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'jseattle' at flickr, via capitohillseattle.com
Yes, it’s been nearly a week since I’ve posted any of these tender tidbits of randomosity. Since then, here’s some of what’s cropped up online and also in the allegedly “real” world:
from 'fantomaster' at flickr.com
The first Washington governor of my lifetime could also be considered the state’s first “modern era” leader.
At a time of postwar complacency, just after the fading of “red scare” smear campaigns (yes, there were McCarthy-esque witch hunters here too), Rosellini enacted a bold progressive agenda.
He backed the Seattle World’s Fair.
He helped organize the cleanup of Lake Washington, once a mightily polluted body. He boosted college funding.
He established a separate juvenile justice system, and improved horrendous conditions at adult prisons and mental hospitals.
He boosted economic development and infrastructure investment, including the SR 520 bridge that now bears his name.
And yeah, he also stayed lifelong allies with the likes of strip-club maven Frank Colacurcio Sr., which eventually led to the ex-governor’s last, less-than-positive headlines in the 1990s.
You can disapprove of the Colacurcio connection and still admire Rosellini’s steadfastness to longtime friendships.
And you can look at the whole of Rosellini’s works and see a man who did all he could for what he believed in, even if it cost him most of his political capital before his first gubernatorial term was up.
Would there were more like him today.
Music scene tie in: Gov. Rosellini’s press secretary was Calvin Johnson Sr., father of the K Records swami.
vintage 1940 trolley bus from seattletransitblog.com
Mayor Mike McGinn is one of the civic leaders who’ve submitted short essays to Dan Bertolet’s new CityTank.org, on the topic of celebrating urban life.
McGinn’s piece is a photo essay (merely excerpted below) that reads like a manifesto:
Sarah Palin and other figures on the right like to talk about “small town values†as being “the real America.†We know better. These are our values: We have great urban places, where people can live and shop in the same building. And we protect them. Seattleites create and use urban spaces – their way. From the bottom up. We take care of each other – and we feed each other. We’re not scared of new ideas. We think idealism is a virtue. We play like it matters, because it does. We stand up for each other. We share our cultures with each other. And the music, the art, the food…is astounding. We love race and social justice. We expect our youth to achieve. President Barack Obama called on America to win the future. Mr. President, the people of Seattle are ready.
Sarah Palin and other figures on the right like to talk about “small town values†as being “the real America.†We know better. These are our values:
President Barack Obama called on America to win the future. Mr. President, the people of Seattle are ready.
Since I believe one good manifesto deserves another, I hereby offer my own:
David Guterson and other figures on Bainbridge Island like to talk about the countryside as being the only real place to live. We know better. These are our values: We value diverse workplaces and gatherings. Upscale white men alongside upscale white women—and even upscale white gays. Yet we also admire African Americans; preferably if they are both musical and dead. We champion the institution of public education, as long as our own kids can get into a private school. We celebrate people’s expressions of sexuality, provided they’re not too, you know, sexual. We strive toward progressive, inclusive laws and policies except when they would inconvenience business. We take pride in our urban identity, as we build more huge edifices and monuments to desperately prove how world class we are. We support the arts, particularly when that support doesn’t stick us in the same room with unkempt artists. We value regional planning and cooperation, even with those mouth-breathing hicks out there. We protect and enhance the environment, particularly those environments we drive 40 miles or more to hike in. We love a strong, vital music scene that’s in someone else’s neighborhood. We appreciate our heritage. We moan about how everything in this town sucks; then, years later, we claim it was great back then but all sucks now. We value a strong, independent news media, regularly alerting us to the city’s 103 Best Podiatrists. We admire innovation and original ideas, especially if they’re just like something from New York or San Francisco. We support locally-based businesses until they get too big. President Barack Obama has advocated “the fierce urgency of now.” Mr. President, the people of Seattle will get around to it once they’ve finished playing Halo: Reach.
David Guterson and other figures on Bainbridge Island like to talk about the countryside as being the only real place to live. We know better. These are our values:
President Barack Obama has advocated “the fierce urgency of now.” Mr. President, the people of Seattle will get around to it once they’ve finished playing Halo: Reach.
You’ve heard of paid signature gatherers. Now, George Monbiot ponders whether corporate and right-wing forces are hiring paid Internet comment trolls.
I do know this site’s comment threads have been attacked in recent weeks by spam bots. In my efforts to “moderate” those pitch people off of the site, I might have inadvertently excised an actual comment by one of you dear readers. My apologies.
The old Rainier Brewery on Airport Way South is contaminated with toxic exterior paints. If a solution isn’t found to remove or seal up the old paint, the whole complex might get condemned and demolished.
It’s a beautiful labyrinth of industrial spaces, now housing artist studios and the Tully’s Coffee head office. (The coffee roasting plant, located in part of the old brewery for several years, is now closed; Tully’s product is now made by Green Mountain Roasters in Sumner.)
This is a landmark. It needs to stay. Period.
Our ol’ pal Tim Egan knows where the new poverty is at—”Slumburbia.”
Arcade, the Northwest architecture and design quarterly, devoted its summer issue to environmental themes.
But instead of hyping new “green” buildings and products, many of the issue’s essays (guest-edited by Charles Mudede and Jonathan Golob) propose a world with fewer buildings and products.
Granted, this year we’re not adding too much to the total world supply of them.
This is particularly the case with California professor Barry Katz’s closing piece, “The Promise of Recession.” Katz remembers how past designers such as William Morris sought to influence the world by promoting an honest, simple aesthetic. Then Katz imagines a near-future in which “every act of production and consumption stabilizes, or even adds to, our collective natural assets.”
This, he believes, means a lot fewer new products (of all kinds), hence a lot fewer people employed to design those products. But there would be work for “post-designers.” Some of these would revamp the already-built world to be more sustainable and more nature-friendly. Others would devise “an ecology of information, thinning the festering datamass and rehabilitating the printed page.”
Similar themes are posited by Golob in “Green On Wheels.” He argues that today’s gasoline-powered automobiles are just about as efficient as they can ever be, when you figure in the costs of refining and transporting the fuel. No, Golob avers, “carrying about two hundred pounds of human being in four thousand pounds of boxy steel, glass and aluminum” is an activity whose time will soon pass, by necessity, whether we like it or not.
Also in the issue:
If we take Fry’s case (and those of the other Arcade contributors) seriously, the human-built environment will change. It’s not just unwise to keep going the way we’ve gone this past century, it’s impossible.
The only question is what we’ll change into.
…Nobel Peace Prize, here’s a lucid and elequent congratulatory essay by local-boy-made-good (and done good) Alex Steffen.
I first knew Steffen when he ran Steelhead, one of the most intelligent and handsome local zines this burg has ever produced.
Since then, he’s traveled much of the world, written a lot of important things, and in 2003 guest-edited the last, never-printed, issue of Whole Earth magazine, the last descendant of Stewart Brand’s old Whole Earth Catalog.
You’ll find vast acreage of smart prose by Steffen and compatriots at WorldChanging.com, his site dedicated to “bright green” eco-solutions.
I’m currently halfway through the huge (600-plus pages) WorldChanging book, edited by Steffen and written by himself and several dozen appropriate-tech experts. (Gore contributed a short introduction.)
WorldChanging’s shtick has been described as an update of the Whole Earth “Access to Tools” shtick, adapted for a generation of bloggers and a post-WTO sensibility.
Unlike a lot of the gloom-n’-doom nihilism preached by eco-leftists, Steffen and his team concentrate on solutions to the planet’s big and small problems. The book covers everything from urban planning and refugee camps to renewable energy and adequate water supplies. The emphasis throughout is on Things We Can Really Do About It.
If Barack Obama bills himself as the politician of hope, Steffen is its scribe.
As Steffen writes in his Gore piece today:
“If we do our jobs right, life will get better. The systems we currently rely on don’t just destroy the environment, they limit our happiness. We do not live in the best of all possible worlds. We know it is possible to create lives which are not only profoundly more sustainable, but more prosperous, comfortable, stylish, healthy, safe and fun. If we do our jobs right, a bright green future will be downright sexy.”