Newtown, "Community" Organizers, and History

Let me say at the outset that President Obama's sermon at Newtown last night was astonishing. It's hard to imagine he'll give another speech/sermon as powerful as that. (Here's hoping!) If you missed it, you can see it here in its entirety; this WaPo piece also includes the transcript. But his sermon also set off a long train of thought in this historian's brain, and that's what I'm writing about here. 

Among the "money quotes," these get to the core of his message:

This is our first task, caring for our children. It’s our first job. If we don’t get that right, we don’t get anything right. That’s how, as a society, we will be judged. And by that measure, can we truly say, as a nation, that we’re meeting our obligations? . . . .

Can we say that we’re truly doing enough to give all the children of this country the chance they deserve to live out their lives in happiness and with purpose? I’ve been reflecting on this the last few days, and if we’re honest with ourselves, the answer’s no. We’re not doing enough. And we will have to change. . . .

We will be told that the causes of such violence are complex, and that is true. No single law, no set of laws can eliminate evil from the world or prevent every senseless act of violence in our society, but that can’t be an excuse for inaction. Surely we can do better than this.

He did not mention "gun control" or "politics." Instead, he focused on the conclusion at which so many of us had already arrived during the past few days: It's not guns that kill, or even people. It's a society that has lost its way and is no longer a "community."

As soon as it became apparent that's where he was headed in his sermon, the historian in me sat up straight. Mental light bulbs flashed, etc. So. Here's this historian's take.

Back in 2007, 2008, when Obama ran for president the first time, the Republicans belittled the fact that he'd been a "community organizer." Truth be told, I didn't pay much attention to that particular part of his resume.  I had a mental image of someone chatting with young toughs on street corners, trying to set them straight. Other than that, I didn't give it much thought.

Now, however, my perspective is quite different --- thanks to the research I'm doing for the final chapter of the book I'm writing, which is a history of meat in America. The final chapter examines the origins of the "organic-local-alternative food system." (*1)

That "alternative" food system took shape in the 1980s. A group of activists, reformers, and academics used food as the anchor of an effort to link rural and urban America, and to forge a new "community" in which every member, regardless of race, class, income, or geography, would feel connected enough to care about all the other parts.

I'm simplifying the story (hey! You can read more when the book comes out...) --- but my point is this: In the 1980s and 1990s (and now), "community organizers" like the young Barack Obama were many in number and purpose. But whether the organizers focused on issues of poverty, jobs, hunger, the "family farm," or weaknesses in the nation's food system, a single, larger goal united them: to forge community among Americans.

I would argue, however, that the late-20th-century search for community went beyond "official" community organizers like Obama. That same search fueled the craft beer movement. Homebrewing, to name another example, emerged as a "community" rather than just a hobby. (To which I would add the form of so many web-based businesses: Facebook, Pinterest, etc., as well as the internet and web themselves.)

Again, I'm simplifying (in part because I've not yet worked all this out), but as a historian, I'm convinced there are linkages between and among projects that otherwise appear, on the surface, to be unrelated: farmers' markets, homebrewing, craft beer, Facebook. (*2)

Back to Newtown: When I listened to the president's sermon last night, many of these pieces fell into place.

I see more clearly now what drove Obama's initial run for the presidency. He had a vision, shaped by his young adulthood, of how "community" could transform the United States spiritually, socially, politically. He believed (rightly, I would argue) that millions of Americans shared that view even if they had not articulated it. (*3)

Alas, once elected, that vision ran up against the reality of the American political system and "vision" was set aside in the name of survival. Grousing ensued: "What happened to the guy we elected? Where's our hope and change?" Obama had been forced to weigh the long term benefits of vision against the short-term need to survive.

The irony is that Obama was forced to sacrifice long-term vision for short-term survival precisely because we Americans have so little sense -- none, really -- of community, of common purpose. We've never needed it more --- and yet, it's never been more out of reach.

For the past few days, I've had this odd sense of deja vu, but I couldn't figure out what it was. Last night, as I listened, I found it: The aftermath of Newtown is much like the aftermath of September 11, 2001. Stunned disbelief; near-universal grief; groping for answers.

But it also shares this with that earlier tragedy: It's aroused a powerful undercurrent, a powerful yearning for stronger connections between and among each other. (*4)

We need to change. "We" meaning us as a community. Lack of gun control. How we as a society cope with mental illness. Those aren't causes. Those are symptoms (especially the latter). Symptoms of malaise, of drift, of lack of purpose.

So when President Obama spoke of "community" and the "need for change," he didn't mean "politics." He meant: We can no longer ignore our lack of, loss of, purpose, meaning, community. Only when we face up to the hollowness that is the reality of life in America will we finally see an end to the madness that afflicted the lives of so many Americans on December 14, 2012.

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*1: I knew nothing about any of it (hence the need to do this research), but I'd heard the standard version of "what happened": Alice Waters, the California restaurateur, discovered "local" foods and voila! The local, organic food craze began. Even before I started researching this chapter, I was sure that standard story was wrong, and that some other set of factors had shaped the "alternative" food system we now have. I was right (for a change!).

*2: That's one reason I want to finish this current book and move on to my next: this set of ideas has been floating around in my brain for over a year now. I think I'm on to something.

*3: Although Christian fundamentalism has become mainstream and institutionalized, back in the late 1960s and early 1970s, it spread in large part because so many people were seeking "community."

*4: Before you all go crazy and start sending me hate mail: No, I'm not comparing Newtown to Al Qaeda terrorist attacks. Rather, I'm comparing the emotional, spiritual aftermath: In the midst of intense, shared grief, we've rediscovered a need for community. We reached out, rather than withdrew. In the wake of the terrorist attacks, I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only person who sensed that our collective grief also gave us a sense of community. We found solace by embracing each other in a way we rarely otherwise do.

Tonight.

On September 11, 2001, my husband's daughter --- my "step-daughter" although I rarely use that term; she's my daughter --- happened to be in Ames with us. She'd been in a horrific car accident two months earlier and still hadn't gone home to New York City. At the time, she lived in Brooklyn. During that long day of grief, I knew the solace of her presence. Our other kids (again, ditto: not biological) live in London and I wasn't as "worried" about them. But I wanted them there, too. Right there. In the house. Safe. With us.

Tonight, I want them here. Most especially the youngest member of our tiny tribe, my four-year-old grandson, whom I adore. Such a small boy. So unknowing.

They're not here, of course. They're at home -- in London. In New York City. But I know my grandson's mom (she of  the car accident) is holding him, inhaling him, as is his dada (whom I did not know in 2011).

And tonight I hold them, and all my friends,  that close, if only in my heart.

Pain and evil come in many forms. They're not the same, not always. But however they arrive, whenever they arrive --- they deliver not just grief, but a moment when all of us feel most deeply -- and painfully --- the power of love.

Tonight, love your family and friends. The darkness won't feel so dark.

Kansas City Star "Special Report" On the American Beef Industry

I think the folks at the Kansas City Star are aiming for Pulitzer and I'd say they're contenders. The newspaper is running a special series on the beef industry and it's worth reading. It's worth looking at to enjoy the design of the project, which hits a new high for online newspaper design. Magnificent! You can find the series here. Scroll over each section for stories, graphics, and photo galleries.

Beer People: For You

Seriously. This is only for the die-hards and they know who they are. (Which I was tempted to write in one long string.) This is a worthy read.

Years from now, we'll be looking back at and appreciating Stan and other beer writers as the keepers of the record. Classic case in this particular piece: Stan's not only "commenting," he's also offering up archival material. (*1)

Happy historian here! _________

*1: That's the stuff through which the historian in me lives and breathes. See this if you're curious about how historians do what they do and why I'd say "Go read this piece by Stan!"

In the Kitchen: Spicy Chocolate Cake with Dulce de Leche Glaze

Yes, I enjoy making cakes. Not fancy, double- or triple-layer extravaganzas, but one-bowl, easy cakes. Because who doesn't like cake? (If you don't, well, I'm sorry for you but don't burden me with your woes. Please). This cake is one of the truly terrific recipes from Cake Simple: Recipes for Bundt-Style-Cakes, by Christie Matheson. HIGHLY recommended. (The book.) (And the cake. It's intensely chocolate, but somehow not over-whelmingly rich.)

Spicy Chocolate Cake

I've made this several times. Last time, I reduced the amount of chili powder and added a bit of strong coffee to the liquid. Didn't work quite as well as I'd hoped. Not sure how much of it was the lesser amount of heat and how much was the coffee flavor overpowering the heat. Anyway: it's terrific as is. But I'd love to hear about your variants.

CAKE:

  • 3/4 c. cocoa powder (the real stuff, not the sweetened stuff for making hot chocolate)
  • 1 oz bittersweet chocolate
  • 3/4 c. boiling water (this is where I swapped out water about a quarter cup of coffee for same amount of water)
  • 1 c. sugar
  • 1 c. brown sugar (light or dark)
  • 1-3/4 c. flour
  • 2 t. baking soda
  • 1 t. baking powder
  • 3/4 t. salt
  • 1 t. cinnamon
  • 1/2 t. chile powder (use ancho if you have it, but any "hot" chile will do)
  • 1 c. buttermilk
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 T. vanilla (the real stuff)
  • 1/2 c. vegetable oil (corn, canola, whatever)

DULCE de LECHE GLAZE:

  • 1/2 c. heavy cream
  • 1/2 c. brown sugar (light or dark)
  • 1/4 c. condensed milk
  • 1/4 t. cinnamon
  • 1/8 t. chili powder
  • 1/4 t. salt

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Prepare a bundt pan (10 or 12 cup): rub with butter, and then dust with flour. Tap to ditch the excess flour. The original recipe suggested dusting with melted butter and then cocoa powder. Made a tremendous mess. I went back to my usual butter/flour method.

Put the chocolate in a small, heatproof bowl and pour the boiling water over it. Whisk until the chocolate has melted and the mixture is smooth. Let it cool to room temperature.

Whisk together the two sugars, the flour, cocoa powder, baking soda, baking powder, salt, cinnamon, and chili powder. If it seems kind of lumpy, sift it instead. The more "smooth" the dry ingredients, the better the "crumb" (texture) of the cake.

In a mixing bowl (I use a stand mixer) fitted with the whisk attachment (or beaters if that's what you've got), whisk/beat the buttermilk, eggs, vanilla, vegetable oil, and melted chocolate on low speed until thoroughly combined.

Still using low speed, gradually add the dry ingredients and mix/whisk until the dry is incorporated. Increase the speed slightly and mix for another 2 or 3 minutes. Don't over do it! This is the step that determines the cake texture: over-beat or over-mix, and you'll end up with a dry, tough texture.

Pour the batter into the pan, smooth the top, and bake for 40 -45 minutes. (Check at 40. There are few things more disappointing than an over-baked cake.)

Let the cake cool in the pan for 15 or so minutes, then loosen it with a knife and invert on to a plate. Let it cool completely.

When it's cool, glaze.

To make the glaze: In a heavy, but nonreactive, small pan, combine the cream and brown sugar. Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring until the sugar has dissolved. (You'll know when that is, because the "grainy" feeling will vanish.) Continue to boil, stirring occasionally, for 5 minutes, until the mixture has reduced to about a coup. Stir in the condense milk, and then whisk in the cinnamon, chile powder, and salt. Pour it gently over the cake. NOTE: if you want to avoid a mess on the cake platter, lay pieces of parchment paper around the bottom of the cake. Then just pull those away after you've finished glazing the cake.

Enjoy!

In The Kitchen: Orange Cake

I posted a photo of this on Facebook after I baked it and several people requested the recipe. Easiest to put it here rather than there. I'm not sure where I found this recipe (I've had it for years). Gourmet, perhaps? Anyway: the original recipe identified it as St. Louis Orange Cake. At our house, it's known as Christmas cake, and as Bill's Favorite Cake. The great thing about this cake is that it's light. There's nothing heavy or rich about it, but it's bursting with flavor.

Orange Cake

The secret to that flavor is the final step: soaking the warm cake with glaze. It keeps well (in the frig, if you think it'll hang around for a few days) and makes a great breakfast cake, too.

  • 1-3/4 c. flour
  • 1 t. baking powder
  • 1 t. baking soda
  • 2 sticks buttered, room temperature
  • 1 c. sugar
  •  3 t. finely grated or chopped orange zest (two oranges worth)
  • 3 eggs, room temperature, separated
  • 1 c. PLAIN  yogurt (not sweetened!)
  • 2 t. vanilla (use the real stuff, folks; it's worth the money)
  • pinch of salt
  • GLAZE:
  • 1/2 c. sugar
  • 1/2 c. orange juice  (squeeze the heck out of the two oranges you zested)
  • 3 T. lemon (roughly the juice of one lemon)

Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Lightly butter and flour a bundt pan (10 or 12 cup) or a tube pan. Tap out the excess flour.

In a medium bowl, sift the flour, baking  powder, and baking soda three times.

I use a stand mixer (you could it all by hand if your shoulders and wrists are up to it). Beat the butter on high speed until light and fluffy, roughly five or six minutes. Gradually add the sugar and orange zest, beating until the sugar is fully dissolved  and the mixture is light. This takes about eight minutes.

Add the egg YOLKS one at a time, beating until fully incorporated. Add the yogurt and vanilla and continue beating until light and fluffy, another couple of minutes.

Using a large wooden spoon, gently fold in the dry ingredients. (You could use the mixer, but if so, keep the speed low and don't overdo it. Overmixing makes for a tough cake.)

In a different bowl, using medium speed, beat the egg WHITES and the salt until firm. (Dip and lift the beaters. The whites should just stand.) Using a spatula, gently fold the whites into the batter until just blended. Again, don't overdo it. Spoon the batter into the pan and smooth the surface.

Bake 50 to 60 minutes. In my oven, it's done at 5o minutes, so keep an eye on it and a tester handy. Cool on a wire rack for ten minutes.

While it's cooling (or just before the cake is due to come out of the oven), combine the glaze ingredients in a small pan. Bring to a boil over medium heat, reduce to low heat, and simmer until the syrup has reduced to about a half cup. This will take ten or fifteen minutes.

Use a knife to loosen the cake from the pan. Invert it onto a serving platter. Brush or drizzle the glaze over the cake. There's a lot of glaze and this will take several minutes. You want the glaze to saturate the entire cake. And do this while the cake is warm! Otherwise the cake won't absorb the glaze as easily or fully.

Enjoy!