Spring In Bellingham Is A Fickle Mistress

Seriously, just this past Saturday my friend texted me the photo you see here, with the message:

Back deck, sunshine, beer, get over here now!

While we are blessed with mild winters here in Bellingham and springtime often comes early, which I’ve written about before (Post 1, Post 2), it’s rare that we have the kind of sunshine we just had this past weekend, with temperatures in the mid 60°s F, and I swear, this is what the conversation was like, out on that deck, basking in the glorious sun:

My Friend: Can you frickin’ believe this?!

Me: It’s amazing!

My Friend: I’m wearing flip-flops for godsake!

Me: It’s amazing!

My Friend: It’s like California out here!

Me: It’s amazing!

But then Monday came, heavy sigh, and this is what I woke up to:

Bellingham’s Coal Train Blues, The Fractured Left, and The Ego?

There’s been a flurry of activity here in Bellingham recently concerning a coal shipping terminal proposed for construction just north of the city, a terminal that would bring a massive increase in train traffic and millions of tons of toxic coal, in uncovered cars, rolling right through the heart of town. (See my former posts on the subject: 1, 2, 3, 4)

I won’t go into all of the details of the latest developments here, so I’d recommend listening to two episodes of Weeday, from Seattle’s KUOW (1, 2), and then reading the latest editor’s column from our local news, arts, and entertainment paper, the Cascadia Weekly.

The latter is what really inspired me to write today, as it talks about the various groups that have organized to fight the coal terminal — Protect Whatcom, Coal-Free Bellingham, Safeguard The South Fork, RE Sources For Sustainable Communities — and they don’t even mention national groups like the Sierra Club or Communitywise Bellingham, a group that states that they aren’t strictly an opposition group, and that their goal is to keep the public informed about the potential impacts of the coal terminal and the intricacies of the environmental review process that the County and State are partnering on.

This brings to mind an issue that I’ve wrestled with for years. A frequent source of frustration throughout my lifetime has been the lack of coordinated and unified grassroots activism on the political left, the end of the spectrum where I unapologetically reside.

What I see over and over again is a lot of people out there doing a lot of good work, but scattered about in hundreds, if not thousands, of organizations, many of which overlap and sometimes even compete with each another over donations or attention or nitpicky differences in their platform or approach.

Another event this past week reminded me of this.

Back in August 2011, I wrote about protests in D.C. over the proposed Keystone XL pipeline that would transport the dirtiest possible form of oil from the tar sands of Albert, Canada to the U.S. Gulf Coast, the project seemed to have been killed by the Obama administration despite the pipeline’s well-funded lobbying and PR campaign, but paid-for members of Congress this week tried to attach approval of the pipeline to a highway funding bill.

Well, it looked like there might be a vote on the bill Monday or Tuesday, so there was a widespread internet campaign to bombard the Senate with petitions, emails, and phone calls, and I received no less than a dozen emails from various groups who were participating.

And while President Obama has threatened to veto the highway bill if the pipeline approval is included, we have certainly not seen the last of this zombie of a fossil fuel project, and I can’t help wondering how much more effective the opposition would be if it weren’t scattered around amongst all of these different organizations.

So, what is the deal here? With all the surging grassroots discontent about how bought and sold our government is, after the extraordinary events of the Occupy movement, and with the continuing threat of more consolidation of power amongst the 1%, more decline of the middle class, surging numbers of poor, and utter disregard by the powers that be for climate change, couldn’t we accomplish more if somehow we could all unite under one banner?

Why is it that, in Bellingham alone, there are so many groups organizing separately to oppose the coal terminal?

One theory I have: It starts with ego. You get a small group of committed, well-meaning people together, they get an enormous buzz from their shared passion for the cause, they glow with self-righteousness, they can’t wait to share what they think are original and exciting ideas with the masses, so that the masses are inspired to join them, and they throw together a spiffy website and get some attention from the press, and now they’re this organization, they need money to grow, and once they have this established identity and some money and they feel good that they are working for a good cause, why would they ever consider disbanding and joining with others to create a bigger, broader, more effective, strength-by-numbers movement?

I know it’s much more complex than all that, and one of the biggest reasons why this persists has to do with a lack of leadership, big vision leadership, someone or some group that understands how all of these causes are connected, and that we, the 99%, are all connected too, and that we just need be shepherded together with the hope that we can reclaim our country, of the people, by the people, for the people.

Anyone out there up for the task?

Anyone?

Hello?!

Portlandia Redux

Just about a year ago, I wrote about my mixed reactions to the then-new IFC comedy series Portlandia, written by and starring Fred Armisen and Carrie Brownstein.

Well, thanks to Netflix, I’ve since watched all six episodes from the first season, I’ve overcome my initial knee-jerk defensiveness, and I can’t wait to see season two.

Just yesterday, I read a great interview with Armisen and Brownstein in Salon, as well as a long feature article on Brownstein in the current New Yorker, and I’m incredibly impressed by how smart and talented they are.

As I wrote last year, the defensiveness I felt initially was rooted in my feelings that many if not most of the progressive causes and lifestyle choices being lampooned in Portlandia are actually critically important movements for the long-term survival of human beings. I’d already lived through the tragic death of the counterculture of the late 1960s, and I felt really uncomfortable with the stereotyping and making fun of progressive people, which could serve to marginalize them, creating a real barrier to the growth of important movements like organic farming, local living economies, alternative transportation, sustainability, etc.

But watching past the first episode, it became clear to me that there is a gentleness to the fun being poked at alternative culture in Portlandia, rather than some vicious attack, and there’s a key part of the Salon interview that speaks to this:

There’s this gentle mocking of these groups, but we all consider ourselves part of them at the same time. Do you ever feel pushback? The well-meaning and the earnest are used to being applauded; they’re not necessarily used to being made fun of by their heroes from indie-rock and comedy…

CB: Right. You know, I think it is hard, because I think there’s an inherent sensitivity that I know that I possess, and I think Portland and cities and communities of its ilk also possess this kind of hyper-sensitivity. I think that’s part of what makes us tick — this constant self-reflectiveness, and self-awareness. And so yeah, to have it come back at you on television, I think might be weird. But I also think that I am so much from this world, and I think it seems more like part of a conversation. We’re not talking at people; I feel like we’re sort of engaged in this conversation that people are having anyway. So I haven’t felt a lot of backlash, even though I’m sure there’s….

A Tumblr blog about how “Portlandia” is hurting the world…

CB: I’m sure it exists. And if I want to cry for the next hour, I can probably go online and find some anonymous commenter somewhere and make myself feel really shitty. But yeah, I think for the most part, the show is earnest — or, I should say, it’s not cynical — which I think helps people relate to it. It’s not a cynical show. We’re trying to be specific; we’re not trying to be realistic. I think there’s a difference. And I think you just can’t worry about insulting people with what you create. If you start at a place where you’re considering your audience’s feelings, you’re already stuck. You’ve already lost. So I think the idea is just to put something out there that hopefully people can relate to, and not worry about whether they’re going to be angry, or not get it. And hopefully, not everyone will get it. I’ve never liked things that are benign — or banal. So, I’m OK with it. Haters, hate on.

FA: I get confused, too. You know, we shot this one thing, in season one, where I was in this “technology loop,” where I had my iPad and everything else out. We wrote it as this sketch, but I straight-up do that all the time. I’ll sit on my couch, and I have every device out, and it’ll make perfect sense to me. That’s where it gets blurry, because it’s like, are we making fun of anything? Or are we just — it’s just ourselves, really.

It’s kind of refreshing when you think about it. Two big stars who see the humor in their own idiosyncrasies and the culture they call home, a kind of defense against hubris, really.

Count me in as a fan!

Stuff We Need: Scrapblasters!

I haven’t posted a Stuff We Need installment in a while, maybe because I’ve been too overwhelmed with stuff lately, like moving 20 years of accumulated stuff from one house to another, and having been immersed in those stuff-filled days we call the holiday season.

But when I saw this, I knew I had to have one:

Scrapblasters are two guys from Seattle, Brian Westcott and John Brink, who do upcycling with great retro taste.

It’s not that I have a thing for vacuum cleaners, it’s just that a vintage vacuum cleaner repurposed as a boom box TOTALLY works for me.

And yet, looking around the Scrapblasters website and checking other things they’ve made, I came up with an idea I’d like more than a boom box.

Back in April, they posted this:

That right there is a speaker and sub-woofer in a 1910 suitcase, and what I’d really like is to commission them to construct a home theater sound system inside a collection various retro items that would sit around the TV room.

THAT would be so rad!