The owner of the Eagle is getting fucked from both ends—not literally, sadly. On one end, the state is sending undercover liquor enforcement officers into the Eagle (on your dime, during a budget crisis) to watch porn and fine the gay leather bar for whatever porn they don't like (officer's discretion). On the other, customers have said they don't go to the Eagle anymore because it is prohibited from showing the kind of porn customers of the Eagle want to see (hardcore). The Stranger is lobbying hard to get liquor rules changed, but that's going to take a while. Now's the time to support one of the last vestiges of vintage counterculture before the state puts it out of business. (Seattle Eagle, 314 E Pike St, 621-7591, 2 pm–2 am, 21+)