When levels of disappointment, indignation and negativity rise on the LO Deck, especially around that third rail of local political actions, intentions and relations, I question, in light of the mission, the value and effect these disembodied communications have on community good will.
Let us review once again, “The mission of the Lakewood Observer is to attract, articulate, and amplify civic intelligence and community good will in the city of Lakewood and beyond.â€Â
I won’t presume to tell anyone how to feel about what anybody says or does. However, I don’t feel especially good about the interpersonal effects of the LO project, when individual and network are so seamlessly conflated as when Mr. O’Bryan remarks to Mr. Carroll:
“However while I do not believe your disappointment lies with me, but the LO network which you are part of, I will accept full responsibility for that or anything with the LO Project.â€Â
I, too, am part of the LO network. From time to time, I contribute words to this medium so productive of animosity, disappointment and misunderstanding.
I must strongly resist Mr. O’Bryan’s Whitmanic embrace of the Lakewood multitude, his conflated effort to contain us in Mr. Carroll’s disappointment in him.
Deliberate over whether or not remarks or actions lacked truth or virtue; but speak only for yourself.
Measure only yourself in the respect you bring to the words another supplies for unpacking in psycho-poetic drama of the LO Deck.
Now, I read and enjoy Tim Carroll’s blog – “Carroll's Place - Give opinions on whatever I feel like, mostly local politics.â€Â
See:
http://carrollforlakewood.blogspot.com/
I don’t believe Mr. Carroll intended any particular insult to Ms. Koenigsmark in his statement. Having read his blog consistently, I take him at his word. Although local politics demands thick skin and sometimes goes against the convivial grain of relationships, I would not presume to convince Mr. Koeningmark to make nothing of it. That’s his call.
The LO Deck is a civic feedback mechanism that, for all the agonies and games of gotcha, can help us adjust our beliefs, communications, ideas, politics, personalities and positions.
When these friction points flare, especially among people with whom I share a neighborly bond of affection, I am inclined to remain silent.
However, after I read Mr. Carroll’s blog entry – “Wrong Direction†– concerning this flare-up, I felt compelled to respond. I respond here, simply because as a matter of civics, personal policy and time management this is the only blog to which I am committed.
Mr. Carroll notes in his post:
“I certainly wished they had made their comments on this site, since this is where it all began. Instead they went on the Observation Deck, suffice it to say I feel that I have answered the call there and won't be making anymore comments there, but I will bring them back to this site.â€Â
I am responding here, because I respect Mr. Carroll (as I do Mr. and Mrs. Koenigsmark) and wish for him to feel his engagement with the LO Deck can generate a meaningful sense that he can flourish as a neighbor while communicating in this community. At the same time, I am raising for all of us larger questions about rules of engagement, modes of communication and interpersonal squabbles that drive people to communicate off the LO grid.
In reading Owen Flanigan’s The Really Hard Problem: Meaning in a Material World, I noticed that he uses the term “The Psycho-Poetics of Experience†in a way that connects with my sense of living in the time of the LO project and contributing to its community drama.
He writes: “Living is a psycho-poetic performance, a drama that is our own, but that is made possible by our individual intersection, and that of our fellow performers, with the relevant Space of Meaning†(14).
He notes further: ‘Psycho-poetics refers to creative ways persons attempt to make meaning and sense of things and thereby to live well. A person who lives well, in a way that makes sense and is meaningful, is what the Greeks called ‘eudaimon’ – literally, “happily blessed.†Eudaimonia is flourishing†(16).
May we all find ‘eudaimon’ in our communications and experience of community wherever that might be.
Kenneth Warren