SAN FRANCISCO SENTINEL October 18, 1990 Street Talk “Let’s Bite Each Other’s Tails Off” By Doris Fish There’s a heartbreaking phenomenon – one often reads in the tales of farm animal abuse; the victims will attack each other. Chickens peck each other to death to get a little space and pigs, too…
San Francisco Sentinel May 3, 1990 Street Talk Woof, Woof Miss Chaos Pageant at Club Uranus By Doris Fish Sentinel Arts Writer “If the stage could bark…” the late Tommy Pace said, and I couldn’t help thinking of him last Sunday night at the Miss Chaos Pageant at Club Uranus. What a bunch…
San Francisco Sentinel May 17, 1990 Street Talk Sin City By Doris Fish How could I sink so low as to lip-synch to ABBA’s “Dancing Queen” and yet still have it be one of the high spots at that low dive, DNA? When housework seems suddenly attractive and the flared old sequined…
San Francisco Sentinel May 24, 1990 Street Talk Oh George, You Poor Miserable Thing By Doris Fish (Note from Tree (transcriber) Included at the end is the article Doris refers to: ‘Get a Life’ by George Buchanan, originally published in the Bay Times. TW: Nasty and hurtful comments about drag. George Buchanan is…
San Francisco Sentinel May 31, 1990 Street Talk A Quiet, Dressy Evening By Doris Fish I pride myself on being very sophisticated and broad minded, but even I saw some things that surprised me last week. The host Mr. Bob Davis, a big handsome straight musician, greeted his guests in a purple…
San Francisco Sentinel June 14, 1990 Street Talk Birthday Boy By Doris Fish Before I regale you with “The Phil Ford Party Saga”, I must clear up slight blurring of the facts from a few weeks ago. It seems I suggested that my good, good friend Miss X was a lush! Not in…
San Francisco Sentinel Street Talk June 21, 1990 Oh No, Not Another Gay Day! By Doris Fish My, how time flies! Has it really been a year? I’ve had twelve months to get ready, and I still don’t have a thing to wear! “What are you wearing luvvie?” I asked Miss X. …
San Francisco Sentinel June 28, 1990 Street Talk Our Little Brothers and Sisters By Doris Fish I had difficulty feeling like part of an oppressed minority last week. If only for a few days, we were on top of the heap. We’ve been abused for centuries, we’ve been the faggots on the bottom…
San Francisco Sentinel July 12, 1990 Street Talk Hideous Old Queen By Doris Fish For once I don’t mean Miss X; I’m referring to the Queen I see in the mirror. Yes, I admit it, I’m no spring chicken. It doesn’t seem that long ago. I was carelessly calling anyone who…
San Francisco Sentinel July 19, 1990 Street Talk A Letter from Paris By Doris Fish “Dear Possum, “I would write more often but nothing happens. I thought Princess Di would be plaguing me with phone calls and invitations for ‘at-homes’ with Elton John at the piano, but no; the Palace is probably…