Orlando
What I Learned at an Active Shooter Workshop
“No guarantees,” said Deputy Chief Ken Craig throughout the evening. “You won’t know how you’re going to respond until it happens.” The ominous disclaimer hushed the room as one by one, we placed ourselves at the center of a worst-case scenario. What would you do if, on a night out
Saturday Morning Memories: BAS Pride In Pictures 2016
Hey there, jotos! Can you believe that our sticky, summertime slut-in is already in us??? Yeps, the singlets, slings and stillettos have already been ransacked at Mr. S and folks are desperately trying to get their last minute tramp stamps into all the fetes du fetish. Here at BAS, however,
The November 2024 BAS Voter Guide
A Big Change to This Year’s Voter Guide We’ve been doing voter guides for a really long time. I’m pretty sure we put our first one out in like 2010 or something. And I know that thousands of you rely on our voter guides to help you make decision. But
BAS Pride 2016: High Fantasy Clothing Swap, Anti-violence Panel, & March w/ Harvey Milk & Jane Kim
Pride 2016 may be one of the most important in recent memory. Out of the tragedy of Orlando, a wave of solidarity has spread across the world and it has galvanized our community to respond with love, to speak out against our culture of violence, stand with our Latinx, Muslim,
BAS PRIDE: Contigo and Pulso de Amor Continúa for Orlando Tonight & Sat.
My mother had called me this past Sunday morning to inform me of the incomprehensible horror we all woke up to: 49 people had been mowed down in a gay bar in Orlando, with 53 brutally injured. In the hours that followed, as I read updates and watched report after
Why Can’t Gay Men Give Blood? An Analysis
I gave blood this week. But if I had sucked c*ck or done a dude I met on Grindr anytime in the last year, they would have turned me away. After scores of gay men were denied from donating blood in the aftermath of the Orlando shootings, many of our
There Is A Place More Expensive Than NYC
Ladies and gentlemen, I have found the one magical place on Earth where New Yorkers can go and be appalled by the price of a chili dog, revolted by the cost of a bottle of water, and be utterly nauseated by the price of a typical postcard—the one, the