The Curve

I am not a Southern writer but I am writing in the south. They say Southern writers are a breed unto themselves, that they alone can tell stories whose roots are so long and strong  they seem to have no beginning. Think Kate Chopin, Flannery O’Connor, Eudora Welty, William Faulkner, James Dickey, Tennessee Williams, Harper Lee, Daniel Woodrell, James Lee Burke,  and John Kennedy O’Toole. Masters everyone, and that is a partial list.

But all stories have deep roots. They start in the middle. Filling in what happened before the action is part of the process of writing, and then the discovery for the reader. Nevertheless, I an interloper hoping to absorb some of that rich historical inspiration.

After all I am only a part of the story of my family, too. And here in the middle of my own story I am in New Orleans.

The juice that sets apart Southern writers is something I savor. There is a most definite joie de vivre that permeates the city of New Orleans, in particular and the south in general. This joy of living is evident everywhere from the lady gardening in the skinny stretch (the passway) of dirt alongside her shotgun house, to dog walkers along the bayou who greet each other by their dog’s names. The shop owners and the cab drivers, the bar keeps and the fisherman on the bayou’s bridges all seem to burst with grins and banter. It’s in their DNA to be friendly, to converse, to share and be gracious.

Does this open attitude come from the joyous music that permeates the very air? Or living life aware of the threat of vicious and life-altering storms, or the overwhelming heat that affects everyone no matter where you live? (We’re still here, you and me!)

Or perhaps it’s the annual Carnival season that lends this city such enjoyment of life, and seems to continue through holiday after holiday? New Orleans loves its masquerades and s parades; it’s food; it’s ‘otherness’ and especially, its sense of the absurd. It’s long been a city that embraces both sides of life: ebullience and despair, tragedy and hope. One can hardly exist without the other. It operates on a curve of life.

New Orleans in 1849

In my mind, it’s one of the more perfectly formed cities due to its inherent wavy layout. It reflects its joy in the rolling map that everyone describes differently: the butterfly, the double fans. Not a grid or a square, the city moves like the river that flows in and around it. To think you understand it is to be a fool. But a fool is what the city loves best.

Consider this: Many cities have monikers, and mottos. Even states do. To wit: New Hampshire’s rather dour ‘Live Free or Die.’ Or ‘I Will’, the motto for the city of Chicago (the Windy City?)

‘Not the End of the Earth, But You Can See It From Here.’ Hmm. Clever Bushnell, South Dakota.

And who in Atlanta thought using the word hate–’The City Too Busy to Hate’–was a good idea for its motto?

Two of the better are New York City’s: ‘The City that Never Sleeps,’ and Las Vegas’ ‘What Happens Here, Stays Here (one’s money, presumably.) But for everyone of those that almost cuts it, you get something like the City of Brotherly Love’s ‘Philadelphia Isn’t As Bad As Philadelphians Say It Is.’ Okaaaaay.

Which brings us to New Orleans, the Big Easy. It’s unofficial motto is Laissez les bons temps rouler. Let the good times roll. I dare you to beat that one.

Robert Delaunay, Joie de Vivre

The cold and dry north awaits my return, and then I will know “what it means to miss New Orleans.”

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Living on ‘Chick’ time

Dana and Clementine at Cafe Degas

Welcome back to me. The Chick. While on an extended writing sabbatical in New Orleans, I have been out of touch due to technical issues with WordPress. Now ‘Recovery Man’ (wonky spouse) has finally corrected said issue, and here is a much delayed updated post. Hopefully, I haven’t burned all the bridges by being so out of touch. Forgive us our post-modern glitch.

Being unable to post made me to do things: I started a new blog about my time here—a cornucopia of smells, tastes, language, and play. The other thing I’ve managed o do is actually work on my novel, which was the point of the sabbatical in the first place.

Writing is hard work. You know those trendy Facebook meme boxes that have been appearing for sometime? ‘What my family thinks I do, What my friends think I do. What I really do…’ etc.

This is brilliant. These boxes show how much all of us—in any profession, but especially the ‘arts’—are convinced others don’t understand our hard work, or our joie de vivre.

I recently visited my family in Florida. No one asked how my writing was going. It’s as if they don’t want to listen to me discuss something out of their range of comprehension or more likely they don’t want to hear the answer, which they suspect will be “Not very good.” The box that says ‘What my family thinks I’m doing’ must be filled with a picture of me lying on a bed reading. (Which indeed I do, but that’s not actually writing. It’s thinking about how published authors do write books.) So better not to ask.

A helpful though ornery editor, for whom I once worked, once told me thinking, when you are a writer, is working.

The box where it says ‘What my friends think I’m doing’ is filled with me drinking Proseco in a sunny courtyard, serenaded by a Zydeco band, surrounded by eccentric new friends. ‘What I’m really doing’ is carrying my computer around in a hippie purse looking for quiet spots where I can tap out a few hundred words. That often happens while I am paying too much for a meal.  At the end of the day, if I’m lucky I might have a couple hundred workable words. I am fine tuning, editing–a no-no many say–while I go. But it helps to clarify the story for me. The ending is elusive. The journey to it keeps me sleepless at night. At home, I write hunched over a makeshift shelf in the corner or my bedroom. Each day, I awake with a creak in my neck and un-rested, a new glorious day ahead of walking, thinking, writing, scribbling ideas, and hoping I can afford another meal.

When one is on a budget (income-less) one can only eat out once a week or so. The rest of the time soba noodles, frozen spinach and eggs are the norm. But food is divine here: varied, diverse, ethnic, unusual, and beautifully prepared. And I hardly need to add, tempting.

Shrimp and Grits at Cafe Atchafalaya

 

Which reminds me; I am hungry, am in the park with my wee brindle Boston Terrier, and I need to stop writing and get back to work that requires heavy brain power.

Happy to be back.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Bag the Ban, or Ban the Bags?

Have you ever noticed how bad grocery store plastic bags really are? They are prone to ripping making them unavailable for re-use. When overloaded they hurt the hands to carry. And yet the citizens of Hailey, Idaho are being barraged with a campaign to keep this under-preforming, sub-standard, non-biodegradable item available. Imagine the plague of plastic bags around the world, the unending piles of plastic bags that fill landfills from Hawaii to India, and you begin to rethink the issue.

Not a pretty sight, is it?

The town of Hailey has on its ballot this Nov. 10, an initiative to ban plastic bags. This was admirably conceived and promoted by students who then gathered enough signatures to get the ‘Ban’ initiative on the ballot this fall. There is a similar one in Portland, Oregon. Check this link to read about it. But here in the Wood River Valley there is a well funded anti- ‘Ban the Bag’ campaign, called ‘Bag the Ban.’ Let’s not be confused about this campaign, which has covered the valley in signs, sent out mass mailings, written letters to the editors of the local papers, and bought ads. This campaign is funded by the bag maker, Hilex Poly in Jerome, where 125 people are employed making several plastic products. (Hilex Poly has 10 other locations in the U.S.)

I am not, nor I think, are the enviro-minded students who initiated the Ban, unsympathetic to employees at Hilex. But this company does make other products. The company also encourages recycling the bags, and actively (according to one letter, pick up bags from grocery stores to cart back to Jerome).

Reuseit.com states: “Paper and plastic bags are roughly equal in pros and cons. While they are convenient addictions, they both gobble up natural resources and cause significant pollution. When faced with the question of paper or plastic, the answer should always be neither. Whether you’re replacing paper bags with an EarthTote or plastic bags with a Workhorse, choosing a high-quality reusable bag helps you to avoid using thousands of disposable bags each year.”

Plastic bag concerns courtesy of Reuseit.com:

My stuff-sack is always in my purse

  • The production of plastic bags requires petroleum and often natural gas, both non-renewable resources that increase dependency on foreign suppliers. Additionally, prospecting and drilling for these resources contributes to the destruction of fragile habitats and ecosystems around the world.
  • The toxic chemical ingredients needed to make plastic produces pollution during the manufacturing process.
  • The energy needed to manufacture and transport disposable bags eats up more resources and creates global warming emissions.
  • Annual cost to U.S. retailers alone is estimated at $4 billion.
  • When retailers give away free bags, their costs are passed on to consumers in the form of higher prices.
  • In a landfill, plastic bags take up to 1,000 years to degrade. As litter, they breakdown into tiny bits, contaminating our soil and water.
  • Collection, hauling and disposal of plastic bag waste create an additional environmental impact. An estimated 8 billion pounds of plastic bags, wraps and sacks enter the waste stream every year in the U.S. alone, putting an unnecessary burden on our diminishing landfill space and causing air pollution if incinerated.
  • When plastic bags break down, small plastic particles can pose threats to marine life and contaminate the food web. A 2001 paper by Japanese researchers reported that plastic debris acts like a sponge for toxic chemicals, soaking up a million fold greater concentration of such deadly compounds as PCBs and DDE (a breakdown product of the notorious insecticide DDT), than the surrounding seawater. These turn into toxic gut bombs for marine animals which frequently mistake these bits for food.
  • Hundreds of thousands of sea turtles, whales and other marine mammals die every year from eating discarded plastic bags mistaken for food. Turtles think the bags are jellyfish, their primary food source. Once swallowed, plastic bags choke animals or block their intestines, leading to an agonizing death.
  • On land, many cows, goats and other animals suffer a similar fate to marine life when they accidentally ingest plastic bags while foraging for food.
  • Recycling requires energy for the collection, processing, etc. and doesn’t address the above issues. To learn more visit Myth: Recycling Can Fix This.

What is important here and now is that the citizens make their own decision on this subject. Can you bring a bag–we all have so many of them now–to the store when you go? Sure. It just takes planning. Can you pick up your dog poop with something else? Yup, and it’s advisable since when you put poop in  plastic bag its guaranteed to stay in the land fill just that way for a very long time. Can you use paper bags in your trash cans? Of course. Are there plenty of places other plastic bags may be given, and thus reused? Certo, as the Italians would say, and they began a nationwide ban on plastic bags earlier this year. So what’s stopping us from going with the Ban in November? Probably a bit of fear of giving up a ‘free’ convenience and influence from a lot of propaganda chatter via a corporation based in Indiana.

Real democracy is when everyone gets to vote. What we have in the U.S. is representative democracy in which elected representatives (often wealthy, white men) listens to lobbyists bringing the largest campaign contributions and then decides what’s best for the rest of us from their somewhat biased perspective. Cynical? Yup. And for a very good reason. It’s true.

See “Bag It” Tuesday, Nov. 1 at 6 p.m. at the Community Library in Ketchum. The screening of this documentary will be sponsored by the Environmental Resource Center and the Wood River High School Environmental Club.

See this link for more on the environmental issues. SFGATE


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Odes to independent bookstores

 

Once home to two books stores, Main Street Book Cafe, and Iconoclast Books. Now Cornerstone Bar & Grill.Ketchum, Idaho

We love bookstores as much as we love old movie houses, music stores, and farmer’s markets. Odes to independent bookstores–such one recently posted on The Daily Beast–are vital since each time one is mentioned there is a desire to seek it out when on the road. Like finding a new restaurant, hitting up an independent bookstore is part of a great travel experience.

Read the story here: America’s Greatest Independent Bookstores—and Why They Should Survive – The Daily Beast.

“Independent bookstores are about community,” says Mitchell Kaplan in the story, and he is spot-on. Where I live we have two really fine independent bookstores. The nearest Barnes & Noble is more than an hour’s drive away, and isn’t much of a draw. I hate hearing that someone bought a book at Costco (also more than an hour away) but I have been known to order online, and am a big library user.

Ketchum’s Chapter One is on The Daily Beast list. Iconoclast Books should be.  Both are active participants in the community from hosting authors to selling books at the Sun Valley Writer’s Conference. They each have their own flair and style.

Breakwater Books in Guilford, Conn.

Some others not on this list I’d add would be Portland, Ore.’s Powell’s, Missoula’s Shakespeare & Co, R.J. Julia Booksellers in Madison, Conn., and New Orleans’s Maple Street Bookshop. In New York City, the Strand rocks, of course, but so did my favorite spot to kill time–the original Mysterious Bookshop in Midtown (now  in Tribeca) and Shakespeare & Co. on the Upper West Side. (They are all named after, but not affiliated with, the queen of indie bookstores Sylvia Beech’s original Paris outpost). Also notable are St. Marks in the Lower East Side,  and the Greenlight in Fort Greene.

Growing up, the most fabulous place in the world was a funky book, gift and toy emporium known as The Remarkable Book Shop in Westport, Ct. where each whimsically imagined room led to other fantastical spaces full of information, fantasy and knowledge. It was a rainy day made perfect.

What makes a great bookstore anyway? Mainly I think it’s atmosphere. Is it comfortable? Does it smell/look/feel good? Is there a good and intelligent selection of material? Do the employees know anything about books?

I like a comfy place with good chairs and tables where you can put things down. This allows one to pick up a book and browse through it, or at least read the first sentence (hugely important). My dream bookstore has a small cafe for coffee and tea. The smells go well with the feel of paper, and sight of words. Like raspberries and roses–a perfect fit. There must be nooks and crannies like in the library in which I grew up (Pequot Library).

I prefer a place where I am not bombarded with the idea of commerce but rather by a sense of literary history,  ideas and love of the written word. I have wonderful memories of working at the (now defunct) Main Street Book Cafe in Ketchum, Idaho. Delicious smells wafted from the cafe, a pot bellied store kept us all warm in the winter, and there were some of the most fascinating  books I’d ever laid eyes on. Great people congregated,  talked books and read.

Here’s to the written word and the pages that embrace them, the covers that protect those pages and the people who sell them. Here’s to people who still read.

 

 

St. Mark’s has been a fixture on the Lower East Side since the late ‘70s
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Who is Occupy Wall Street?

Where Occupy events have taken place

Occupy Wall Street began with a small group of activists who claimed to stand against corporate greed, social inequality and other disparities between rich and poor. While it has grown to include cities around the country (DC, Boston, Portland, San Francisco, Boise, New Orleans, etc) it is still gaining traction where it began: New York City, where more than 1,000 people have been arrested in connection with the non-violent protest. Claims of police brutality, violence and illegal behavior are hard to pin down but the mainstream media insists on highlighting the negatives.

In fact, the irresponsible, obsessively-entertainment-focused mainstream mass media couldn’t be more wrong about who is involved after three weeks of the Occupy Wall Street movement, as this picture shows:

Occupy Wall Street participants

So here we have it; Occupy Wall Street is a real, important and growing movement that speaks to all American’s frustration–not merely the youth who’re the majority there –with the economic power leanings of the country. And why wouldn’t we all be supportive and be a participant in this movement? We are unemployed, and we are busted. The banks we bailed out are now ready to charge us to use our own money through our debit cards. This despite the fact the use of these debit, or ATM, cards has actually saved the banks money. This alone should be enough to make everyone protest.

Debit cards don’t involve a loan from the bank, pose very little fraud risk and are extravagantly profitable to banks because they eliminate the costs of processing and clearing checks.

That only 1 percent of the population controls the economic direction of this country is despicable. Meanwhile highly paid television pundits claim that protests such as Occupy Wall Street are the next step before anarchy, the truth is far less glamorous.

See this if you want to be moved by regular people’s real circumstances.

Anne-Marie Slaughter wrote in the New York Times, Oct. 5, : “At a time when one in six Americans live in poverty and virtually all of our social indicators are worse than at any time since the Great Depression, the political system is locked in partisan paralysis. They are not being heard, so increasingly they will make themselves seen. And given unemployment rates, millions of Americans have nothing better to do with their time.”

Are you part of the 99 percent?

I am. I was laid off two years ago. My husband lost his job in May. When we got married 10 years ago we both had full time career jobs, with insurance, profit sharing, paid vacations and a degree of security. Now neither of us have health insurance. I pay for half my daughter’s college tuition so that she will not be burdened with debt when she graduates with a degree in nursing. I have a mortgage, utility bills and outstanding credit card payments. I am working three part time jobs. But I am lucky. At least my mortgage is not upside down. And because I am very careful with my diet I have my health.

Many have less than zero. Why?

I pay taxes. Chances are you do too. Our money pays the salaries of hundred of thousands of government employees, and their health-care. It’s going to an unregulated war machine that is wasteful in the extreme. It has bailed-out banks and car makers. It goes to foreign aid.  It goes to mandatory spending that has risen from 6 percent of the GDP in 1970 to more than 10 percent in 2007, while G.W. Bush (43) was still in office. Much of the mandatory spending is in the health related fields but also it goes to retirement packages for government and military employees. At the same time the Bush tax cuts have lowered the country’s revenue sharply while it continues massive overspending–just like a spoiled American.

What about the rampant unemployment? Is it caused by the EPA and excessive regulation? Is this the fault of one president? Hardly. The labor market had been deteriorating for months before President Barack Obama took office, and private analysts agree that his stimulus package created millions of jobs. Rather unemployment has come about as companies react out of fear, move their businesses overseas and reward those at the top while dismissing those at the bottom. Rampant fraud and abuse by banks through the mortgage debacle has cost a huge amount of money.

“Lenders and their lawyers have been following unconscionable practices, and the watchdogs have been out to lunch. No wonder Occupy Wall Street has sprung up to protest corporate greed. Homeowners should not have to worry about whether they will be victims of foreclosure abuse within the legal system,” wrote Lynette Holloway in The Root.

Manufacturing in the U.S. has nearly disappeared and with it hundreds of thousands of jobs. How did that happen when once the U.S. boasted hundreds of factory towns in every state? A few of the obvious reasons are lower labor costs in other countries, fewer environmental regulations, less government interference in building codes, lower taxes and a global “free trade” mentality. Less obvious was the governmental-headgame: let others (China, etc.) build the cheap stuff – we’ll stick with high technology.

An August 2011 Congressional Budget Office report estimated that the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act “lowered the unemployment rate by between 0.5 percentage points and 1.6 percentage points” and that the law “increased the number of people employed by between 1.0 million and 2.9 million” during the second quarter. But just this week, Congress again voted to make Obama look like a failure by voting against his new Jobs Bill at the risk of millions of people’s livelihoods.

Consider the stats: 15 percent of people in the U.S. live in poverty. Fourteen million are unemployed. Forty-six million are hungry and meanwhile 40 percent of U.S. wealth owned and controlled by top 1 percent, more than it ever has since the 1920s.

So are you with us or still confused?

Rolling Stone’s ace political reporter Matt Tiabbi (Doing some of the best work in the country) suggests that Occupy Wall Street which is essentially a leaderless movement adopt these five demands:

“1. Break up the monopolies. The so-called “Too Big to Fail” financial companies – now sometimes called by the more accurate term “Systemically Dangerous Institutions” – are a direct threat to national security. They are above the law and above market consequence, making them more dangerous and unaccountable than a thousand mafias combined. There are about 20 such firms in America, and they need to be dismantled; a good start would be to repeal the Gramm-Leach-Bliley Act and mandate the separation of insurance companies, investment banks and commercial banks.

2. Pay for your own bailouts. A tax of 0.1 percent on all trades of stocks and bonds and a 0.01 percent tax on all trades of derivatives would generate enough revenue to pay us back for the bailouts, and still have plenty left over to fight the deficits the banks claim to be so worried about. It would also deter the endless chase for instant profits through computerized insider-trading schemes like High Frequency Trading, and force Wall Street to go back to the job it’s supposed to be doing, i.e., making sober investments in job-creating businesses and watching them grow.

3. No public money for private lobbying. A company that receives a public bailout should not be allowed to use the taxpayer’s own money to lobby against him. You can either suck on the public teat or influence the next presidential race, but you can’t do both. Butt out for once and let the people choose the next president and Congress.

4. Tax hedge-fund gamblers. For starters, we need an immediate repeal of the preposterous and indefensible carried-interest tax break, which allows hedge-fund titans like Stevie Cohen and John Paulson to pay taxes of only 15 percent on their billions in gambling income, while ordinary Americans pay twice that for teaching kids and putting out fires. I defy any politician to stand up and defend that loophole during an election year.

5. Change the way bankers get paid. We need new laws preventing Wall Street executives from getting bonuses upfront for deals that might blow up in all of our faces later. It should be: You make a deal today, you get company stock you can redeem two or three years from now. That forces everyone to be invested in his own company’s long-term health – no more Joe Cassanos pocketing multimillion-dollar bonuses for destroying the AIGs of the world.”

Now are you with us?

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