{"id":2570,"date":"2004-09-13T23:20:25","date_gmt":"2004-09-14T03:20:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/dbnews\/2004\/09\/13\/all-politics-are-local\/"},"modified":"2004-09-13T23:20:25","modified_gmt":"2004-09-14T03:20:25","slug":"all-politics-are-local","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/2004\/09\/13\/all-politics-are-local\/","title":{"rendered":"All Politics Are Local"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a3814'><\/a><\/p>\n<table width=\"537\" border=\"0\">\n<tr>\n<td height=\"1753\">\n<p><font color=\"#990033\" size=\"+2\"><strong>But Some Are More Local Than Others<\/strong><\/font><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/dowbrigade\/\nlinnesine.jpg\" width=\"537\" height=\"62\">We<br \/>\n        recently returned from a visit to the Great State of Maine, an idiosyncratic<br \/>\n        bastion of individualism and self-reliance wedged onto the<br \/>\n        northeastern-most corner of the United States like a vestigial green<br \/>\n        thumb.<\/p>\n<p>While there, we had the pleasure of attending a micro-political event<br \/>\n        hosted by the Dowbrigade&#8217;s Mom, with whom we were staying. It was an<br \/>\n        organizer\/fundraiser for<a href=\"http:\/\/www.mainesenate.org\/damon\/\"> Dennis<br \/>\n        Damon<\/a> (and there&#8217;s a name straight from<br \/>\n        the Great American Novel), an incumbent candidate for the Maine State<br \/>\n        Senate.<\/p>\n<p>About a dozen supporters were expected to the comfortable arrangement<br \/>\n        of rectangular solids our stepfather the architect (who designed and<br \/>\n        lives in it with our Mom) calls the &quot;Amtrack House&quot; due to it&#8217;s resemblance<br \/>\n        to a train wreck, when seen from the street. Outside the remnants of<br \/>\n        Hurricane Charlie were whipping the tops of the tall white pines around<br \/>\n        the house across the sky, like rain-soaked brushes in the hand of a spastic<br \/>\n        impressionist.<\/p>\n<p>The district Damon currently represents contains about 36,000 adult<br \/>\n        Mainers, about half of whom usually vote. We call this micro-politics<br \/>\n        because it is an election in which a thousand votes one way or the other<br \/>\n        will probably decide the outcome. A race in which the candidates could<br \/>\n        conceivable identify those thousand voters and personally talk to every<br \/>\n        one.<\/p>\n<p>Of course, the last Presidential election was ultimately decided by<br \/>\n        less than a thousand votes, and now the entire world is facing the consequences.<br \/>\n        Local politics can have global repercussions.<\/p>\n<p>The table in Mom&#8217;s dining room was awash in hors d&#8217;overs,<br \/>\n        the identifying spoor of cultural cliques across America. In<br \/>\n        this case, Norwegian wheat crackers with cream cheese and smoked salmon,<br \/>\n        clever<br \/>\n        little pastry<br \/>\n        triangles with some scrumptious pureed spinach filling, mini Quiche<br \/>\n        Lorraine the size of peanut butter cups. Also on the table were four<br \/>\n        or five bottles<br \/>\n        of red and white, including the bottle of Australian Long Flat Red we<br \/>\n        had picked up the day before at the Wine and Cheese Cask on our way out of town.<\/p>\n<p>The crowd was well-heeled and sophisticated, typical of the successful<br \/>\n        professionals &quot;from away&quot;, who at some point in their lives fall in love<br \/>\n        with Maine and move there, as the Dowbrigade&#8217;s Mom had done, about 18<br \/>\n        years ago. Of course, Mainers are famously insular and a twenty-year<br \/>\n        resident is barely distinguishable in their eyes from the outsiders who<br \/>\n        flood up the coast for a few weeks of vacation time every summer.<\/p>\n<p>While lifelong Downeastern Mainers are still in the majority, and account<br \/>\n        for the preponderantly Republican landscape of local and state politics,<br \/>\n        folks from away are a sizable enough minority that they are a factor<br \/>\n        to be reckoned with in elections, and are partly responsible for a small<br \/>\n        number of Democrats to arrive in the state house in Agusta. Like tonight&#8217;s<br \/>\n        guest of honor, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mainesenate.org\/damon\/\">Dennis Damon<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/dowbrigade\/\ndamonsine.jpg\" width=\"226\" height=\"150\" align=\"left\">Damon is not even remotely from away.&nbsp; From his story and his accent,<br \/>\n        it sounds like he has never set foot outside of the state. At 55 he talks<br \/>\n        proudly of having had four professions, but first and foremost<br \/>\n        he strikes<br \/>\n        us<br \/>\n        as<br \/>\n        a Maine<br \/>\n        fisherman. As he explained, his father was a fisherman, as was<br \/>\n        <em>his<\/em> father, and his father before him.<\/p>\n<p>Dennis comes from a very different background than the people he was<br \/>\n        talking to, who were also 10 or 20&nbsp; his senior. Yet he looks comfortable,<br \/>\n        and settles into a relaxed rhythm as he speaks. Of course, he is a politician<br \/>\n        talking to constituents about himself, a subject we can assume he knows<br \/>\n        well.<\/p>\n<p>After graduating from high school he continued working as a fisherman,<br \/>\n        together with his father and brothers, until his father let drop that<br \/>\n        he had always<br \/>\n        hoped<br \/>\n        one of his children would go on to college. So he did, and became a teacher<br \/>\n        and coach. Like many teachers his entree to politics was through the<br \/>\n        teacher&#8217;s union.<\/p>\n<p>After an additional career as a businessman, he was approached by the<br \/>\n        decidedly underdog Democratic establishment and asked if he was interested<br \/>\n        in running for Commissioner of Handcock County. He was, and much to the<br \/>\n      surprise of all concerned, he won. <\/p>\n<p>After two terms he decided to run for the State Senate, and he won again.&nbsp; He<br \/>\n      seems to win because he exudes an earnest sincerity and because he works<br \/>\n        hard (one of only 6 legislators with 100% voting records). He seemed<br \/>\n        to be honestly interested in the concerns of the guests at tonight&#8217;s<br \/>\n        meeting: property taxes, Maine&#8217;s implementation of No Child Left Behind,<br \/>\n        road conditions,<br \/>\n        term limitations.<\/p>\n<p>This time, however, Damon has some serious competition, as Republicans<br \/>\n      have given the nod to a wealthy local businessman, used car mart<br \/>\n        owner John Linnehan, who has a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.linnehanforstatesenate.com\/\">slick<br \/>\n        web site<\/a> touting his business acumen<br \/>\n      and &quot;Biblical world view&quot;.<\/p>\n<p>After his brief remarks and some questions and concerns from the audience,<br \/>\n        Damon literally passed the hat, and a discussion ensued on how and where<br \/>\n        to place advertisements for the candidate. Damon mentioned that state<br \/>\n        law prohibited the placement of ANY political advertising within 300<br \/>\n        feet of the middle of any public street or road until 6 weeks before<br \/>\n         election day, which this year would be September 27, and asked his supporters<br \/>\n        not to do so.<\/p>\n<p>Several people pointed out that the Linnehan folks had numerous signs<br \/>\n        up all over town, including one 30-foot banner on centric Route 3 (see<br \/>\n        pic above). Unfortunately, according to Damon, the statute in question<br \/>\n        sets a $100 fine for violations, and the fines are set per candidate<br \/>\n        and NOT per sign, so Linnehan has no problem paying to play.<\/p>\n<p>We buttonholed the Senator after most of the guests had left, and asked<br \/>\n        him what he knew about blogging. &quot;I gather it has something to do with<br \/>\n        writing,&quot; he answered honestly. He was quite understanding and supportive<br \/>\n        when we tried to describe them as an alternative to the centralization<br \/>\n        of the major media outlets. Everybody seems to dislike the media, left<br \/>\n        and right alike, but almost everybody relies on the media for the information<br \/>\n        they use to navigate the world. Unfortunately, John Linnehan looks more<br \/>\n        likely to utilize a blog in his campaign than Dennis Damon.<\/p>\n<p>But we liked him, and we hope he wins. All over America mini-dramas<br \/>\n        like this a playing out.&nbsp; Back before a million channels of drivel<br \/>\n        and the limitless spaces of Cyberspace were available to divert our attention,<br \/>\n        local politics was the main hobby or amusement activity of a significant<br \/>\n        portion of the American public.&nbsp; Quite frankly, there wasn&#8217;t that<br \/>\n        much else to do.&nbsp;In fact, if Monday Night Football and Wednesday<br \/>\n        Karaoke had existed in 18th century Boston, we doubt they would have<br \/>\n        been able to pull off the American Revolution.<\/p>\n<p>Today, it is much harder<br \/>\n          to get people to spend their precious leisure hours<br \/>\n          on political organizing, but there is still a hardcore who either have<br \/>\n        politics in their blood or consider it a civic duty. <\/p>\n<p>But<br \/>\n          the beauty of the system is that it exists and functions silently over<br \/>\n          these now hundreds of years, waiting to be used, available to any<br \/>\n        interest group, mass movement, charismatic candidate or civic crusade<br \/>\n        that wants<br \/>\n        to use<br \/>\n        it,<br \/>\n        and is capable of waking up or pissing off enough voters to have an impact.<\/p>\n<p>And<br \/>\n          these teachers and retirees and small business owners gathered in living<br \/>\n        rooms across America <em>do<\/em> participate in the actual political process of<br \/>\n        selecting the leaders of the &quot;free<br \/>\n        world&quot;.&nbsp;The<br \/>\n        meeting we attended in Downeast Maine was not that different than the<br \/>\n        dozens<br \/>\n        of pancake<br \/>\n          breakfasts and coffee klatches we attended in small suburban kitchens<br \/>\n        and dens in New Hampshire in December and January, featuring local politicians<br \/>\n        named Dean and Kerry and Clark.<\/p>\n<p>We will be sure to check back on November 2 and see how the Damon-Linnehan<br \/>\n        race is turning out. Find out about your local races. Trust your instincts<br \/>\n        to tell the good guys from the bad guys. Vote for the good ones.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>But Some Are More Local Than OthersWe recently returned from a visit to the Great State of Maine, an idiosyncratic bastion of individualism and self-reliance wedged onto the northeastern-most corner of the United States like a vestigial green thumb. 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