Jeff Cogen never wanted Sam Adams’ reputation. He wanted Adams’ job.
Two years ago, Adams
was mayor of Portland, hobbled by revelations in 2009 that he had lied
about a sexual relationship w
Anytime a Willy Week writer discovers something
awesome in Portland, we fashion a way to write about it. We’re pretty
good at this—almost every issue finds us declaring something or other to
Heather Merrifield adopted an abused boy. Now he’s back where the abuse started—and she’s being blamed.
In 2006, Heather Merrifield tried to rescue a 6-year-old boy named Daniel.
The boy had been so
severely abused by his mother and father that the state of Oregon
terminated their parental rights
Chuck Palahniuk’s Fugitives and Refugees 10 Years Later.
In junior high, they give you To Kill a Mockingbird. In high school, it’s The Catcher in the Rye.
In Texas, we presume, they give you a Bible and a gun. In Portland,
sooner or later most new arr
Owners of the Oregonian gamble on the newspaper’s digital future.
The death of The Oregonian as you know it came at 9:58 am on June 20.
when reporters, editors, photographers and designers who put out the
163-year-old daily newspaper were told to “p
Catch a trout, bounce between trees, climb a snow-capped mountain, surf the river and kill your own food.
Portland reminds us of an adult summer
camp—and not just because of the low wages, rugged fashion or widely
varied grooming habits. Deserted on winter weekdays, this town really
comes alive as
Mia Birk takes bike share to New York—and sparks bedlam in Gotham.
Three weeks ago, an invading fleet arrived in Manhattan.
cobalt-blue bikes appeared in gleaming silver docks. They materialized
in Brooklyn, too, near co-ops and bodegas. Citizens
Reader, beware: What follows is mostly gossip and opinion.
As we have done near the end of every legislative session since 1977, WW surveyed Salem lobbyists, legislative staffers and journalists to
Syphilis is back—and it’s spreading quickly among gay men who don’t use condoms.
Novice Sister Donna Vanewday sways to the pounding dubstep
in Old Town’s CC Slaughters nightclub, cooling himself with a black fan.
It’s hot as hell inside a nun’s habit.
He’s a towering