Speculators are the main force behind high Manatee County housing prices

roblimo | Uncategorized | Sunday, April 17th, 2005

Last year, when my wife and I were thinking about buying a larger home, we visited dozens of weekend real estate “open houses” we found either through classifed ads or by driving around neighborhoods we found attractive and following “Open House” signs. What we learned by talking to Realtors and direct sellers has led us to believe that cash-rich speculators, not people buying homes for themselves, have created the so-called “real estate boom” in Florida’s Manatee County.
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Bradenton’s police department gets no respect

roblimo | Uncategorized | Sunday, April 10th, 2005

Last Thursday afternoon I was sitting at the corner of 17th Avenue West and Tamiani Trail (AKA 14th St. West), waiting in the left turn lane for the light to change. There was a police car sitting in the closed gas station across the street and another one two cars behind me in the left turn lane. An old Chevrolet Celebrity passed me on the right, boom-boom obscenties vibrating from its open windows. Without stopping for the red light, the Celebrity’s driver made a screeching right turn from 17th Avenue onto Tamiami Trail. Neither of the cops did a thing. This in itself is sad, but even worse is that this young driver didn’t bother to moderate his stereo volume or aggressive driving even though he was in full view of two police cars. Bradenton police obviously don’t scare him. They scare me, though, because this level of non-policing is one of the biggest problems keeping my neighborhood from becoming the prosperous, arts-oriented “urban village” Bradenton’s Tamiami Tomorrow program is trying to build.

I’ve attended several public meetings held by groups that are trying to improve this neighborhood. Residents and business owners have complained about high crime and poor policing at every one of them, but the few times I’ve noticed uniformed police at these meetings they sat apart from the crowd, faces blank, and didn’t react to the criticism aimed at them. It was as if they didn’t care in the least what anyone thought of them either as individuals or as members of the Bradenton Police Department.

One time I approached a pair of these off-to-the-side officers, introduced myself, and asked what I could do to help them clean up my neighborhood. “Call and keep calling,” one of them said. “Set up a nighborhood watch.”

“Yeah, but neighborhood watch groups there never last long,” the other cop chimed in. “They start and peter out.” And they both laughed derisively, as if the lack of a strong neighborhood watch was an indication that my neighborhood didn’t deserve their attention.

Okay, laughing cops. It sounds like you want me to do the patrolling for you. No problem, as long as I get to pick up your paychecks, too. That would be even funnier than a citizen expecting you to do your job, wouldn’t it?

My wife and I are doing our part to help improve Bradenton by rehabilitating a broken-down duplex and turning part of it into gallery space where Debbie can sell her handicrafts and paintings, and another section into an office for me. This is more than a home to us. It’s also where we work — and it’s where I control more than $250,000 in local editorial payroll and freelance budget for OSTG, the online publishing company for which I’ve worked since 1998.

We’re probably more valuable to the city trying to make our little corner into a center of economic activity than doing the police department’s job. We’re not saying cops here have it easy. We sympathize with them. Debbie was a Baltimore cop for a while and walked a foot beat in a neighborhood rougher than any in Bradenton, though, so police who sit in air conditioned cars and wait for calls don’t impress her. I’ve been in the Army and driven a cab in Baltimore — jobs far riskier than being on the Bradenton police force — so I’m only a little easier to impress. But we’re not overly demanding, either. If we saw evidence of consistently proactive, community-oriented policing around here, we would happily shower the officers doing it with praise — and ask the mayor and city council to raise police salaries, too.

A police department whose members witness illegal acts without doing anything about them is one that condones crime. It is a department no one respects. It is one whose members sit apart from citizens in public meetings because they know they are going to hear nothing but complaints and they have no satisfactory answers for them. It is a department in need of a major change in attitude, and it is going to get that change of attitude imposed from outside because rich, politically-connected developers are starting to pour money into downtown Bradenton and the Tamiami Trail corridor, and those developers are not going to let their investments tank because of poor law enforcement.

Here are Bradenton’s crime stats from 2002. While these numbers aren’t as bad as the ones for Washington, D.C., where Bradenton police chief Michael Radzilowski worked before he came here, we’re well above the national average in almost every crime category. You’d better believe that people who make major real estate investments can find those statistics just as fast as I can, and that those numbers are going to scare off a lot of money that could help improve this town.

So forget me personally, laughing cops. Think of the money. If you get your act together and start cleaning up this town, it’ll have more development and a higher tax base, which means more money for police raises.

Better yet, since lawbreakers notoriously flee strict jurisdictions for softer ones, you will have less crime to fight once you start arresting or ticketing (or at least warning) people you see commiting crimes or traffic violations instead of sitting passively behind your tinted car windows, waiting for calls.

Plagiarism, falsified news, and why journalism shouldn’t be a ‘profession’

roblimo | Uncategorized | Tuesday, April 5th, 2005

How I define my job as a reporter and editor: “Gathering and organizing information my readers are perfectly capable of finding on their own but don’t have time to dig up and sort through for themselves.”

Gathering information is the heart of a reporter’s job. Journalism isn’t about pushing a political agenda or turning out stories filled with so many cute figures of speech that they shine in the sun as if they were sprinkled with diamonds. Elegant (or at least clear) writing is nothing but a means of communicating the information you have gathered. To use a construction metaphor, fancy writing is a story’s trim and paint, while its organization — hopefully as a narrative with a beginning and end rather than that inverted pyramid crap many newspapers use to drive readers away — is its structure. And, of course, the information the story presents is the foundation on which everything else rests.

Note that if the base of the story — and therefore the base of the journalist’s job — is gathering information, there is no room for plagiarism or made-up nonsense. There is no room for regurgitating press releases or taking money from vendors or governments to slant a piece so it is favorable to them. It is only when a journalist starts thinking of his or her job as a “profession” and starts worrying about “professional advancement” that he or she cuts corners. I treat journalism as a responsibility instead of a career. Most newspapers and TV stations only hire professional, career jourmalists, so it’s no wonder that they occaisionally have problems with plagiarism and faked research.

Dialogue, not monologue

The most important recent evolution in the way news is delivered is the Internet’s ability to give reporters and editors instant feedback about their work. By allowing readers to share that feedback directly with other readers in the form of comments attached to each story, as we do on sites owned by my employer, OSTG, errors get spotted and corrected faster and more often than in any other mass-delivery news medium.

It is not easy to operate a news medium where your audience can — and does — notice and comment on every mistake you make, no matter how trivial. But after eight years of writing primarily on the Internet, I have gotten used to the idea that readers’ comments often contribute as much to a story as the reporters and editors who originally produced it. I have learned that most of my readers are at least as smart as I am, and that at least a few of them know more than I do about any particular topic. Once I understood this fact, it dawned on me that I shouldn’t get upset by their criticisms but should welcome them as valuable contributions.

This is why I shake my head when old-media reporters and editors stereotype Internet news operations as sloppy because we are not subject to the same level of editorial scrutiny and fact-checking as a “paper” publication. Those poor people haven’t figured out that a news Web site that encourages reader postings is subject to a much higher level of scrutiny than they are. We are forced to be more accurate than traditional media because we don’t have one or two editors commenting on each story, but thousands.

I once tried to participate in a Credibility Roundtable project sponsored by the Associated Press Managing Editors. The idea was to hold reader meetings, write down reader concerns (especially those about accuracy in our reporting), and report back to the project organizers about what we had found. I dropped out because the Web sites I work on are so full of reader feedback that holding meetings to ask readers what they wanted was pointless; they were already telling us what they wanted every day via email and postings on our sites.

For the newspaper people taking part in the Credibility Roundtables, listening to readers was a once-in-a-while thing. For those of us who work on the Internet and use it as the two-way medium it was intended to be, reader interaction is part of a day’s work. We are engaged in a dialogue, not a monologue. This is why our collective audience is growing while traditional media audiences are shrinking.

Blogs change nothing

Blogging is as hot-hot today as CB radio was for a while in the 1970s. Any minute now we can expect a movie called “Smokey and the Blog-dit.” I can see it now: Rebel blogger Leonardo Penn puts his mouse to the metal to deliver news of oppressed farmworkers out west to Washington D.C., where an eager Congress will instantly solve the problem once they find out about it. Penn is aided by goofy sidekick Murphy Sandler and temptress Gwyneth Kidman, but for a while it looks like Denzel Nicholson, an evil network sheriff, will keep their message from spreading through the blogosphere.

When that movie comes out, we’ll know that the “blogosphere” has run its course. There will still be personal blogs and blogs run by small special-interest groups. These ultra-niche blogs are replacing letters and printed newsletters — and deliver essentially the same content. No one expects these little blogs to accumulate large readerships or have any major influence on the world. The “blogosphere” that seems to worry old-line journalists is composed of blogs meant for the world at large, that at least theoretically tackle The Major Issues Of The Day in a manner once reserved for newspaper columnists and TV commentators.

The funny thing is, the people best qualified to produce issue-oriented blogs are the journalists who report on those issues professionally now. Some have figured this out, and some newspapers are starting to add reporters’ and editors’ blogs to their Web sites, but hardly any of these that I have seen allow readers to make comments directly attached to the original authors’ posts, which defeats the idea of the Internet as a two-way communications medium.

What makes a blog a blog, anyway?

You’re reading “my blog” right now, except it’s not a typical blog that contains many short entries or little blurbs that link to stories published elsewhere. Roblimo.com is where I dash off whatever *I* want to write whenever I feel like it. If you and four other people read this essay, that’s fine. If it catches thousands of eyes, that’s fine, too. The point is, most of the writing I do is under pressure of one sort or another. This site — this “blog” — is where I have no pressure. It is mine. It is personal. I can say whatever I want.

But why couldn’t I fill a blog with real reporting? Couldn’t I go to city council meetings, take notes, and publish reports of those meetings on a blog-format Web site?

Couldn’t I also go to other community events and meetings, take notes and pictures, and publish stories about those events on my site?

What if I added a calendar of community meetings and live performances?

What if several local merchants sponsored my blog, and I got other people to help write and edit it?

At what point would my site stop being a “blog” and become an “online newspaper” or “online magazine?”

Would that online publication become more legitimate if I made paper copies available monthly or weekly (perhaps for a fee to cover printing and postage) to people who don’t enjoy reading on a computer screen or don’t own computers?

What if I published — on paper — all comments readers added to stories on the Web site?
Would I be publishing a “paper blog?” Would it be a “newspaper” instead of a “blog” because I spent money to have it printed?

I have no solid answers to these questions. Neither does anyone else. The fun part of my job as a reporter and editor specializing in technology is watching things like “blogs” evolve. There is no way I would make up or plagiarize stories in this field. Aside from betraying my readers’ trust, that would be boring. We’re in territory where truth truly is stranger than fiction, and anyone who can’t get plenty of interesting true stories out of this little tech niche alone should get out of journalism and go into another line of work.

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