The Godless Hordes Descend Upon San Antonio. With a Billboard.

Image from: Godless Billboard on I-10 in San Antonio by San Antonio Coalition of Reason [Fair Use], via United Colaition of ReasonMy home town of San Antonio has a new billboard that’s sure to anger people who make it their business to always be angry. The billboard was placed by the San Antonio Coalition of Reason, part of the United Coalition of Reason:

“Don’t believe in God? Join the club.”

These words, superimposed over an image of a Texas sunrise, are now up on a 14 x 48 foot digital billboard located on the west side of I-10 at North Crossroads Blvd. The billboard is visible to traffic heading south, whether continuing on the Interstate just past I-410, taking the off ramp to the Wonderland of the Americas Mall or taking the on ramp south when leaving the mall.

The ad will remain up through the Memorial Day weekend, a span that includes Mother’s Day. It was placed by the San Antonio Coalition of Reason (San Antonio CoR) with $5,000 in funding from the United Coalition of Reason (UnitedCoR). The billboard campaign marks the public launch of San Antonio CoR, an alliance of six established non-theistic groups in Central Texas. The groups are Atheist Families of San Antonio, Freethinkers Association of Central Texas, Humanists of San Antonio, San Antonio Atheists Group, San Antonio Skeptics and Texas Hill Country Freethinkers.

The message seems to be simple, along the lines of “If you are not a person of faith in a supernatural being or beings, you are not doomed to ostracism and ridicule after all.” At least, that’s the message that someone who lives in as religious a city as San Antonio yet does not share that belief might get. Some billboards put up by atheist groups have been profoundly ill-advised and downright stupid, but this one seems rather muted. There is no exhortation to leave a particular faith, nor even encouragement to consider doing so per se. It just lets people know that they are not alone. Continue reading

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Living in a Blue Law Bubble

Unidentified white wine in glassWe went to Easter lunch today at my aunt & uncle’s house. As we were preparing for a drive to the land of my birth to commemorate the fact that we used to celebrate Easter, it occurred to us that we should bring something. It is, after all, customary to contribute something when you are a guest in someone’s home. After consulting with other family members, it became clear that we should keep it simple and just bring wine. Everyone likes the person who brings wine. It requires no effort, and who doesn’t like wine? (I don’t drink, but even I appreciate a visually-appealing wine bottle.)

Being the lazy fellow that I am, I waited until this morning to buy a bottle of wine. The big grocery store, H.E.B., was completely closed. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised by that. We went to the nearby Walgreens, grabbed a bottle of white (my aunt and uncle like white wine), and headed to the register. It was 10:30 a.m.

“Um, I don’t think I can sell this to you right now,” said the clearly sympathetic clerk.

Yes, in the secular bubble that is Austin, Texas, I had completely forgotten that Texas blue laws prohibit the sale of alcohol before noon on Sundays. The sale of distilled spirits of any kind is prohibited entirely in Texas on Sundays.

Because, as we all know, Texans like small government, and what better way to limit government’s pernicious influence over us than to allow it to dictate when we can and cannot buy booze? At least we know that no one will buy a box of wine, get drunk, and accidentally……do something that we, as a people, have a right to prevent people from doing when drunk on a Sunday morning. I’m sorry, I can’t even think of a sarcastic example of what this law might legitimately prohibit. It’s just that stupid.

The only reason these laws exist is to enforce some sort of religious standard that hasn’t existed in many communities for decades, if ever. Yet many of these laws apply statewide. Some Texas counties are “dry,” which often just means that you can’t buy alcohol unless you buy a “membership” to a restaurant. I’m not sure where that membership fee goes, although it would not surprise me if some part of it ended up in the county’s coffers. So the church-going folk get to pretend their community adheres to their own antiquated notion of morality, and the county (possibly) pockets a little extra change. Winners all around, right?

Except that it makes us all look like assholes.

Photo credit: ‘Unidentified white wine in glass’ by Basheer Tome (originally posted to Flickr as White Wine) [CC-BY-2.0], via Wikimedia Commons.

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At this point, let’s call it an invasion

Unwelcome guest

You are not welcome in my home

Seriously, what are these giant mosquito-looking bugs??? They are everywhere, not just in Austin, but apparently all over Texas. I can’t walk through my front door without a few coming in with me. They have turned my entire backyard into a breeding ground–if insects had their own pornography, my backyard is their Van Nuys.

A Google search for “giant mosquitoes in Austin” turned up nothing. I’m not even sure what to call them, since “giant mosquito-things” gets old after a while. According to Wikipedia, they might be crane flies, part of a very large family of insects that shares a suborder with mosquitoes.

Crane Fly Porn

If there is an equivalent sexual position for humans, I do not know what it is.

They are also quite fearless. Or just very stupid. As I sit at my desk trying to work, at least one lands on me every 20-30 minutes or so. I assume all the recent rain has brought them out in droves. I also know that they eat mosquito larvae. Or mosquitoes. Or something that we would prefer be eaten. In the winter absence of the bats, I welcome that. Just please, stay out of my house. And stop landing on my nose when I’m trying to go to sleep.

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SXSW just keeps on growing

n.a.s.a.-sxsw-2009-779328 by lullabyesFrom Omar Gallaga at Austin360, we learn of the explosive growth of South by Southwest Interactive. This year, there were 24,569 paid registrations, a 27% increase from last year’s total of 19,364.

In 2010, there were 14,251 paid registrations. In two years, that’s an increase of 10,318 people, or 72%. Assuming my math is correct, and it probably isn’t. Most of the pre-SXSW articles I read used the number 15,000 to describe how many attendees to expect. I have no idea if all 24,569 people actually showed up, but there were certainly many, many, many people there.

In case you are wondering, this is more people than the total population of Alvin (pop. 24,236) and San Benito (pop. 24,250), Texas; and slightly fewer than Paris (pop. 25,171) and Seguin (pop. 25,175).

We rule.

Photo credit: n.a.s.a.-sxsw-2009-779328 by lullabyes.

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SXSW Diary, Day Five

Travis County Courthouse

Nothing remotely related to SXSW was going on in the building today

I began the last day of the Interactive festival in just the way that anyone trying to leave their law career behind would like to begin it. By going to court.

I also had a rather inauspicious beginning to the day due to an unfortunate goof. Since I spent the weekend at a sleepover of sorts, I had not had an opportunity to “spring forward” with any of the clocks at home. When I got home last night, tired from a day of learning and growing as a person, the time change of the previous day was the farthest thing from my mind.

When my alarm clock went off at 7:00 a.m., affording me a whole two hours to wake up, shower, remember how to tie a tie, and get my butt to the courthouse, I did not realize it was actually 8:00 a.m. For once, I’m glad I have this compulsive need to wake up earlier than is strictly necessary. Rather than make it to the courthouse with around 30 minutes to spare. I arrived with around 3 extra minutes. The simple fact that I arrived on time should be cause for a damn parade, but I still don’t see any bunting.

Miraculously, I was in an out of court in record time, arriving at just short of 9:15 a.m. and adjourning just after 9:30. With the catastrophic traffic, I was parking near the Convention Center by about 10:15, and comically changing clothes in the car. Luckily, no one walked by to see the show.

Since I had just been reminded that I am a lawyer…

I got in just in time for a CLE presentation, which I decided I should attend because hey! CLE credit!

I went to two CLE sessions, which I will delve into on my law blog:

The Sweetness plays the Samsung Bloggers' LoungeBack to the Lounge!!!

I could tell I was burning out on panels, almost for good, as I fled the CLE room ahead of a panel on something like “Maximizing Revenues from Film.” You would think I could want to hear that, but I felt like just talking to people.

Once again, the bloggers’ lounge proved to be a great place to get free food and meet people. I met a fellow legal ghost-blogger. An interesting band called the Sweetness played, and then they kicked us out at 4:00 p.m., a couple hours earlier than on previous days.

SXSW NSFW

To cap off the conference, I headed with a friend to a session at the Sheraton Hotel. Thus involved a rather comical search for a Car2Go and a ponderous drive through absurd amounts of traffic. Our destination? A session titled “This Talk Is NSFW: Nudity and Online Journalism.” Thanks to traffic, we missed the first half, and I’m not sure I ever quite picked up the thread of the discussion.

As we walked in, the speaker, Keith Plocek, the Director of Web Content and Traffic at Village Voice Media, was showing slides of people in various states of undress and asking people to vote on whether they thought the image was “NSFW.” The issue was when a newspaper or other news source should tag an article or picture as NSFW. The general rule relates to context, but it can also be quite political. Whether or not to tag a picture, he said, largely depends on who is being sexy in the picture. Pictures that seem “gay” are much more likely to get tagged. Using the NSFW tag is a great way to get traffic, but it will get you angry comments if it’s too tame. You don’t want to deceive your readers about this issue, silly as it may seem, because that erodes your overall credibility.

He also talked about the importance of “covering” events as opposed to “pandering.” “Pandering” would be putting a naked woman somewhere and taking pictures, as opposed to covering a porn convention already in progress. He showed photos of the World Naked Bike Ride in Los Angeles from a few years ago. He said the page got about 800,000 views when they posted it, and then it leveled off. The page got even more hits the following year, in anticipation of the next ride, and now it’s up to about 2.5 million hits. Obviously, the NSFW tag gets attention.

They have to make some editorial decisions about what to cover, though, so they don’t over-use the tag. For example, they cannot cover every burlesque event in the city.

One question from the audience was about violent content. The NSFW can be used for violent content as well as sexual content. Apparently there is another tag, NSFL (“not safe for life” or “not safe for lunch”), used for particularly disturbing violent content. People tend to have certain expectations when they click on a link tagged “NSFW,” i.e. boobs. Don’t show them something really gross if they are expecting boobs.

And that’s all she wrote…

I wanted to go to the party thrown by the Electronic Frontier Foundation, but by the time I got home, I knew that is where I’d be staying.

Tomorrow, I catch up on work.

Thursday, music…

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SXSW Diary, Day Two

Today began with great anticipation and mild disappointment, with a bit of admiration of the inherent goodness of humanity thrown into the mix. Upon my arrival at the Convention Center this morning, I had hoped to attend “A Conversation with Joss Whedon” (#SXjosswhedon on Twitter), featuring the man himself. If you are unfamiliar with Joss Whedon, I first have to wonder how you even found this blog and why you’ve read this far. Joss Whedon is responsible for making “shiny” a culturally-relevant adjective. He brought us the long-running television classic (in some circles) “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” and the ahead-of-its-time science fiction western “Firefly.” He has perhaps the most devoted fan base in all of American entertainment, so I was quite excited.

Everything at SXSW involves waiting in lineBut I got there too late.

Not actually late, mind you. His talk began at 11:00 a.m., and I arrived at the Convention Center at around 10:20 a.m. I stopped to buy coffee, which might have been my big mistake. By the time I made it to the fourth floor, where he would be talking in the imposingly-titled Room 18abcd, the line snaked back around on itself. At around 10:50, a SXSW volunteer inserted himself into the line, about forty people ahead of me, and announced that everyone standing behind him wasn’t going to get in.

So, like Malcolm Reynolds at Serenity Valley (seriously, you need to watch “Firefly”), I withdrew from the line and took a seat along the wall. A volunteer then informed us that a live feed of the talk would be available at a “hearable” volume. 11:00 arrived, and something remarkable happened. The throngs of people denied the opportunity to see Joss Whedon in the flesh sat down on the floor to watch the video screen, allowing everyone there a relatively unimpeded view.

Joss Whedon

Joss Whedon speaks! (via live feed)I tweeted a bit of what was discussed. As is common with filmmaker conversations at conferences, it was mostly thoughts on film, the creative process, and maddeningly vague hints and references to current and future projects.

He mostly talked about “Cabin in the Woods,” a recent horror-esque project, with a bit of commentary on “The Avengers.” Of course, the question of when “Firefly” will be coming back was raised, to which Joss said he’s waiting for a call from a network and he is “not ruling it out.” I tweeted some of my favorite bits from his talk, which I now attempt to reproduce here:

  • “My favorite thing is going into a movie not knowing what to expect.”
  • He spoke very highly of Danny Boyle’s “Sunshine,” which is a good way to endear oneself to me.
  • Of the “Evil Dead” films, he believes part 1 is “the real classic,” because it established the various tropes of the genre. Bold words, sir.
  • He often prefers working with a lower budget. Budget restrictions, he says, make it easier for “things to feel lived in.”
  • The genre of torture porn is not really horror, because it mostly consists of people the audience hates getting killed in inventive ways for about 90 minutes. In other words, it’s not actually scary.
  • Numerous studio executives asked him if “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” was a working title. The network apparently wanted to change it to “Slayer” for years. I guess, had that happened, “Buffy” could have joined “and a Pizza Place.”
  • “I dislike revision, and I’ll tell you why. It’s more work.”
  • The first question from the audience was simply a request for a high-five. Joss gave the guy one. It was awesome.
  • Best question from the audience: “Why do the networks keep fucking with you?”
  • Joss’ answer to the best question, in brief: Networks have their own agenda and a business model to follow. Great content, by itself, will not sway them.
  • “Dollhouse” was about sex on a fundamental level (duh.) The network apparently asked him to take out the sex and replace it with shooting.

That was pretty much it. Then they quickly cleared people off of the hallway floor so that the multitudes of people coming out of the presentation room wouldn’t trample them.

Weather

Are You New to Texas?It’s cold and rainy and generally nasty. I only mention that so I have an excuse to use this Willy Wonka meme picture.

Remixes

I wandered a bit and came back to the same room (after concluding it would take too long to stand in line for coffee or food) for a talk called “Everything is a Remix, so Steal Like an Artist” (#SXREMIX on Twitter) with Austin Kleon and Kirby Ferguson. I had not heard of either of these guys before, but the subject sounded interesting, and it was.

They said that their goal for the presentation was to “demystify creativity.” Kirby says that “all artists spend their formative years doing derivative work.” After copying for some time, we create art through transformation. Edison, as but one example, didn’t invent the light bulb. He improved on it & made it commercially viable.

They outlined the three basic elements of creativity: Copy, transform, combine.

If you only “combine” things, then you are not really putting your own voice into it. Kirby compares what that process creates to Frankenstein’s monster.

In a video presentation on influences in “Star Wars,” Kirby showed the influence of Joseph Campbell, Kurosawa, “The Searchers,” World War II films, and more.

“Creativity is not magic, Kirby says. Does it ruin “Star Wars” to see how much material George Lucas “stole?” In a sense, it may not make “Star Wars” itself more interesting, but it turns the film into a film history lesson.

“Nothing is completely original” – this just means we need to redefine “original.” “Original” could mean “new & exciting” as opposed to “unprecedented.”

“Halo effect” – people want to make something wholly new, but they shouldn’t have to. This could be viewed as empowering. Don’t worry too much about being derivative, just create.

Mythical idea of the “lone genius”: Film is a collaboration requiring collaboration. Terry Gilliam calls himself a filter for the ideas. God used to get all the credit for creativity. The Romantics (Lord Byron, et al) changed it to themselves alone, & we still have that idea. The lone genius idea tends to excuse bad behavior and frequently destroys young talent. It is more important, Austin said, to be a good human being than a good artist (Kirby sort of disagreed).

Most of us have no problem with copying as long as we’re the ones doing it.

On the difference between a “remix” and a “ripoff”: Remixes acknowledge the source material. Ripoffs pretend to be original. Austin says plagiarism and forgery are two sides of the same coin.

A final quote from Austin: “Imitation is only flattery if it’s any good.”

A Blogging Interlude

I had a bit of free time, so I headed back over to the Samsung Bloggers’ Lounge, where they unfortunately did not have any free food or coffee. Still, it offered a good, albeit crowded, place to sit down and write for a little while. It’s also a good place to strike up conversations with random people. Let me throw a little SEO love to the people I met today: there was a Chicago marketing consultant (Lon Taylor), a Los Angeles online live chat service provider (Ben Congleton), and a Houston mobile technology provider (the awesomely-named Paul Steel). I also finally got to meet Jen Wojcik in person. That was awesome. I forgot to mention that yesterday I finally met The Q in person too! It’s great to actually meet the Tweeters you follow.

Story Wars

Next up was “Winning the Story Wars” (@SXstorywars on Twitter), a reading by Jonah Sachs from his forthcoming book of the same name. It was very marketing-oriented, but offered some excellent pointers for storytelling in general, I think.

He first talked about how we began telling stories through oral tradition. This eventually led to the Broadcast Era, which in turn led to the “Digitoral” Era (don’t you just love marketing neologisms?)

There was discussion of Joseph Campbell, the second time I’d heard about him today! The ingredients of myth are explanation, meaning, story, and ritual. Religion, science, & entertainment can’t offer all four at the same time, but marketing can. (At this point I was a bit skeptical, but keep reading). He gave the example of the Marlboro Man: the Marlboro Man made it okay for men to smoke filtered cigarettes, which was an issue back in the day, and then became a major cultural icon. In other words, the myth and storytelling is not always a good thing for society, but I digress.

He then talked about the model of “freaks, cheats, and familiars,” and this was pretty interesting. People, by which he meant the human race, have existed in our current biological state for at least 70,000 years. Understanding how people thought 70,000 years ago, when times were presumably less complicated, helps us understand how people think today. Back then, people lived in small tribes, and they evolved to react to unfamiliar people, viewing them as either a threat or an opportunity. “Freaks” in a story grab people’s attention and draw them in.

Next, he addressed the “problem of altruism”: people have to both compete and cooperate to survive. Stories of “cheats” uphold cultural norms, because people want to see them punished. “Cheats” could also be used in a story to defy a cultural norm we hate.

As for “familiars,” stories are told in “tribes” that the marketer can’t control, so the story is encoded in a language or setting the audience will accept. This is sort of like the “everyman” character.

Then he read a story about Robert Oppenheimer and the Trinity test, which was interesting. That’s all I have in my notes.

A Carlin Home Companion

Kelly Carlin in "A Carlin Home Companion"I stuck around in the same room because I was intrigued by the next presentation. Kelly Carlin, daughter of George Carlin, presented a one-woman show about her father, “A Carlin Home Companion” (#SXcarlin on Twitter). It was amazing. George Carlin, in my humble opinion, was and remains one of the greatest comics of our era, and he was simply a great wit and intellect to boot. She tells a deeply personal and moving story of growing up in his home, watching the course of his career, from standard “Tonight Show” comic, to countercultural icon, to drug addict, to stand-up hero, and more. It is too personal a story for me to possibly do it justice as a summary here. I’ll leave it at a paraphrase of how she ended the show, saying of her father:

He had to give up who he thought he was supposed to be to become who he was meant to be.

Photo credits: ‘Madness!’ by imtheq on instagram; ‘Everything at SXSW involves waiting in line’, ‘Joss Whedon speaks! (via live feed)’, and ‘Kelly Carlin in “A Carlin Home Companion”‘ by wondermutt, on Flickr; Willy Wonka meme obtained here.

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SXSWi Diary, Day One

SXSWi registration lineSome thoughts on my first day of SXSW Interactive (or SXSWi, as the cool kids say).

This is an overwhelming clusterfuck of humanity. I’ve never ridden on an escalator so jammed with people that a second’s hesitation by one person in getting off at the bottom could almost cause a rather catastrophic dogpile. Fortunately, you might have noticed I said “almost.” I doubt whoever it was even realized the extent of the chaos they almost caused.

I should probably note at this point, in case you’re looking at the photos (not stock photos, I might add) that if you plan on uploading pictures from your mobile phone to Flickr and have them come out looking right, you need to hold your phone sideways when taking the picture. There’s nothing you can do to fix that once it’s online, short of downloading it, rotating it in a program like Paint Shop, and uploading it again. Here endeth the lesson.

SXSWi registration lineRegistration was, I thought at the time, a long and difficult process of waiting in line. In all, I must have spent half an hour in that line! I would later realize that arriving at the Convention Center at 8:30 a.m. was wise (thank you, girlfriend with an actual day job, for the ride!) for the line stretched all the way around the Convention Center by mid-day, and it seemed to only grow longer. I suspect people were getting their badges for all the festivals (film, music, etc.) and not just Interactive. Should you ever find yourself in attendance here, I highly recommend not sleeping late the first day.

Having obtained my badge by 9:30 a.m., I noticed that panels did not start until 2:00 p.m. Actualy, I already knew that, but it sounds more dramatic this way. I spent a bit of time trying to do actual work, to no avail, wandered a bit, soaked in the all-encompassing hugeness of the event, and then mooched free food off the aforementioned girlfriend.

By around 1:00, it was time to make a decision. I opted to brave the elements and make my way from the Convention Center to the Driskill Hotel, a hike of only a few blocks, but one involving a steady spray of nature’s ball sweat from the sky. The presentation at the Driskill was the intriguingly-titled “Sex on the Web: The Sabotage of Relationships?” (#SXWebSex on Twitter). It was originally going to be a solo presentation by someone who was probably going to take a staunchly anti-porn position. The substitute presenters, Julie Gillis, Mia Martina, Rosie Q, and Sadie Smythe, all of whom are producers of the local stage show “Bedpost Confessions,” assured us they were not anti-porn.

I actually took notes at this panel, something I do not do often. The overall theme was the effect that the easy availability of sex-type stuff on the internet has on relationships. It goes beyond just surreptitious porn watching. The internet is full of erotic blogs, chat rooms, and so on. They brought up quite a few points that merit far greater discussion in society. This is paraphrased from my notes. If I know for a fact I am quoting someone directly, I used quotes. Everything else is ased off my recollection of what was said:

  • The internet has allowed people to discover kinks they didn’t know they had.
  • It also allows isolated people to find others like them (e.g. gay teenagers)
  • The decrease in marriage rates over the past few decades, along with the rise in cohabitation, might compel people to start talking to each other about what they really want in their relationship (lack of communication being one of the greatest problems in relationships).
  • As many as 3/4 of divorces cite Facebook in some way. Lack of communication beforehand is what really caused the divorce, most likely. The internet is a symptom of lack of connection in your real life.
  • The internet lets us discover new parts of ourselves, and we may find we want different things. Divorce doesn’t mean a marriage failed, just that people change.
  • “Our web history is the new porn stash.”
  • More straight people need to “come out” as allies to LGBTQ people, and as sex-positives.
  • Raise the stakes on talking about sex (treat it with respect) and lower the stakes at the same time.

Someone asked a question about Ashley Madison, the affair-based dating site. Rosie Q stressed that “none of us are pro-cheating; we’re pro-communication.” They noted that a site like that could be an example of how the web could be destructive to relationships. It gives people a save haven to get laid, but not to communicate in their marriages. Also, they asked rather rhetorically, what does it really mean to “save” a marriage?

Samsung Bloggers' LoungeI braved the elements to return to the Convention Center, and decided to check out the Samsung Bloggers’ Lounge. Lots of tables, but not much in the way of real “lounging.” Which was a shame, because I was tired, dammit. The major high point of that part of the day was the announcement, with a remarkable amount of fanfare, of the impending release of “Angry Birds: Space” from whomever makes “Angry Birds.” I had the choice between waiting in a line for a free Angry Birds t-shirt or sitting and finishing my blog post on Leslie Cochran. I’m sure the t-shirt I could have gotten will make someone else very happy.

Weapons of Mouse DestructionFor the last panel of the day, I went to “Iranian Outlaws: Satire vs. Censorship” (#SXOutlaws on Twitter). This was by an Iranian filmmaker who uses humor to fight the regime. His show is called “Parazit,” and it has been compared to “The Daily Show,” I hear. They use pictures sent in by Iranian kids and Photoshop them to make them funny. I missed a lot of the presentation, in part because I was late and in additional part because I was really freaking tired by then. He says that traffic dies out in Tehran on Fridays when their show is on. They became so popular that the Iranian government sent commandos to rooftops via helicopter to smash satellite dishes (he showed us pictures). They’ve developed a bigger project that looks pretty phenomenal, called Weapons of Mouse Destruction. There was apparently also a t-shirt involved in this presentation.

At this point, it was 6:00 p.m., and I had been downtown for almost 10 hours. But it was only two hours until TechKaraoke! I have been singularly unexcited about most nighttime SXSW activities, except this one. I just needed to kill some time.

I attempted to go to some tech-lawyer-themed party that ran from 5 to 7. After walking 6 blocks in frogod drizzle, I arrived at the bar at 6:30 to learn that, rather than ending in 30 minutes, the event ended 30 minutes earlier. I did not receive that memo.

And that is how I came to be standing in a doorway on 6th Street to shelter myself from the rain while eating a bratwurst.

Some random chick singing Whitesnake at TechKaraokeBut my tale does not end there. Finding myself momentarily without shelter or much of anything to do, I opted to show up to the bar hosting TechKaraoke early. They were busy. So I continued down the street. The good people of El Sol y la Luna were kind enough to take me in, let me sit at the bar, type most of this blog post, and sell me food at full price. I salute your Tex-Mex awesomeness.

After that, I went to TechKaraoke. After listening to two songs, I realized I was very tired and my back hurt from carrying a backpack around all day, so I went home. See all you geeks and hipsters tomorrow.

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Austin gets less weird

Leslie.austinThose who have spent any amount of time in Austin have probably heard of Leslie. An Austin institution, he may be the only homeless transvestite to finish second in a mayoral election for a major American city. If I recall correctly, he received 8% of the vote in 2000, losing to incumbent mayor Kirk Watson. There were two other candidates that year, but I don’t remember much about them.

When Cochran ran for mayor in 2000, incumbent Kirk Watson expressed concern about the match-up: “My fear is that this will not be an issue-oriented campaign but (about) who has the best legs, and then I know I’m a dead man,” Watson said.

Leslie passed away yesterday. He had been ill for a while, but kept hanging on. It seemed difficult to imagine an Austin without Leslie in it.

Leslie Cochran — the city’s flesh-flashing, cross-dressing, attention-loving, frequently homeless mascot, unofficial ambassador and sometimes mayoral candidate — died about 12:30 a.m. at Christopher House, an inpatient hospice, his sister Alice Masterson said. He was 60.

Of course, there was a parade in his honor last night. I didn’t hear about it until afterwards. I’m ensconced in SXSW stuff, but I still can’t shake off the feeling that my city is a bit too….normal today.

Usually dressed in ankle-snapping ladies’ heels and a thong, Cochran was a fixture in Austin, particularly downtown, the Sixth St. entertainment district and South Austin. He became known around the world as a key example of the city’s populace embracing and celebrating its freaks. Albert Leslie Cochran eventually ascended to the highest rank of celebrity, joining the few known by one name only.

In a city that prides itself on uniqueness, there was perhaps no better icon of uniqueness than Leslie. He could often be seen riding a bike on South Congress Avenue in fishnets, heels, and a thong (and nothing else). He was pretty weird, which I guess was the whole idea, but everyone loved him in their own way.

Friends describe him as funny, intelligent and charming. They also describe him as an alcoholic, stubborn and unreliable. And since a 2009 head injury, he had been in decline.

I recall how, several years ago, some rich guy in Westlake asked Leslie to house-sit for him for a few weeks while he was out of town. The word on the srtreet afterwards was that the IRS was trying to collect tax from Leslie on the value of his time spent in the big, fancy house, the food and other sundries he got to use, etc., I assume under the theory that it constituted “payment” for house-sitting services. I don’t know how the situation was resolved, but it only added to Leslie’s legend.

Mayor Lee Leffingwell was expected to proclaim Thursday and every March 8 forward Leslie Day in Austin.

This morning, 101X played an interview they did with Leslie in 2008. I suspect that more than a few people just assumed he was “crazy.” The interview certainly presented him as well-spoken and even eloquent, if quite weird. He had one hell of an unusual life, and he did more than his fair share to make this city weird. I see other unusual characters on the side of the road–the guy who stands on the side of Red River just south of 45th Street all day blowing bubbles comes to mind–but we’ll never replace Leslie. Why the hell would we want to?

Photo credit: By Johannamcshan (Johanna McShan Photography) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0) or GFDL (www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html)], via Wikimedia Commons

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SXSW begins with sort of a whimper, for me anyway

My first exciting epiphany at my first SXSWi?

Google Docs does not work very well on an iPad. Who knew?

I guess this means I will have to give up on getting any actual work done. Instead, I shall talk to people. I suppose that could be a productive use of my time :p

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