In his debut novel, Brooklyn native Robert Jones, Jr., describes the romantic and tragic relationship between Samuel and Isaiah, two enslaved young men on a Mississippi cotton plantation in the early 1800s. The Prophets explores gender…
Lines are being drawn for the once-a-decade mapping of US Congressional and states’ legislative districts and for county and city offices based on the prior year’s census. This time around in California, there are more…
Quick, what’s your sexuality? Most of us know roughly where we fall on the Kinsey scale that goes from zero (totally straight) to six (flaming faggot or butchest of dykes). But have you considered another…
San Francisco Supervisor Rafael Mandelman says his passion for politics goes back to age 5 and his passion for providing mental health services to combat homelessness from his mother “spiraling into mental illness” some years…
Wanna help produce queer radio? Join us! We are looking for creative folks to help produce, promote and distribute our weekly podcast and radio program. Out in the Bay’s mission is to share LGBTQ voices…
Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore’s new book, The Freezer Door, mourns losing “the dream of queer” — a “world without borders and hierarchies” — that she says consumerism, technology and gentrification are destroying. Sycamore terms the…
Can we have civil civic discourse in these fractious times? Manny Yekutiel, activist and owner of the cafe, bookstore and civic events space Manny’s, passionately believes so. Manny opened his “people-powered and community-focused meeting and…
Blackmail, My Love is a noir murder-mystery novel set in San Francisco, 1951 – “The Dark Ages of Queerdom,” as author and illustrator Katie Gilmartin puts it – when cops raided gay and lesbian bars,…
Happy New Year!? We all hope 2021 will be kinder to us than 2020 … but only time will tell. So this week: 2020 in the queer-view mirror and a look ahead into 2021 with national…
In the Bay and across the country, we’re nearly 10 months into COVID restrictions. Some of us are skin-starved, many of us even love-starved. No hugs, no spooning, no sex. No Friends. No family. It’s…
