I’d fallen asleep with the tv on on September 10, 2001 and awoke as the news flashed across the airwaves about the first airplane hitting the World Trade Center. Riveted, I watched as the second tower was hit. And listened, as the Pentagon plane struck.
I managed a high-end apartment complex in Portland, Oregon and, at that moment, needed someone, anyone, to share my shock and grief. I wandered the halls, knocked on a couple of doors, and relayed the horrific news. By the time most of the tenants headed out to their jobs, I had a sign posted, indicating where they could go to donate blood. For the next week, I felt like I was in a daze.
I recall the love that flowed from around the globe to all of us. I remember the worry I felt for an online friend who I knew was a NY city police officer, who disappeared from our online forum for nearly two weeks. I remember, too, the surprise and anger I felt when I heard that, in a few places, some folks cheered our losses that day. Our major media reported that reaction came from ‘the Arab street’.
Since then, I’ve become convinced that the reactions of a few dozen people here and there is hardly representative of all the people in any nation, city or neighborhood. I’ve grown more skeptical of the national media when it issues such blanket statements without supplying evidence to make their case.
From that began the germ of an idea that real streets existed that were more representative. In American culture, it used to be characterized as ‘Main Street USA.’ Though I worked on blogs from November 2001 on, this one, The American Street, was being developed from the time of those difficult days.
Along the way, I was fortunate to be invited to a local tavern twice a month where a few Portland bloggers would discuss current events. I met Jeff and Fred and Mary there, and Magpie, of Pacific Views. As Fred was active in the Democratic Party, he invited another official to one of those meetings, which was how I met one of our DNC correspondents, Jenny Greenleaf.
She and BeckyG have done an impressive job relating their DNC impressions, doncha think?
Which brings me to three key points this post was meant to address.
1) I appreciate the readers we have here, the longtime ones as well as those directed this way by Convention Bloggers, politics.Feedster.com, politics.Technorati.com, CyberJournalist.net, the Los Angeles Times and the Houston Chronicle in the past week. (Those who assembled those feeds especially have my respect and gratitude for their inventiveness). You readers, as much as the bloggers here, are the American street… so tell us what you think. What do you like that we write about and what turns you off? How can we improve your visits here?
2) While the convention reigned, we over-focused on those team members providing live coverage. I hope the other team members didn’t feel slighted by this temporary focus. We have a slew of great bloggers here, so please take a few minutes and look at The Street Gang in the sidebar and visit the blogs of those you haven’t heard much from. There’s plenty more they’re covering that will hold your interest. Go. Visit them.
But looking ahead, longer term, the November election is a mere 96 days away. So what should this blog become after that? Any and all ideas are welcome, no matter how off-the-wall they are.
3) In the beginning, there was no Internet. For most of us, the Net we utilize is no older than its eleventh year. Isn’t it amazing what the past decade has wrought?
Consider that the White House online communications development occurred while Clinton was in office. I only went online in late ‘97 and its impact on my life has been profound. Because of the Net, I’ve communicated with people across the globe I’d never know the least about otherwise. I’ve learned how to research better and faster than ever before. And the power of the Net has seen me through some of the darkest and most amazing days of my life.
It put me in touch with authors like David Neiwert, Josh Marshall and others, foreign policy guys like Gideon Rose (who publishes Foreign Affairs magazine), professional experts in numerous fields, humorists, activists, regular folks and oddballs, all kinds of people. I have gained wisdom from many and have felt awe at some of the writing and thinking and art I’ve seen.
I was led to blogging by the mad genius of Christopher Locke, through which I read The Cluetrain Manifesto, and was also led to Doc Searls, David Weinberger, Halley Suitt, Jeneane Sessum, and the brilliant socio-artistic expressions of Mark Woods. Which led to Shelley Powers and Mike Golby. Which led to… well you get the drift. Politics barely entered the picture at the outset.
Along the way, I’ve met (online) a retired nurse who re-upped her license to go to Kuwait to assist a plastic surgeon reconstruct faces of Iraqi children damaged by our war. In my earliest AOL days, she knocked me off their service with a complaint about a ‘bad word’ I posted there… four years later, after a computer meltdown, she gave me a brand new Dell as a gift. I’ve relied on the technical wizardry of Al Muhajabah and Nurse Ratched at Open Source Politics and Fred, Jo and Praktike here to get these blogs running and well-maintained, as my html skills aren’t enough to meet the demand. And donors got me through a tough patch in May, when life threw fresh curves at me.
I’m part of that second America John Edwards speaks of. At my best moments, I’ve briefly reached the bottom of the middle class. At my worst, I’ve briefly existed at the top of the homeless class. I’m a pretty good carpenter, maintenance man, property manager and was an excellent social worker. But there’s a lot of fly-by-night employers and seasonal layoffs in some of those professions and social work pays peanuts, so that’s the breaks I got from my poor choices of careers.
But the point is that I’m increasingly certain of one thing from this Internet experience. Survival is enhanced and civilization is advanced by the communication and networking that occurs. And while the political class marvels at the fundraising potential of this medium, I’m struck by its greater possibilities.
We can overcome differences and even emnity when we communicate. We can factcheck the media, or face them head-on (as Jon Stewart does here). We can bypass the political processes by reaching to people in other communities and other lands. We can remind each other of our greater capacities for good. We can reach out to friends, or to strangers in need, with a helping hand.
The Net, this blog, and the technology are amazing, but they are nothing without the essential element of the collective humanity, with its talents and woes and soulful deeds that interact within. I am humbled by the generosity of all who have chosen to participate.
You, I, we, bloggers and commenters, are surely the American street. Or the global street. Stick around; perhaps together we’ll find the next destination on it. Where the street goes next is anyone’s guess, but it’s been a lovely ride so far, because of the fine company on this trip.