When Cheer San Francisco started recruiting back spots, he joined.

“Wearing that uniform was awesome,” he said. ‘I’m getting chills just telling you about it because it brings back a flood of memories.”

He led the San Francisco Pride parade for six years, driving his truck equipped with blaring freight train horns and leading 300 cheerleaders from San Francisco, Los Angeles, and Sacramento, all doing stunts along the way.

“Looking down Market Street and everyone is waiting for us to start the parade, the anticipation, the energy, the excitement, and then you’d see basket tosses! Basket tosses! Basket tosses!” He said, gesturing with his hands, his fingernails painted blue and green. “When you’re performing, you’re connecting with your community, you’re connecting with the crowds, you’re hyping them up, you’re giving them something.”

As he gets older, performing takes more of a toll on his body—“I’ve sacrificed both my biceps to cheer,” he said, yet he still can’t give it up.

“There’s no other high that satisfies me that much,” he said.

When he moved back to Seattle, he knew he needed to start a PCA team. So he did. Now, while performing still gives him that high, he also derives satisfaction from watching people grow because of this thing he started.

“What they were getting out of the experience—people who had never cheered before, who wanted to fly, who wanted to base, who wanted to dance and perform—they got those experiences through Cheer Seattle,” he said. “I’m glad to facilitate that. It’s like a proud papa moment.”

A Gayer High School Do-Over

Cheer Seattle performing a routine in the opening ceremony for the 2023 Gay Games in Guadalajara, Mexico. Tenzin J. Armenta

Escobedo recently moved to Seattle from Colorado after realizing she was queer. Determined to explore that, she made the difficult choice to part ways with her then-husband, who is still her best friend, and branch out on her own.

“I was trying to figure out who I am as an adult, as a human,” she said. She found Cheer Seattle last October.

Escobedo cheered in high school, but she hadn’t picked up any pom-poms since. Picking them up again as an adult felt like a high school do-over–except, this time way gayer.

“I definitely feel like I’ve been going through my queer adolescence this whole time,” she said. “I’m reliving high school in such a different space.”

As a late-blooming queer person, she says things like the act of coming into your sexuality during the prime of adulthood can often be difficult and lonely.

“It’s rough just as it was the first time, as it was in high school; the pains, the awkwardness, the discomfort … Even coming onto a cheerleading team and being 33—that’s probably not the most comfortable thing, but the more you can live in that discomfort, the more you’re going to experience life,” she said.

Rediscovering a sport she loved alongside a team full of fellow LGBTQ+ people helped her grow, and now she wants to help Cheer Seattle change and grow, too.

“Everything has been passed down in cheerleading,” she said, speaking of the traditions and the status quo of the sport. “But we’re the queer community, we’re the queer community in Seattle,” she snapped her fingers. “Let’s cunt it up!”

Binary Bustin’

Since the pandemic, Cheer Seattle has gone through some big changes of its own. One big change has been around fliers.

Spencer Watson, 30, came out as gay in Boise, Idaho when he was 12. Right around that time, he joined his first cheerleading team. He was the only boy, but he didn’t care. He fell in love with cheerleading and it changed his life, both personally and geographically.

He left Idaho after senior year to join an all-star cheer team in Kent, Washington.

“The driver [for my move] was Seattle; like, I’m gonna bloom as a big ol’ gay boy here, not in Idaho,” he said.

Throughout his 18 years of performing cheer and his 15 years of coaching it, Watson, now a coach at Cheer Seattle, never flew, the position in cheerleading where you’re tossed in the air like a little sack of potatoes with pointed toes. Despite teaching the skill, Watson never tried it. He wasn’t allowed.

Traditional cheerleading harbors a stereotype where “boys don’t fly,” only women fly. “That’s their role,” Watson said. “It’s this binary gender role that I’m not here for.”

When he first started coaching at Cheer Seattle four years ago, he tried to change the flier rules. Even in a progressive, boundary-pushing organization, it took years for the change to catch on universally versus on a case-by-case basis. In the last four years, that’s changed.

“It’s been such an inspiration for all the other members who had wanted to fly but didn’t feel they had not only the gender to fly but the body type to fly,” Watson said. “There are so many other factors that play a role in flying than weight, or, fuck, your gender.”

Tony Thompson, 37, never cheered in his life before joining Cheer Seattle. Now, as a performer, he wants to do it all.

“I’m mainly a backspot, I help lift the flier into the air,” Thompson said. “But, I’m trying to be a triple threat. I also want to be a base, and I also want to fly next season. The fliers get most of the face time, and having a queer male flier out there would be really good. I’m trying to bring more representation into the air.”

He continued: “I’m not trying to throw a Showgirls moment, but I will do a Showgirls moment.”

All body types and all genders can fly at Cheer Seattle. Thompson says that Cheer Seattle is the “most queer-diverse” of the cheerleading teams.

“We push that envelope,” he said.

For the Enbys

Cheer Seattle’s volun-cheerleaders spend each year volunteering and cheering to raise funds for LGBTQ+ nonprofits. Tenzin J. Armenta

Speaking of breaking cheerleading norms, Cheer Seattle recently started offering gender neutral uniform options.

“We try to get away from the binary,” Thompson said. “We can wear whatever we want to wear.” Maybe that’s a skirt, maybe that’s leggings.

It’s one way of dismantling rules around a sport which, for decades, was been built on norms around femininity.

Carr, who I originally met when they taught me how to powerlift, grew up cheerleading at a highly competitive level before an injury ended their cheer career.

“I obviously really value the competition and the sportiness of it, but I also really struggled with a lot of the feelings of belonging, at least when I did it back in Georgia,” Carr said

Carr came out as nonbinary in the years since they last did a back handspring.

Last summer, they found Cheer Seattle after drunkenly googling “queer cheerleading” at Queer/Bar. They sent in an application at 2 am and have been with the squad ever since.

Carr described Cheer Seattle as “a way of cheerleading that has all the positives.”

The team serves as a foil to the stereotypical perception of cheerleading; you know, the mean girls, the cliques, the drama.

“It is absolutely not intimidating and it is not exclusive,” Carr said. “It doesn’t matter if you’ve had 12-plus years of experience or never cheered before in your life.”

They told me this, and then–true to their word–they coaxed me to fly.

On Top of the Pyramid

I gripped Carr’s and Alton’s shoulders. With my arms straight, I leaned all my weight onto their bodies and pulled myself into a ball, my knees level with their ears.

All I could focus on was the thought of causing them pain.

“Am I hurting you?” I asked.

They both told me no, I was fine. Beneath me, their bodies braced. They felt solid. This was why they were called bases.

“Three and four and…” someone–maybe everyone–counted, and I swung my feet into each of their hands. They held me aloft. “What the hell, what the hell,” I thought. How was I going to stand up?

A different person called: “Keep your arms by your sides and straighten your arms!” As someone most comfortable within the confines of rules and instructions, I obeyed happily.

Then, even though I knew it was coming, I completely forgot the part where Carr and Alston would heft me up while I stood on their hands. Unexpectedly, they propelled me upward so I was towering above the School of Acrobatics and New Circus Arts’ practice area. My stomach dropped, my heart fluttered, everyone looked up at me while I looked down on them. This was a new perspective, too. I stretched my arms up, keeping my body as straight and grounded as I could.

I stretched my arms out wide, my fists curled loosely like cinnamon rolls, like a cheerleader.

Around me, the rest of the squad practiced legitimate basket tosses, throwing their fliers into the air and catching them.

Despite the new heights, I never worried about falling. The team below me, most of whom I’d just met, would catch me–I was sure of that. The trust required for this sport seemed greater than the athleticism, I thought. And yet, depending on these people felt like second nature.

Gently, the bases lowered me down and eased me into a dismount.

As I stood on the ground, my body vibrated. I simultaneously felt like I’d just walked off a rollercoaster and like I’d just chugged a coffee on an empty stomach. My head swam, my pulse raced. Everyone around me patted me on the back, showering me with compliments. I could see how cheerleading could become an addiction.

“We’ll teach you tumbling next,” Carr said. ν

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