Sean Kirst wrote a column in today’s Post-Standard about a group of bloggers in Central N.Y. that got together at the State Fair to continue our cyber-discussions in real time. It was a great time: Dinosaur BBQ, swapping stories and reveling in Central NY, in all its glory and all its warts.
I never really discuss my blogging with anyone. I find it’s a forum for me to write, work on some ideas and decide how I feel about issues that matter to me (oh, and rave about the new Springsteen album and repeat the horrible joke I’ve been telling for the past week.) Why post it in public? Well, I’ve always thought it was just to keep me honest and force me to correct the typos and comma splices.
I realize it is something more. In my job as a community organizer, I work to avoid having opinions, feelings, dreams etc. I work for the residents of our neighborhoods and my job is to provide them with the research, strategic analysis and encouragement so they can go out and change their world. It doesn’t matter what I think. It is a major failure when an organizer is quoted in the paper or gives background information to the press. The mother who walks her kids past drug dealers on their way to school should be confronting the police, Mayor and Common Council. It is her voice that needs to be heard.
So, this blog is one of two things. Either this blog allows me to express the things I can’t in a more public forum, or it is an example of my ego run amok. As with most things in life, probably a bit of both.