I’ll miss New York

August 19th, 2009 § Leave a Comment

I’m leaving tomorrow. I’ve had a great summer in this city, my hometown. I don’t know when or whether I’ll live here again. Until I do, I’ll miss the place.

F train platform, 63rd and Lexington

The kite master

August 13th, 2009 § Leave a Comment

A couple weeks ago, a friend emailed, joking: “Hope I run into you sipping wine and flying a kite in a park around the city somewhere.” Well, the wine never happened, but I took him seriously on the kite part and made myself a big orange beauty of wood, paper, and string. Enlisting other free friends to join in, I took to the park twice to attempt the miracle of flight, as we tried our hardest to get these two heavy Ben Franklin things up in the sky. Little luck (or air) took hold of our creations, but the second time out my struggling four-deep crew noticed, hundreds of feet above our heads, a single kite floating, soaring, barely moving, resting in the sky. Then another joined it. After a Corona each and a shared mojito courtesy of an ambling vendor, we took off to find the kites’ sources–and found them to be the same. At the north end of the lawn, our new friend Frank had tied one kite to a tree while he let the other kite up up up to join the first. We began the conversation, but he supplied the zingers. “What, did you make those things in kindergarten?” he asked as he threw a glance at our clunky orange diamonds. When I asked how he got his kites in the air so effortlessly, on a day with no wind, how he got his kites up so high, he shot back, “Well, you start when you’re four…” We defended our huge monsters by saying we saw the design on the internet, but Frank was having none of it. “See that?” Frank said to his friend, a younger man who was watching for the day, planning to buy one of Frank’s homemade kites for his nephew, “the internet is wrong.”

As he talked to us, one of his kites took a dive and disappeared behind some trees. One of my buddies piped up to tell him the kite was gone, for Frank had taken his eyes off the sky to show us how to build a good kite, a kite that would actually fly. “The kite is gone? That’s what I get for teaching you.” But there was no malice in his voice. Frank had done this, surely, thousands of times. And what’s the point of flying kites in the park if you’re not going to show some kids–even when the kids are young men? Frank showed us, taught us, inspired us to try again, with better kites next time. If I get the guys to make another set with me, we’ll use materials like the ones Frank uses. And in fifty years–or maybe just next time, if we’re lucky and good–we’ll get them to actually fly.

Frank

New memories, shared here.

Kite

Summer is heaven

August 10th, 2009 § Leave a Comment

I wish this were every day.

Park day

And this video, “L’Eau Life,” by Jeff Scher for The New York Times‘ website (therefore unfortunately unembeddable), is the most fun and beautiful summer-inspired art I can remember seeing. I wish I could live in that world. For the last month I almost have. Soon this will be over for a long time.

We’re post-racial!

August 5th, 2009 § Leave a Comment

Yesterday I retweeted this comment: “ ‘American karma’ called for a black Prez, not a post-racial one.” The original tweet’s author, Michael Shaw, runs the indispensable BAGnewNotes (described on the site as “A progressive blog dedicated to visual politics, the analysis of news images and the support of ‘concerned’ photojournalism”), which I’ve recommended on this blog for over a year, and which I may be lucky enough to soon join in some capacity. More on that later, if and when there’s real news to announce.

But even if we don’t have a post-racial president, post-racialism has arrived! That’s right–it’s right here in this music video. Universal Music Group disabled embedding of the video, so I can only link to it, but here’s what it is: A 15-year-old white Canadian’s own hip hop-inspired music video in which Usher plays his bro/father figure. Welcome to post-racial America (slash Canada, I guess).

My big realization

August 5th, 2009 § 1 Comment

Yesterday Ezra Klein wrote this (emphasis mine):

One of the problems with the whole discussion over the death of the traditional newspaper business model is that so much of it is done by newspaper writers. That leads to a focus on the journalism side of things rather than the business side. But good journalism hasn’t stopped being profitable. It simply never was profitable. The problem is that advertising has collapsed, and readers have moved online, and department stores have merged, and all the rest of it. If Gawker, and everyone else, was more fastidious about links, there’s no evidence that newspaper revenue would rebound.

Upon reading that, I immediately felt stupid. Why had I never realized this before? It’s so obvious, and yet I hadn’t connected the dots that way before Klein did for me.

And then I became skeptical, and felt stupider. If that’s true, I wondered, how come I hadn’t read anyone else point out that fact sooner? And why am I so willing to call it fact so quickly? What do I know, really?

Not much. I came of age in the internet era, so I speak on little knowledge when I talk about the times before my own. But the highlighted sentence of Klein’s post, as soon as I read it, spoke like truth to me. Here’s what I think I know:

  1. Newspapers made vast amounts of money off advertisements until very recently. Of course they could do so because many people read their papers. But ads, not consumers, paid for the content directly. Consumers subsidized, and made all the revenue possible by reading.
  2. People read newspapers for lots of reasons, and journalism was only one of them. People did and do buy newspapers for access to advertisements, for crossword puzzles and sports scores, and for much other content that is not rooted in journalism, that requires no reporting to obtain.
  3. Before the internet, much of this information would have been available to consumers through media besides newspapers, but: a) most content was only available through specific other media, not all other media; b) media like TV and radio, through which information like sports scores and weather has always been available, transmit content at specific times, and thus must be followed at the right time to acquire the right information; and c) no other medium included all the information that newspapers did and do, every day and every week.

I’ve started and stopped about half a dozen posts now about the future of journalism. My ideas about where journalism is headed mean nothing; I really know nothing about this industry. But, as a consumer and as a hopeful producer before too long, I’m not content to say or hear, “Journalism is dying.” Newspapers, in broad terms, may be. But we need to keep pressing to understand which forces are doing what to the news media in general, and what that means for journalism. Newspapers themselves are not worth saving for any public good; their journalism is.

So let’s make sure we know who paid for journalism and how. Klein, I believe, is on to something that gets far too little attention in this whole discussion. And, though my thought, “Why haven’t I read this elsewhere? Could it really be true?,” is a good test to put most ideas through, it shouldn’t be a stumbling block here, for a reason Klein points out in that paragraph: “One of the problems with the whole discussion over the death of the traditional newspaper business model is that so much of it is done by newspaper writers.” There’s no conspiracy here, but it seems silly to ask newspaper writers to admit that their product has never been profitable. Value, in our economy, is most easily and permanently determined by profit.

Postscript: At the end of his post, Klein links to this piece by David Simon in the Columbia Journalism Review (which was also sent to me tonight by a friend. HT: DGP). Though I don’t believe he’s right in insisting that an immediate paywall at The New York Times and The Washington Post is the only or even necessarily the best route for American newspapers, the piece is maybe the best, most thoughtful, and most fair analysis on newspapers’ pasts, presents, and futures. Most of all, I take from it that HBO, more than anything else, is the model to follow, somehow.

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