Red and Black is Back

By Juan Lacayo|April 24, 2018Student Writing, The Porthole|

Three years after closing for business, the Red and Black Café will reopen this year with a May Day potluck. Fans of the Red and Black Café should know that the new location and its actual first day of business will be announced at the event. In observance of the holiday, guests are expected to “cook their own damn meals,” as well as, “bus their own damn tables and wash their own damn dishes.”

The event will include shouting grievances into the face of a life-sized likeness of Donald Trump (including life-sized tiny hands!), an open-mic concert, and the ceremonial destruction of a structure comprised of parking meters built to resemble two trees arched over the effigy of Mayor Ted Wheeler. This event is entitled the “Smashing of the Patriarchy.”

For directions to the potluck, guests should find their local Street Roots distributor and hand them money until they reveal the address. Red and Black Collective member John Langley advises,

“Mike on the corner of SW Stark and 12th has the best handle on where these types of events happen, but Humberto on the corner of SE 28th and Burnside, he’s more trustworthy than Mike, no matter what Mike says. If all else fails, bring a carton of smokes to Danica and she’ll tell you the location if you beat her in a chess match, which isn’t a proper anarchist game but, as she put it, ‘That shit ain’t [her] jam. No, Sir.’”

Langley also stated that the new business model will be reminiscent of the “New Portland/bougie DIY” model popping up in establishments throughout Portland. The menu will still be all vegan and the ingredients organic and locally sourced, however hungry guests will follow the established recipes within the sanctity of the safe space, after which collective members will then Yelp review each guests’ performances and attitudes.

On a final note, Langley added, “As always, down with capitalism and Fuck the Po-lice!”

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About Juan Lacayo

Storytelling is the province of which I am a denizen. Within this realm, in a busy part of town where many pass by and few enter, audiences can find me spinning yarns, weaving tapestries, and stitching together the fabrics of everyday reality. Sometimes those cloths are used for shelter and security, other times they are meant to dazzle and delight those who don them, still other times they are meant for their practical uses in life. However, they are always crafted to specification. Cut to form. Stitched to fit. Carefully considered for the form the fabrics will hug so that each form will glide effortlessly and gracefully, as one. The important thing for those who peruse my collections to remember is that many cuts will fit and complement your form, while others will seem tailored for another figure. You may feel uncomfortable, out of place, yet incongruously drawn to the form that could fill that space. It might be thoughtful consideration of the threads binding together the whole; or how the piece traces the curves a form, leaving room for only a breath of excitement; or possibly the revelation of unconsidered possibilities that coax you into my shop. Whatever your inspiration, know that through these doors lie awesome possibilities that, once beheld, cannot be unseen and should not be forgotten.