NEWS I must admit, I am impressed by the tenacity of these wannabe news writers. True, I would be more impressed if theirs was not so often the tenacity of an addict arguing for another hit. Still, one must tip one's hat, or at least shiver a little in fright, at how relentless these people are. Case in point: DOMINIC HOLDEN, who this week finds another excuse for pushing legalization of his beloved giggle weed, this time railing against "budthirsty" state patrolmen (get it, budthirsty?) who had the audacity to try to enforce state laws on pot growers. Next up: ERICA C. BARNETT wastes another batch of words in her ongoing attempt to valorize local bikers. And rounding out the list of obsessions, JONAH SPANGENTHAL-LEE once again tries to lie down in front of the bulldozer of progress by fuming about perfectly legal development plans. PLUS: In the Hall, In Other Neighborhoods, CounterIntel, and Police Beat.

FEATURETension at the CenterWhen last we heard from BRENDAN KILEY in this spot, he was shamelessly recounting his pursuit of wild game within the city limits—his summer spent hunting and eating Seattle's pigeons, rabbits, and other disgusting creatures. Maybe the taste of urban animal flesh sobered him up a bit, because this time, in a jaw-dropping display of maturity, Mr. Kiley uses the feature well, not as a hunting lodge, but as a place to explore the past and future of a venerable civic institution, Seattle Center, with thoughtful prose and persuasive argument. However, I cannot help but take note of Mr. Kiley's analogies and metaphors, as they still drip with bloodlust. Read the whole piece—as you should—and you will see a man still in love with the "feral," still hungry for "bones, ligaments, and arteries." Mr. Kiley, I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that my mink farm, per our agreement, is off limits.