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New Orleans has disappeared as surely as the lost city of Atlantis or the lost city of Pompeii, which former mayor Marc Morial and Senator Mary Landrieu (D-LA.) have compared us to in their statements.

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SMOKE & MIRRORS -THE GREEN HILLS OF CALIFORNIA: Rod Amis, our Publisher, reports on the first Online Journalism Review Conference of Independent Web Publishers in Los Angeles and his return to the green hills of Berkeley and Sonoma County California.

SMOKE

Photo of a golden eagle. "Where there's smoke, there's fire ..." Popular Adage.

10 March, 2006: As we open this first edition of our Tenth Anniversary Celebration, your World's Magazine finds itself in a problematical position. It seems difficult to maintain the stance of being an "outsider" and unorthodox Web publication when, by all evidences, we are now a classic of our genre simply by dint of being around for ten years on this medium. Nowhere was this brought home to me more than when attending the Online Journalism Review (OJR) independent publishers' conference in Los Angeles this month. The people who made it a point to seek me out or seek my advice made it clear that, though we are a unique publication, we are also a venerable one.

On a medium where the new is celebrated and the survivors are few and hardy, your World's Magazine earned its stripes long ago. We are now among those publications with a predictable format with which are readership has grown comfortable, we appear regularly and our level of performance is anticipated. We make it look effortless, or try to do so. All of these facts speak to being a "classic" ra ther than a rebel or a maverick, though that is how we have taken to defining ourself.

But it's difficult to call yourself "that hip little station at the far end of the FM dial" during a week when your publication receives a citation in a Reuters UK news release, as we did this week because our book imprint arm's production, Africa Fresh! New Voices from the First Continent, makes the short list for a fiction prize (Lulu.com's Blooker Prize) or during the same year when one of your writing team is awarded a prize by a major publishing house. (NGOZI RAZAK-SOYEBI and the MacMillan Prize in African Writing, respectively.) Equally so when Kenya's premier literary critic, Evan Mwangi, who teaches African Literature at Northwestern University in Evanston, Illinois, USA, writes a lengthy review of the G21 book that appears in the Sunday Nation, Kenya's largest newspaper.

None of these are incidents that happen to "outside" publications, they are rather things that a "standard" publication comes to expect. You can only begin to imagine how difficult it is for an old rebel like myself to accept that what I am doing, have been doing these last seventeen years in total and the last ten here online, has achieved its goal of setting a standard. There are more Web entities and journals on and offline that have coalesced with what we say and stand for today than when we first began our effort.

In my jocular moments, I quip that "around 2003 the rest of the world caught up."

News to Rod

"You can have wealth concentrated in the hands of a few, or democracy, but you cannot have both." - Supreme Court Justice Louis Brandeis.

Because of the travel, the work around promoting the Africa Fresh! Anthology and the commitment of keeping up with my tech journalism Day Job, I've been watching the performance of the Mouthpiece Media (MM) askance these last few weeks. I have found it dependably deplorable that the MM used the Story Du Jour tactic again to distract people away from the corruption scandals of the ruling class in our nation's capital by overblowing the non-event Dubai Ports deal fiasco.

So I have only two items that I wish to bring to your consideration this week,

ITEM ONE: In his 27 February column at the New York Times, Paul Krugman had this to say regarding the fact that the United States has become an oligarchical society:

So who are the winners from rising inequality? It's not the top 20 percent, or even the top 10 percent. The big gains have gone to a much smaller, much richer group than that.

A new research paper by Ian Dew-Becker and Robert Gordon of Northwestern University, "Where Did the Productivity Growth Go?," gives the details. Between 1972 and 2001 the wage and salary income of Americans at the 90th percentile of the income distribution rose only 34 percent, or about 1 percent per year. So being in the top 10 percent of the income distribution, like being a college graduate, wasn't a ticket to big income gains.

But income at the 99th percentile rose 87 percent; income at the 99.9th percentile rose 181 percent; and income at the 99.99th percentile rose 497 percent. No, that's not a misprint.

Just to give you a sense of who we're talking about: the nonpartisan Tax Policy Center estimates that this year the 99th percentile will correspond to an income of $402,306, and the 99.9th percentile to an income of $1,672,726. The center doesn't give a number for the 99.99th percentile, but it's probably well over $6 million a year.

Why would someone as smart and well informed as Mr. Bernanke get the nature of growing inequality wrong? Because the fallacy he fell into tends to dominate polite discussion about income trends, not because it's true, but because it's comforting. The notion that it's all about returns to education suggests that nobody is to blame for rising inequality, that it's just a case of supply and demand at work. And it also suggests that the way to mitigate inequality is to improve our educational system - and better education is a value to which just about every politician in America pays at least lip service.

The idea that we have a rising oligarchy is much more disturbing. It suggests that the growth of inequality may have as much to do with power relations as it does with market forces. Unfortunately, that's the real story.

ITEM TWO: More to my Talking Point for you in this week's "News to Rod," but along the same lines of connecting dots, is what Bill Moyers had to say during a recent speaking tour he was making in California on this issue of money and our political life here in the United States:

Our democracy today is more real and more inclusive than existed in the days of the Founders because time and again, the people have organized themselves to insist that America become "a more perfect union."

It is time to fight again. These people in Washington have no right to be doing what they are doing. It's not their government, it's your government. They work for you. They're public employees - and if they let us down and sell us out, they should be fired. That goes for the lowliest bureaucrat in town to the senior leaders of Congress on up to the President of the United States.

They would have you believe this is just "a lobbying scandal." They would have you think that if they pass a few nominal reforms, put a little more distance between the politician and the lobbyist, you will think everything is okay and they can go back to business as usual.

They're trying it now. Just look at Congressman John Boehner, elected to replace Tom DeLay as House Majority Leader. Today he speaks the language of reform, but ten years ago Boehner was handing out checks from the tobacco executives on the floor of the House. He's been a full player in the K Street Project and DeLay's money machine, holding weekly meetings with some of the most powerful lobbyists in the Speaker's suite at the Capitol. He has thought nothing of hopping on corporate jets or cruising Caribbean during winter breaks with high-powered lobbyists. Moreover, the man Boehner beat to succeed DeLay - Congressman Roy Blunt - has been elected to DeLay's first job as Majority Whip despite being deeply compromised by millions upon millions of dollars raised from the same interests that bought off DeLay.

And what now of DeLay? He's under indictment for money laundering inTexas and had to resign as Majority Leader. But the other day the party bosses in Congress gave him a seat on the powerful House Appropriations Committee where big contributors get their rewards. And - are you ready for this? - they put him on the subcommittee overseeing the Justice Department which is investigating the Abramoff scandal, including Abramoff's connections to DeLay.

Business as usual. The usual rot. The power of arrogance.

You may say, see? These forces can't be defeated. They're too rich, they're too powerful, and they?§Åre too entrenched.

But look at what has happened in Connecticut, one of the most corrupt states in the union. Rocked by multiple scandals that brought down a state treasurer, a state senator, and the governor himself with convictions of bribery, tax evasion, and worse, the people finally had enough. Although many of the parties had to be forced, kicking and screaming to do it, last December the legislature passed clean money reform and the new governor signed it into law. The bill bans campaign contributions from lobbyists and state contractors and makes Connecticut the very first state in the nation where the legislature and governor approved full public funding for their own races.

Connecticut isn't the only place where the link between public officials and private campaign contributions has been broken. Both Arizona and Maine offer full public financing of statewide and legislative races. New Jersey, New Mexico, North Carolina, and Vermont have clean money systems for some races. The cities of Portland, Oregon and Albuquerque, New Mexico recently approved full public financing for citywide races.

In these places, candidates for public office - executive, legislative, and in some cases judicial - have the option of running on a limited and equal grant of full public funding, provided they take little or no private contributions. To qualify they have to pass a threshold by raising a large number of small contributions from voters in their district. The system allows candidates to run competitive campaigns for office even if they do not have ties to well-heeled donors or big money lobbyists, a near impossibility when public elections are privately funded.

In places where clean elections are law, we see more competition for legislative seats and a more diverse group of people running for office. In David Sirota's words, they "are encouraged to run on their ideas, their convictions and their integrity instead of on how effectively they can shake down the big money." And there are policy results as well. In Arizona, one of the first acts of Governor Janet Napolitano, elected under the state's public financing program, was to institute reforms establishing low-cost prescription drug subsidies for seniors. Compare that to the Medicare debacle going on at the national level. In Maine, where clean elections has been in place since 2000, there have also been advances in providing low cost pharmaceutical drugs for residents, and in making sure that every state resident has medical coverage.

Why? Because the politicians can do what's right, not what they're paid to do by big donors. They, not the lobbyists, write the legislation. As one blogger put it this past weekend, instead of dialing for dollars, they might have time even to read bills like 'The Patriot Act' and find the small print establishing a secret police.

California may soon follow Connecticut. Calling for the political equivalent of electroshock therapy, the Los Angeles Times recently urged Californians: "Forget half-measures. The cure is voluntary public financing of election campaigns." Already the Clean Money and Fair Elections Bill has passed the state assembly and is headed for the senate. Check it out at www.caclean.org.

Think about this: Californians could buy back their elected representatives at a cost of about $5 or $6 per California resident. Nationally we could buy back our Congress and the White House with full public financing for about $10 per taxpayer per year. You can check this out on the website Public Campaign. [www.publicampaign.org]

Public funding won't solve all the problems. There's no way to legislate truly immoral people from abusing our trust. But it would go a long way to breaking the link between big donors and public officials and to restoring democracy to the people. Until we offer qualified candidates a different source of funding for their campaigns - "clean," disinterested, accountable public money - the selling of America will go on. From scandal to scandal.

The people out across the country on the front lines of this fight have brought the message down to earth, in plain language and clear metaphors. If a player sliding into home plate reached into his pocket and handed the umpire $1000 before he made the call, what would we call that? A bribe. And if a lawyer handed a judge $1000 before he issued a ruling, what do we call that? A bribe. But when a lobbyist or CEO sidles up to a member of Congress at a fundraiser or in a skybox and hands him a check for $1000, what do we call that? A campaign contribution.

Online Journalism Review Conference

More than other Journalism schools here in the United States, the Annenberg School of Communications and Journalism at the University of Southern California (USC,) in Los Angeles, has distinguished itself by taking seriously the emerging phenomenon of online journalism, analyzing it and commenting on its trends, weaknesses and strengths. Thus, it was only natural that the Online Journalism Review orginate there and that OJR should sponsor the first conference inviting independent Web publishers and dedicated to our concerns.

Photo of Humphrey Bogart in a tuxedo.Your Unruly was gratified when I was invited to the conference last year and made it a priority to travel the three thousand miles across our continent to attend. That the conference should take place during the tenth anniversary month of this publication seemed serendipitous; the chance to meet other laborers in this (mostly) thankless vineyard promised a chance for rewarding connections.

Most of what I anticipated from this opportunity, in terms of the human contact with other creative people and a chance to get a sense, a feel for "the lay fo the land" in this medium, was fulfilled. Unfortunately, the focus on both the issues of journalism's future and reporting standards that I had hoped for at a J-School-sponsored conference, fell short. I don't lay this short-coming fully at the feet of the Annenberg School, especially considering Larry Pryor's opening statement. (Pryor was the founder of the OJR and still teaches at the School.) I'll come back to this point at the conclusion to this report.

Part of avoidance of these concerns can be attributed to the make-up of the participants, the fact that many did not consider themselves journalists, per se, and that the vast majority were from the Los Angeles area. (The latter is completely understandable when one considers the economics of Web sites in general and online journalism in particular.)

The structure of the conference lended itself to interaction, which I found sterling. Rather than a series of speeches and presentations, it was divided into three discussion sessions, moderated by experienced Web professionals. I was particularly impressed by the lead moderator, Lisa Stone of BlogHer, among other innovative Web projects and blogs, who set the tone for the day. Lisa allowed the discussion to open and wide-ranging, acknowledged the information garnered, while keeping us all focused on the issues at hand.

The three areas addressed in discussion sessions were:

  1. Building (and managing) Your Community
  2. Managing Technology
  3. and
  4. The Business Side of Online Journalism

From the perspective of this participant, Mr. Pryor's opening statement for the one-day conference left an elephant sitting in the room that never went acknowledged. He stated during his remarks that one of his pressing concerns was that the students at the Annenberg School appeared to be less than convinced that they could build actual careers in online journalism. That statement struck me like a bombshell and I believed it was one that a conference like this one should take seriously.

That the statement was left unacknowledged during our discussions spoke volumes to me. That what was said and discussed was most often about the world of blogging, about "neat" tech tools like Typepad and WordPress but NOT about what good online journalism was, too often, and what the challenges were to succeed in this profession online, was disappointing.

My immediate reaction upon leaving the conference was that I had heard the words "journalism" and "news" too few times, considering what we all claimed to be about. That's a large disappointment when you travel three thousand miles.

I must make one comment on the subject of OJR's diversity outreach. Of the forty-four attendees at the conference, I was the only Black working journalist. (The other Black attendee was a grad student at Annenberg.) There were a total of five non-Whites in the entire group.


MIRRORS

Let's go crazy!
Let's get nuts
- Prince

Let me open by sharing a URL wit h you that I received from my buddy, Greg Cowman of New Orleans, this past week. It's for a site that celebrates the indomitable spirit of the people of south Louisiana: Mardi Gras in Iraq. Turn your speakers on and enjoy!

2 March, 2006: SOMEWHERE OVER THE CENTER OF THE UNITED STATES - Another brief adventure, another logging of miles. This one is coast-to-coast; you know me, I don't bat an eyelash unless there's at least a thousand miles involved in a journey. I've been jazzed about this trip to Los Angeles, my first, for the past week. I have literally counted the hours until my departure from my isolated sojourn at Green Acres. It's not a good year unless you get on an airplane. (Trains, my first love, are wonderful but America has turned its back on passenger trains, rendering them too expensive, more dangerous and more inconvenient.)

Considering how enamored I am of the mystery/crime/detective novel genre, even I am surprised that it took me until this journey to get around to Sarah Peretsky. Of the contemporary American writers I've read over the last two years, she ranks among the best. I read a lot of fiction and non-fiction every year, so that's saying a mouthful. Dan Brown, for example, doesn't hold a candle to Peretsky, for example, in terms of our craft. I could name any number of other "bestselling" authors who I consider to have less skill than Brown.

Thanks to the largesse of my pal DC, I am reading Peretsky's Fire Sale and enjoying it immensely.

3 March, 2006: I am staying at a not-horrific, no-star motel within walking distance of the University of Southern California (USC) campus where the Online Journalism Review (OJR.org) conference is being held. It fits the budget of a lower-tier courtier of the Information Age like myself, who must travel at his own expense - rather than on a corporate expense account. Our idea of "room service" is going to the taco stand on the corner and picking up a carnitas burrito to take back to the room. I knew I had picked the right place when I noticed that the next three people in line behind me were two L.A. cops and a postal worker. Our idea of a "minibar" is walking over two city blocks to Hoover and grabbing a six pack of beer and a half-pint of bourbon at the Superior supermarker behind the Wendy's.

The room is clean and simple. It has a student-sized refrigerator, a microwave and a four-cup coffee maker, along with complimentary Tuscan coffee and the necessary condiments.

Photo of Kaley Cuoco.Because my body was still on East Coast Time, I was asleep by 8:30 p.m. (PST) last night. I awakened at what people here in California think is four in the morning. I lolled in my bed and decided to make coffee at 5:30 a.m. The no-star motel will give me a wake-up call at 7:00 because the OJR conference begins registration at 8:30.

Oh! I forgot to tell you; it's cold and rainy here in "sunny California" this weekend. The cops, the postal worker and me, while we were waiting for our take-out Mexican food at the taco stand, were debating as to whether it would rain last night - as had been predicted by the local weather people for the last three days, my interlocutors informed me - or if there would be hail storms instead. The postal worker put his money on hail storms.

One of the coppers, the short one who looked like he was Filipino, suggested I keep my powder dry and go with no precipitation but that I also continue wearing my trenchcoat. (That made me think of Dragana. She would love the picture of her "Bogey" roaming the streets of Los Angeles on a rainy night in a trenchcoat, chewing the fat with a couple of cops and a mail man; the persona assumes the man.)

It's raining in Los Angeles today, all day. The predicted high temperature is 58 Fahrenheit.



ABOUT THE HUFFINGTON POST FEBRUARY CONTAGIOUS FESTIVAL: As some of you know, I did a project last month for the HuffPost Contagious Festival. When I originally entered the Festival, I said that I would submit projects for the three months that it ran. I've since re-thought that proposition. The reason for my re-think it two-fold.

Firstly, the OJR conference and my visit to northern California to see old friends consumed almost a third of this month and I can't make money to support this effort and my life if I don't get a few more freelance articles filed so that there is money in the coffers next month. Secondly, the Festival was not what I supposed it might be when I entered. In short, I found my project competing, for the most part, with cartoons. That latter means that I need to rethink my strategy before entering again.

I'm reflecting on what I have learned from the experience. I am happy that my effort managed to close at #63 ("It's Only Smoke") of 114 entries. Considering that it was "serious," I'm surprised it ranked that high. You can still view it (along with all the other entries) at the February archive there, if you're so inclined.

The Green Hills of California

This is that time of year when the hills of California, especially those in nothern California, veritably glisten a lush, bright green from their saturation during the winter rains. Not Golden State now, as it becomes when the hills dry out under the intense summer sun, but a state of lushness and a fairy kingdom of fecundity. It used to be my favorite time of year those many years ago when my stomping grounds were Sonoma, Napa, Contra Costa and Marin counties and later San Francisco county. I spent most of my adult life living in northern California and many of my best friends still reside there. On this trip, I was asked more than once when I'd be returning "Home."

While still in Los Angeles, it was my good fortune to be able to spend the morning and afternoon with my good friend, LIONEL ROLFE, who I had not seen f2f since London, back in 2001. He was in fine fettle and jocular as ever. I finally also got to meet his new wife, Boriana, who hails from Varna, Bulgaria. She is a delightful and upbeat woman, very involved in helping her two children make the best of continuing their educations. She is shocked by the appalling level of the secondary educational system in our country but learning to adjust and help her daughter complete her time in our high school and move on to an institution of higher learning.

But I planned this journey of mine too tightly, I quickly realized. There was little time for me to actually stop anywhere. I was in constant motion, trying to squeeze in time with as many friends as possible. I shan't make that mistake again.

By the time I got to northern California, I already had a chest cold growing inside me and sapping my energy and still a full roster of people to see, Barb and Rich, Bill and Rhonda, Terry and his children and grandchildren. I wanted to see DAN VANDEMORTEL, as well, but simply couldn't see my way clear to squeeze him into my hectic schedule. Perhaps next time.

FLESH FOR FANTASY: While I was in Cali, I ran into Janet again. I hadn't seen her since I lived in Manhattan, before the dot-com bust. She looked as inviting as ever and pretended that I was not diminished by my lack of dentiture or my advancing age. She even made me feel that I might still have hope as someone to have a Good Time around. I had not felt that way in a long time. I wish I hadn't been fighting the chill I picked up in Los Angeles and all the ingredients for a massive hangover. Janet is there. We call that INCENTIVE.




I had the sense that this edition of the magazine would run long, by our regular standards, even before I began it. IF I deem to use even 70% of the material in queue for our next edition, the gala Anniversity Celebration, slated on appear on my personal birth anniversary, that one will run longer still. < p> I'm tired simply thinking about the work to put that next edition out, still recovering as I am from the cold I caught in southern California. I've been taking long spates of sleep, in the hopes of rebuilding my energy level, taking away more time from my production schedule. Break out the tiny violins.

In the back of my mind, of course, is how I mean to celebrate my fifth-fourth. I think a train ride would be nice but I haven't begun to plan for that just yet... I'll keep you posted, my little Luvs.

Keep me in your prayers as I keep you in my own. And send good vibes that the G21 AFRICA crew and I manage to do well in the Blooker Prize finals.

Thanks for coming back this week. The Old Magician appreciates your patronage.

THINGS ROD HOPES FOR THIS WEEK

1 - Deciding on an appropriate and FUN way to spend my 54th birthday and the Tenth Anniversary celebration of your World's Magazine online.

2 - Getting back on top of generating more book sales.

3 - Getting my freelance writing efforts back on track so I can find that long-awaited girlfriend.

"Work like you don't need the money,
"Love like you've never been hurt,
"Dance like no one is watching ... "

Love,
Rod

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ROD AMIS has published this magazine since 1990. It first appeared as a hardcopy 'Zine. In March, 1996, he launched it here on the Web. Rod was a Contributing Editor at Suite101.com, where he wrote the " 'Net Publishing" feature. His work has been featured in the San Francisco Bay Guardian Online, NRV8, and at the (U.S.) Public Broadcasting System (PBS's) WebLab's Reality Check site. Rod was a contributing writer on technology for Faulkner Information Services. He wrote on Web issues for MethodFive.com's Hyper newsletter.

Rod was a columnist for the Andover News Network, where he wrote over two hundred articles on web design and development issues. He was principal writer and Editor for IT Manager's Journal, where he reviewed technology issues weekly, producing 383 editorials. He became the Managing Editor for Electronic Mail/Newsletter Publications at Andover.net at the end of February, 2000, and left in September of the same year. He was a contributing writer for ACCESS Internet magazine, which appeared both on- and offline for 10 million readers in 100 newspapers like the San Francisco Chronicle, New York Post, Boston Herald, Austin American-Statesman, Denver Post and Orlando Sentinel, among others. Rod was the US reporter for Silicon.com, a division of Network Multimedia Television in London, UK, r eaching 3.5 million European readers, until May, 2001.

In 2002, he worked as Assistant to the General Manager of a Big Easy company that does restaurants and nightclubs. He did stints as the Resident Philosopher at three separate gin mills in that city in the French Quarter and the Marigny, earning his stripes during two successive Mardi Gras seasons. Oh yeah, Rod's had Day Jobs working construction. Mostly renovations of old New Orleans structures, houses and a bar. Sometimes he designs Web sites for other people so that he can get his creative juices flowing the way he can't at a staid publication like this one. And he's been the instructor in Editing for Internet Publications at the Novi Sad School of Journalism in Yugoslavia. When he's not busy here, he writes technology columns for IT Manager's Journal. Rust never sleeps.

Our Resident Philosopher has exchanged his legend mobility for a means of keeping your World's Magazine. Now he must become earnest about gaining a financial underpinning for this enterprise. (Read: Buy back his freedom and then go home.}.

In his spare time, he chases women in the manner that a fly pursues a spider. Our winking 'Smiley'.

He continues to be committed to integrity, chastity and a dose of humility.


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