John Lee Cowell, the man who murdered Nia Wilson and injured her sister on a BART station platform in 2018 will be sentenced Friday. He was originally scheduled to be sentenced in April, but court schedules have been delayed in the wake of the Covid-19 pandemic. The road to this

Amber Guyger, the former Dallas cop who illegally entered an innocent man’s apartment and fatally shot him, was just sentenced Wednesday to 10 years in prison for murder. Although the sentence could have easily been extended to life in prison, as many people who haven’t worn the shield are often

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Welcome our bi-weekly column, “Ask a Grown Up” in which you can ask and have your most burning questions answered by a supposed grown up. Howdy-doody (heh, heh doody) Broke-Ass-a-roonies! It is I, Kate, the smartest of alecks, the most supposed of grown ups here with another installment of Ask

By Amanda Davis You know the feeling when you can’t look away from something disastrous? Like driving really slowly past a car accident, just to get a good look? Today, murder stories are the couch-lock equivalent of insane car accidents. Explorer Daniel Boone once said, “Curiosity is natural to the

Although the Los Angeles police department insist Lee died of natural causes, dozens of evil geniuses, vigilante assassins, and misguided mutants are clamoring to take responsibility

On Tuesday, June 19th,  the California Senate Public Safety committee will discuss AB931, The Police Accountability and Community Protection Act, which aims to limit when cops can legally kill citizens and hold police legally responsible when they kill people wrongfully. In 2015 SF police fired 26 rounds at Mario Woods

In the early morning of Saturday September 9th, Anthony Torres (aka Bubbles) was shot and murdered in the Tenderloin, rocked the nightlife and the queer community of San Francisco. I wrote this eulogy to him that summed up his important to The City. As today, over ten days later, while

Fucking Bubbles. I don’t know how many times I’ve said that phrase since I first met him in Dolores Park in 2014. In fact anyone who ever met Bubbles uttered that phrase at least once, whether in absolute awe, complete exasperation, or both simultaneously. Bubbles was Bubbles. There are a