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I know that Field readers tune-in for solid analysis, but for anyone interested in the thoughts of a Denver resident that is active in the campaign, I've decided to share some personal notes from the Sunday kick off. I did some quick editing to make it a "post," but it still reflects my journal fairly well.
I started my day with some canvasing here in Denver. The general consensus from the folks that we talked with was what I'd call "worried excitement." Some people voiced concerns that their work would be disrupted-- "I'm worried about getting to work," was a frequent refrain-- but mostly, Denverites are most worried that our DNC visitors won't understand what a wonderful, vibrant city this is. In many ways it's viewed as Denver's Cotillion. To be sure, there are still plenty of natives that lament that our mythical "Cow town" days are over, but most of us have embraced a modest ambition to assert ourselves as a center of the new West.
I was late to the garden party, but it was worth the cab fare. Thanks to our host: I look forward to seeing you around. The fundraiser may well be the most stress free and thoroughly enjoyable event of the week. For those watching from afar, I promise that we've got a great group out here. I was particularly struck by the diversity of talents and interests gathered in one place. The conversation wasn't the sort of "I know more than you do" debate that I often hear, but, rather, it was a fun exchange of ideas. I was really gratified to hear Al reinforce that, while we are all focused on the election right now, he has a vision for the Field Hands that goes far beyond November.
I'm excited and inspired by the commitment to community organizing that I see in the Field Hands: This is my first time doing (almost) full time organizing for a campaign-- school board, city council, and CD elections are much more my style. But in some ways I feel that working for Obama in my neighborhood has been the ultimate boot camp for finding my passion. I've done lots of those "Wellstone Action" type of trainings over the years, (and, by the way, they are invaluable), and I have always been a pretty active guy in the communities that I've called home. Before I started working toward an obama presidency, I really viewed national politics as both distant and unfulfilling; It is only in the last eight months that I have understood just how portable and important the basic skills are.
Now I've been thrust into a position where my team is trying to mobilize tens of thousands of people. No bullshit: I'm frightened on so many levels that the anxiety wakes me up at night. And yet, having previously only helped run local elections, I'm drawing from the same skill set.
I keep waiting for a coronation pronouncing me "an organizer." 'Ya know that quote that says something like, "everything I need to know I learned in kindergarten"? The first day that I screwed things up and moved ahead was my coronation. May it happen to you. The skills develop regularly after that frightening moment. So. Anyone who has been spending time volunteering for the Senator is getting a very good primer on, well, Change. If you are not getting involved, don't think that you need to start small. Jump in, fail, and you'll be better for it. I guess what I'm getting at is this: Everyone has their niche; now is the time to tinker around and find yours. I know that a presidential election is serious stuff, but dive in anyway. I would have called BS if someone told me that in '04, but it's a great place to learn.
Back to the recap:
Folks were having a good time and so the garden party ended a bit later than anticipated. Janey and I got some technical coordinating done to ensure that she can report from the Big Tent. I gave her a small arsenal of open source software on an old laptop. Thankfully, she's an experienced writer and a quick study.
After finishing the crash course in technology, We met up with Erin for a late dinner. Erin is a Field Hand and, as it turns out, an excellent reporter for the CO Independent. Definitely worth reading if you are interested in the law enforcement aspect of the DNC. I was slightly embarrassed that, at the garden party, I had no clue who she was. Turns out, I'm quite familiar with her reporting. In fact, I've been reading her articles for quite some time! (A bit of advice: If you don't always pay attention to bylines, google is your friend.)
Among the media and the locals, concerns do remain about the protests, and, predictably, the police presence is incredible: During dinner downtown my seat gave me a good view of the 16th st. pedestrian mall. The conversation was great, but I couldn't help but indulge in a little "count the cops" game. The largest "posse" of officers that strolled past our restaurant in a single group was thirteen!
Now, I've been pushing the police to get out of their cars and walk "the beat" in my neighborhood for a long time; developing a mutual trust between law enforcement and the community has been a problem here. But maybe they took my advice a bit too literally!
I ended the evening at the Young Dems welcome party. It was interesting, but unsurprising.
My focus is on the youth vote at the moment, and there is lots of good news to report.
That said, I'm going to bitch a bit here.
There was enough dance music to make me feel like I was attending a frat party in 2001. Lots of folks showing off their credentials, (strictly a fashion accessory at an event open to the public), and some good old fashion posturing. Sadly, I didn't run into any of my hard-working organizing team, (they would have benefited from letting loose), but I got to chat with a few young dems over a $5 bottled Budweiser. Oddly, I was asked what college I attended an incredible number of times. Now, I'm not in the position to throw stones on the issue, but I'm starting to believe the whole "elitism" meme. Most folks were quick to point out their Ivy League or, (somewhat apologetically, "Little Ivy"), pedigrees. I can't help wanting to ask, "so that's what you've done. What are you doing?"
I know I'm being a bit judgmental on this one, and folks at the event are my comrades in electing a great guy to the highest office in the country. And I really want to emphasize that I love all the hard working, hard charging "elites" that I work with on this campaign. In fact, I'm humbled by their commitment and work ethic! However, the atmosphere was strikingly familiar to my time back east. So it was an odd event, and I'd be lying if I wasn't a bit jealous of all the shiny credentials that I saw, but the khakis, blazers, and bar tabs full of mixed drinks allowed me to viscerally understand the line of attack used so often by folks on the Right. I learned something embarrassing: I love what I'm doing, but I still, somehow, am jealous of all of my friends and acquaintances that went into investment banking that bought their way into the convention.
Anyway:
I'm looking forward to tomorrow's events. I'm leaving the real journalism to the journalists for tonight. I just thought I'd start my first of many "blitz" reports with some personal reflection. Expect more substantive posts on caucuses and other events later in the week.
DaveW



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