Opinion

Reviewing the years of her childhood, education, teaching and counseling, work as "Rosie, the Riveter" for Boeing, political activity with the National Organization of Women, community organizing, performing musical and comedic entertainment,…MORE

By Amanda Knox   By my weary, vacant look, you wouldn’t guess at how thrilled I am. I’m so exhausted, I forget myself. This is because all this past week, my partner Chris and I have been organizing, gathering, and boxing our separate households…MORE

By Amanda Knox   By my weary, vacant look, you wouldn’t guess at how thrilled I am. I’m so exhausted, I forget myself. This is because all this past week, my partner Chris and I have been organizing, gathering, and boxing our separate households…MORE

By Amanda Knox

The paparazzi like to describe their relationship with celebrities as symbiotic, and when you look at the Kardashians, that seems like a reasonable way to frame it. But just because a few socialites have learned to exploit…MORE

There’s high pressure in Seattle’s restaurant scene. Reputation, reviews, big talk can make or break a business. In the world with anonymous screeds on Yelp and secret shoppers, the customer is always right, right? Or are they? The restaurant…MORE

By Amanda Knox

Some things are irrevocably lost. The time I spent in Perugia—when I was just another young college student in the crowd—feels that way. I had been there for only a little over a month before tragedy struck. I couldn’t say…MORE

By Amanda Knox   Some things are irrevocably lost. The time I spent in Perugia—when I was just another young college student in the crowd—feels that way. I had been there for only a little over a month before tragedy struck. I couldn’t say that I…MORE

By Amanda Knox   On his birthday, my partner introduced me to this tradition he has, of writing himself a birthday sonnet. He read me a few from the last few years. They weren’t festive. Rather, they attempted to encapsulate sentiments for…MORE

By Pat Cashman

I was 12 years old, and everyone else had left the dinner table twenty minutes earlier. But there I remained seated while under the baleful eye of my mother. “Keep eating it until you’re done,” she said. The “it” she…MORE

By Amanda Knox

On his birthday, my partner introduced me to this tradition he has, of writing himself a birthday sonnet. He read me a few from the last few years. They weren’t festive. Rather, they attempted to encapsulate sentiments for…MORE