I'm in Columbia, Missouri for the True/False Film Festival, and ventured out on one of my favourite investigations: Small Town Gay Bar! This sign on the door, however, caught me offguard. As did the fight that broke out in the parking lot after closing time, and the bouncers screaming at everyone to "GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE PARKING LOT OR THEY'D CALL THE COPS." I just wanted cute Midwestern boys dancing to Rihanna. Instead, I got a gay version of the scary bars I'd stay away from in my home town.