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Twenty years ago this week, Seattle unleashed three monumental media products upon the world: Nirvana’s Nevermind, Pearl Jam’s Ten, and the first issue of The Stranger.
Hard to believe, but in what turned out to be the final years before the World Wide Web became a universal thing, when online media still meant pay-by-the-minute AOL and CompuServe, was born what may have turned out to be Seattle’s next-to-last important newsprint periodical (Real Change is a few years younger).
This week’s Stranger makes note of the 20th anniversary of a monumental media product. And the anniversary it makes of is not that of its own debut.
1979 ad from vintagepaperads.com
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illo to hugo gernsback's story 'ralph 124C41+,' from davidszondy.com
As we approach the Century 21 Exposition’s 50th anniversary, Seattle magazine asked a bunch of local movers, shakers, and thinkers what one thing they’d like to see this city build, create, or establish. Contributors could propose anything at any cost, as long they described one thing in one paragraph.
This, of course, is in the time honored local tradition of moaning about “what this town needs.”
In my experience, guys who start that sentence almost always finish it by desiring an exact copy of something from San Francisco or maybe New York (a restaurant, a nightspot, a civic organization, a public-works project, a sex club, etc.).
But this article’s gaggle of imaginers doesn’t settle for such simplistic imitation.
They go for site specific, just-for-here concepts.
Some of the pipe dreams are basic and obvious:
Other dreamers dream bigger:
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As for me, I could be snarky and say that what this town needs is fewer people sitting around talking about what this town needs.
But I won’t.
Instead, I’ll propose turning the post-viaduct waterfront into a site for active entertainment.
We’ve already got Myrtle Edwards Park and the Olympic Sculpture Park for passive, meditative sea-gazing and quiet socializing.
The central waterfront should be more high-energy.
Specifically, it should be a series of lively promenades and “amusement piers.”
Think the old Fun Forest, bigger and better.
Think pre-Trump Atlantic City.
Think England’s Blackpool beach.
Heck, even think Coney Island.
A bigass Ferris wheel. A monster roller coaster. Carny booths and fortune tellers. Outdoor performance stages and strolling buskers. Corn dogs and elephant ears. People walking and laughing and falling in love. Some attractions would be seasonal; others would be year-round. Nothing “world class” (i.e., monumentally boring). Nothing with “good taste.” Everything that tastes good.
atlantic city steel pier, from bassriverhistory.blogspot.com
SIDEBAR: By the way, when I looked for an online image to use as a retro illustration to this piece, I made a Google image search for “future Seattle.” Aside from specific real-estate projects, all the images were of gruesome dystopian fantasies. I’ll talk about the current craze for negative futurism some time later.
With nothing better to do and a strange aversion to getting sunburned, I spent a couple of lazy hours yesterday laying out the Sunday Seattle Times‘ staff-written and local freelance content (no pictures or sports) in a simple newsletter format. It came to 25 8.5″-x-11″ pages, boosted by the magazine section’s big gardening special. If I’d included sports, the total would have been similarly boosted by the annual college-football preview package. I’ll try it again with a weekday edition soon.
Putting it together this way helps to show:
I could tell my old acquaintances still working at the paper about these thoughts of mine.
Well, aside from the probability that they wouldn’t want to hear what I’d tell ’em (i.e., that stubbornly holding on to their square aesthetic and city-hating editorial policy will only keep making their product more irrelevant to more people)….