The recent deaths of writer and urban planning iconoclast-turned-icon Jane Jacobs and feminist godmother Betty Friedan has me pondering how four women altered the contours of American life. I realize that the conversations I have had about these four women and this post are not particularly original thought, but bear repeating anyway. For one other discussion of the topic (minus Julia Child) see this article in the The Nation.
Jane Jacobs (1916-2006) When journalist Jane Jacobs published The Death and Life of Great American Cities in 1961 she helped pull the urban planning profession from its darkest days of “slum” clearance and the worst excesses of 1950s urban renewal. Originally decried by planners of the day, Jacobs’ view of what constituted the components of a healthy neighborhood and a healthy city is the standard by which they are still judged today. Jacobs’ description of her Greenwich Village neighborhood and the ways in which it nurtured its residents provided a powerful example in favor of mixed-use, mixed-income, walkable neighborhoods that are the mantra of virtually every municipal planning department today. Like the other three women discussed here her work is not without its flaws. But, like the others, her clarion call woke up a sleeping nation and defined the terms of discussion for going on fifty years now.
Rachel Carson (1907-1964) The marine biologist/zoologist, professor, and author’s 1962 book Silent Spring stood the US and the world on its ear about the connection between chemical pesticides and the degradation of the environment. Her book woke up America and kicked off the modern environmental movement. Of course she has her detractors even today (not being a scientist I am not going to try and wade through the arguments), but the fundamental truth is her work put environmental issues firmly on the policy table and in the minds of the American public.
Betty Friedan (1921-2006) The 1963 publication of Betty Friedan’s The Feminine Mystique ushered in the modern feminist movement. Despite the book’s somewhat limited prospective of the white, college-educated, middle class woman (i.e., the typical Smith graduate), the notion that the sexist, conformist expectations of the times had trapped most women into a life of unfulfilled potential had near virtual universal application. (One could also argue that suburban sprawl contributed greatly to the imprisonment of women in the 1950s, but that is the topic for another post.) Friedan’s writing and her co-founding of the National Organization of Women (NOW) and National Association for the Repeal of Abortion Laws (NARAL) set the U.S. on an unstoppable path toward the as yet unfulfilled equality of women in America.
Julia Child (1912-2004) When I was a child in the 1970s the whole family would gather around the TV on Sunday afternoons to watch The French Chef with Julia Child on PBS. We never made any of her recipes but we sure liked watching. Her show, which began in 1963, and her contribution to the popularization of TV cooking shows is not the most impressive change she brought to American life. Julia introduced Americans to recipes and ingredients that were anathema to the post-World War II salt, pepper, and paprika school of American cooking. When her show began Americans were gorging on TV dinners and canned vegetables. Thanks to Julia and others in her circle or under her influence, we have so much to choose from today when we head to the grocery store. Not all of the “food” created by scientists but those fabulous ingredients that no one had heard of thirty years ago.
For you big fans out there, you must check out her kitchen which on display at the Smithsonian in Washington DC. I’ve been there five times myself.
Observation #1: Americans eat poorly and most super market produce tastes like, well, nothing--mushy nothing.
Observation #2: Most people who feel the need to have giant suburban yards don’t do anything with them. They are temples to the goddess of grass. They suck up huge amounts of water and the chemicals used to treat them run off into nearby streams and wreak havoc on watersheds.
Observation #3: Suburban sprawl is chewing up green space at an alarming rate, pushing people further from their jobs (and purchased food supply), requiring more gas and more roads.
Why not take these three modern dilemmas and solve them all in one fell swoop? If everyone who chose to have a big yard was required to cultivate their own Victory Garden think of what could be accomplished. Families could improve their diets with fresh, delicious, wholesome produce right from their own yards. Water that would have been wasted on grass could be put to productive use. Demand for cardboard produce and all of the energy necessary to pick, sort, store, ship, store, ship, display in the grocery store and transport home would lessen.
If folks with big yards were required to keep a certain amount of it in food cultivation, it might also make people think twice before taking on a house with a big yard. In a way it is applying the same logic that serves as the basis of the bestselling book The Not So Big House by Sarah Susanka. That is: most people only use a fraction of their very large houses. Why not forgo the double height living room that everyone thinks they need, in favor of a smaller house of better quality and design. People want yards for many reasons. To those that use them, good for you, you have achieved the American dream. For those of you who don’t: why do you feel the need to live there? Why not move closer to work, shopping, schools, and other things that a more compact neighborhood would afford you.
I will get off my sprawl soapbox for now. No doubt there will be more of it to come in future posts. In the meantime, if you would love to be closer to your fruit and veg, check out local opportunities to buy direct from farms. Community Supported Agriculture programs exist all over the country and allow you to purchase locally grown produce right from the source. In some cases the farms even allow (or require) you to help with the cultivation.
Porches are good places to eat chips and dip (and share recipes). This one goes out to my pals at the (in)famous Anarchists Book Club. To the rest of you, you really should try this dip, especially with summer picnic season upon us. It is so fresh and tasty. Oh, and for those of you suffering through the pain of Phase I of the South Beach Diet, make this with low fat cream cheese and dip your celery instead of chips. Tip o’the hat to Mary Feehan in Houston, Texas who originally got a version of this published in Gourmet magazine.
CREAMY PICO DE GALLO DIP
1 small tomato, coarsely chopped, about 2/3 cup 3/4 cup coarsely chopped fresh cilantro 1/3 cup coarsely chopped red onion (I always add a bit more) 2 tablespoons coarsely chopped pickled jalapenos 8 oz cream cheese softened (lowfat works quite well) 1/2 teaspoon salt (be careful, the chips add salt as well)
Pulse all but cream cheese and salt in food processor until everything is minced. Add cream cheese and pulse until everything is blended well together. Taste and then add salt accordingly. Put it all in a serving bowl, cover, chill for about one hour until slightly thickened.
Living in Washington, DC I run into a lot of smart people who read a lot, but few of them seem to be doing it for fun. Until recently I didn’t really know many people who I could trust for book recommendations. I would rely on lists like the Modern Library’s 100 Best Novels of the 20th Century and the Booker Prize winners and other lists I could get my hands on. That is until I met Nancy Pearl. Well, I didn’t actually meet her, but I wish I had.
The first time I heard of librarian Nancy Pearl was in a blurb in The New Yorker where they described her new librarian action figure that came complete with genuine shushing action capabilities. Besides being known for her work in the Seattle Library System and her book reviews on Seattle’s NPR affiliate, Pearl has written two of the most important books in my library: Book Lust and More Book Lust. Essentially each book is a series of annotated lists of books that she has enjoyed. Let me tell you, Pearl has enjoyed a lot books, both fiction and non-fiction, and the breadth of her reading interests seems limitless.
Each chapter is organized around a theme. Some of them are appropriately predictable like “Small-Town Life” and “World War I Fiction”. Others are somewhat quirkier like “Sex and the Single Reader”, “Nagging Mothers, Crying Children” and one solely on U.S. government documents that are worth a read.
My favorite chapters however, are the ones where Pearl picks an author that she thinks is just “Too Good to Miss” giving an overview of what the author is all about, some of Pearl’s favorite titles by that author, and in some cases a list of all of the author’s works. Some of these chosen authors I was already aware of like Iris Murdoch, Ian McEwan, and Carol Shields. But others were completely new to me including reporter turned novelist Ward Just. His subject matter tends to focus on fascinating depictions of some element of politic life and his prose is flawless. Without being pedantic or preachy or even very political, Just has written novels about an Ambassador with a wayward terrorist son, a political operative in Chicago, an American saboteur in Vietnam, a Washington political dynasty and many others. Needless to say I am glad Pearl gave me the heads up.
For those of you looking for something good to read check out Nancy Pearl for ideas. For those of you who aren’t looking for something to read: Why not? You should be. Unless of course you already have a book in your hand. In any case Nancy Pearl really is too good to miss.
In thinking about the kind of online discussion I wanted to initiate, I kept coming back to the idea of a place where people would engage each other. A place that would serve as an antidote to banal office conversation and the anonymous interactions that characterize most of our lives. Despite the absence of a physical location, the internet has done more to connect people with each other than anything else since television and suburban sprawl first disconnected us back in the 20th century. Sprinkled among the wasteland of post-World War II development, one can still find places like this--town squares, corner stores, and front porches--they just don't get used much anymore.
Although I may end up ranting and raving from time to time, I want My Porch to be a place where the basis for every discussion is respect. I want us to disagree and argue like mad, but to remember above all that we are neighbors and have to live with each other. (Assuming someone other than me actually reads this...)
Topics of particular interest to me that will be featured in posts to come include, politics, urban planning, travel, TV (the great and the trashy), classical music, art, books, and about a million other things.
"...It has become that time of evening when people sit on their porches, rocking gently and talking gently and watching the street and the standing up into their sphere of possession of the trees, of birds' hung havens, hangars. People go by; things go by..."
Based on the opening section of James Agee's A Death in the Family (which I haven't read), Barber's piece for soprano and orchestra opens in a rather peaceful, lilting way that never fails to remind me of some happy, yet undefined and fleeting moment from my childhood in small town Minnesota. A feeling rekindled during my graduate school sojourn in Ithaca, New York from 2000-2002. You know the feeling, one of those summer evenings at twilight with warm gentle breezes and crickets.
If you think I am living in a fantasy world you are partly right. It is a fantasy about living in a place where people care for other people and the world around them, and live honest, positive, engaged lives. It might actually be a great place. Let's give it a whirl.