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	<title>Comments on: When Women Ruled Valencia</title>
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		<title>By: Evan</title>
		<link>http://www.missionmission.org/2008/06/29/when-women-ruled-valencia/#comment-1047</link>
		<dc:creator>Evan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 23:38:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#039;ll ignore the outright gender discrimination inherent in making certain businesses &quot;women-only,&quot; &quot;women-oriented,&quot; or &quot;by and for women&quot; as long as women agree to never play shufflepuck at Doc&#039;s Clock.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ll ignore the outright gender discrimination inherent in making certain businesses &#8220;women-only,&#8221; &#8220;women-oriented,&#8221; or &#8220;by and for women&#8221; as long as women agree to never play shufflepuck at Doc&#8217;s Clock.</p>
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		<title>By: gordonzola</title>
		<link>http://www.missionmission.org/2008/06/29/when-women-ruled-valencia/#comment-1046</link>
		<dc:creator>gordonzola</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 13:51:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The first time I went to Amelia&#039;s I was the only man with  a group of 4-5 women.  When I entered the woman working the door pulled me aside and explained that it was a women&#039;s space and that I was welcome to be there but that I needed to understand that.  I said I did, and there was no issue after that.

If I remember correctly (and it may not have always been that way) Old Wives Tales was open to anyone but there was a women&#039;s only space within the store (I think that was after they expanded).

It&#039;s a little foggy.  This post made me realize how long ago it all was.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The first time I went to Amelia&#8217;s I was the only man with  a group of 4-5 women.  When I entered the woman working the door pulled me aside and explained that it was a women&#8217;s space and that I was welcome to be there but that I needed to understand that.  I said I did, and there was no issue after that.</p>
<p>If I remember correctly (and it may not have always been that way) Old Wives Tales was open to anyone but there was a women&#8217;s only space within the store (I think that was after they expanded).</p>
<p>It&#8217;s a little foggy.  This post made me realize how long ago it all was.</p>
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		<title>By: C.</title>
		<link>http://www.missionmission.org/2008/06/29/when-women-ruled-valencia/#comment-1045</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 19:13:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I remember!  When I first moved here, in 1985, my closest friend was a very happening, very connected young lesbian woman, who not only took care of me by giving me a job as her assistant but also gave me a fabulous introduction to the city by taking me out with her to all her favorite places.  The Elbo Room was Amelia&#039;s, and one of them.  It was definitely not &quot;women-only&quot;, as I spent many evenings there (and I am a man), but it was definitely &quot;by and for women&quot; (as we might now say following the language of clothing labels); there was also a lot of progressive gender-related terminology in those days, such as &quot;woman-identified&quot;, but I can&#039;t remember the subtleties of its variations and applications, esp. not in the context of bars.  I have fond memories of very warm, friendly and festive reception at Amelia&#039;s, naturally partly due to my company, but also just because it seemed to be a very special place in its human dimensions.  As Elizabeth mentions, Osento, which sadly is going out now, was present then too, and a very big and regular part of lives of many of the aficionadas of Amelia&#039;s (I just realized &quot;aficionadas&quot; gets spell-checked, but &quot;aficionados&quot; doesn&#039;t).  My sense was that its popularity hadn&#039;t declined, but perhaps it&#039;s just very difficult to maintain such an establishment in the recently priced-up Mission.  In any case - Yo, Mission Mission, keep it real!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember!  When I first moved here, in 1985, my closest friend was a very happening, very connected young lesbian woman, who not only took care of me by giving me a job as her assistant but also gave me a fabulous introduction to the city by taking me out with her to all her favorite places.  The Elbo Room was Amelia&#8217;s, and one of them.  It was definitely not &#8220;women-only&#8221;, as I spent many evenings there (and I am a man), but it was definitely &#8220;by and for women&#8221; (as we might now say following the language of clothing labels); there was also a lot of progressive gender-related terminology in those days, such as &#8220;woman-identified&#8221;, but I can&#8217;t remember the subtleties of its variations and applications, esp. not in the context of bars.  I have fond memories of very warm, friendly and festive reception at Amelia&#8217;s, naturally partly due to my company, but also just because it seemed to be a very special place in its human dimensions.  As Elizabeth mentions, Osento, which sadly is going out now, was present then too, and a very big and regular part of lives of many of the aficionadas of Amelia&#8217;s (I just realized &#8220;aficionadas&#8221; gets spell-checked, but &#8220;aficionados&#8221; doesn&#8217;t).  My sense was that its popularity hadn&#8217;t declined, but perhaps it&#8217;s just very difficult to maintain such an establishment in the recently priced-up Mission.  In any case &#8211; Yo, Mission Mission, keep it real!</p>
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		<title>By: SlideSF</title>
		<link>http://www.missionmission.org/2008/06/29/when-women-ruled-valencia/#comment-1044</link>
		<dc:creator>SlideSF</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 14:52:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I remember when I was new in town, around 1980.  I was walking down Valencia St., just checking out the bars.  I walked into Amelia&#039;s (now Elbo Room), and immediately every eye turned towards me and just stared.  No further action was needed.  I got the message.  Nothing illegal about staring...

BTW, years later I ended up working at the Elbo Room.  Rikki Streicher, owner of Amelia&#039;s and later Elbo Room, was one of the warmest and most generous employer I have ever had.  RIP Rikki.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember when I was new in town, around 1980.  I was walking down Valencia St., just checking out the bars.  I walked into Amelia&#8217;s (now Elbo Room), and immediately every eye turned towards me and just stared.  No further action was needed.  I got the message.  Nothing illegal about staring&#8230;</p>
<p>BTW, years later I ended up working at the Elbo Room.  Rikki Streicher, owner of Amelia&#8217;s and later Elbo Room, was one of the warmest and most generous employer I have ever had.  RIP Rikki.</p>
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