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Hopefully, this better reflects the piece I wanted to write on the necessity of local bloggers.  The All Around Troy blog is a perfect example of why more and more communities will be relying on web 2.0 techniques to more quickly and adequately foster the spread of information.  (That blog is too good in its infancy not to be noticed; it’s a shame that most people stumbled across in the aftermath of a murder, but I digress…)

Local blogs are intrinsically pertinent.

The voices are recognizable; I don’t know about you, but there is something foreign about watching major news coverage.  The personalities become these “larger than life” figures who have a faux-omniscient viewpoint towards a news cycle on a seemingly infinite loop.  Do you really think Matt Lauer knows the towns of Maryville and Troy, IL as well as Alderman Allen Adomite does (great alliteration too!)?  mike_shannon_autograph

Think about your favorite local sports announcer, if you’re in Saint Louis many reference Jack Buck (Go Buckeyes!) or Mike Shannon.  If you’re heading north on 55 and end up in Milwaukee you can’t stop talking about Bob Uecker.  These guys walk on water in their hometowns, but throw the name “Mike Shannon” around in any market besides Saint Louis, and you’ll get the proverbial, “huh?”  The reason being is that these guys (I know Buck didn’t really fit the mold here) are completely obsessive, certifiable whack-jobs when it comes to being an all-encompassing “homer.”

It’s what they know; it’s the cities they grew up in; it’s the teams they loved and died to play for since they were 2-years-old.  Their passion is real because it’s legitimate, transparent, true…whatever you want to call it, their passion is realized. Theirs are the voices that make the story great, the game can be analyzed and chopped apart by anyone, but these guys have that undefinable “it” factor.

Bloggers can be the same way.  A blogger needs to write about what he or she knows, loves, goes crazy about.  Blogging about your hometown, your experiences, your life will allow readers not only to take away valuable information, but you’re passion will be brutally apparent in the voice of the blog.  Nobody can tell your stories as well as you can.  You can hire every consultant, media coach, PR flack under the sun, but do you know who cares about your interactive start-up or service trip to Mumbai more than you?

Noone.

This is why blogging is beautiful; it’s so practical for the masses. This is why Arianna Huffington described blogging as, “history’s first draft” on the Daily Show a few months backThese are our stories, unedited, spoken from a point-of-view that is unmatched in individual perspective. At a time where we lack the “voices” that transcend common thought, the Walt Whitman and Bob Dylan-types, we rely on the rule of the masses to paint the human experience.

Are you a local official who has the ears of a community? Are you the Marketing VP of a company that needs a little guidance? Are you the first born grandson who has lost touch with his extended family?

Stop thinking your blog has to be everything to everyone. Your audience is just that, “Yours.”  It doesn’t matter if you write for 15 or 15 million, somebody is investing their time in your thoughts.

The question is why not blog? We take it for granted how many people are willing to listen if they find the right voice.

Who do you need to be talking to?

Peace,

mjb

Today was supposed to be an easy day.

At 9am, this was my little Sunday outlook: Over to Megan’s house for her grandfather’s birthday all day (with the occasional home entertainment system tweak and game of pool).  Back home to play some Mario Kart Wii/writing tonight.

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I was hoping to write on a great local blog Megan stumbled across:  All Around Troy. It is maintained by an Alderman of her hometown and I wanted to highlight the reach and necessity of local bloggers, especially in suburban/rural communities.  Their hometown is Troy, Illinois.

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It’s a great blog; featuring pertinent legislation in Troy, new businesses taking shape in the community and otherwise great local human interest stories.  In 8 weeks, it has the potential of becoming a real-time town newsletter for 10,000 folks that’s just a few keystrokes away.

Unfortunately, Allen Adomite is seeing his highest traffic and engagement numbers tonight in the wake of a tragedy.  He’s been vigilant throughout the day, posting the most pertinent news about the shooting at First Baptist Church in neighboring Maryville, Illinois where Pastor Fred Winters was killed earlier this morning (CNN continuing coverage here).

He has been moderating comments to ensure only “verifiable” news being displayed and not allowing hearsay and ethical debate to overshadow the humanity and tragedy of the story.  The blog has seen a transformation in several hours; from a resource for a few residents to check out when they were probably a little bored on a Thursday, to a hub for locals to try and gather a local viewpoint about a nationally publicized tragedy.

Allen is doing a great service for his community; more so than the service of Alderman, but he has now taken on the roll of a modern-day Paul Revere.

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This is where our personal anecdote comes into play.  While we were over in Troy today for the little birthday dinner, one of Megan’s neighbors noticed several unmarked black SUVs and local authorities searching a house that was in the same cul-de-sac of one of Megans’ aunts.  Megan and her aunt’s family live in the Oak Land Hills neighborhood of Troy.

The initial speculation started to circulate amongst the family and neighbors at about 3pm today, Megan’s aunt turned to talking about the neighbor being, “crazy.” Her aunt’s family had repeatedly called the police due to “strange activity” at the house; nothing that could be described as more than “unnerving.”  At 10:13 pm CST they ARE identifying the house as the home where the murder suspect in the First Baptist Church killing lived, but are NOT releasing his name.

Irregardless, Megan’s aunt is distraught after living next to a suspected murderer for the last several years and dealing with media requests and hysterical kids.  To say it has shook the family would be a bit of an understatement.

And for the night cap: on the way back to Saint Louis this evening, we were unlucky enough to be involved in my first major car accident (luckily, only as witnesses to a black Jeep hitting a red pickup truck at 50 mph).  We were 100 feet behind the accident at Broadway and Shenandoah in Soulard; I ended up jumping out of the car, checking to make sure everyone was OK and being filed as a police witness (there was a St. Louis firehouse 300 yards from the accident, I was accompanied by 5 firemen within 15 seconds of my arrival; my role was “nothing” throughout the event).  Both drivers ended up being OK: one pre-existing dislocated shoulder and one broken leg.  I was out of there in 5-minutes.  I hate rubber-neckers.

So there’s our day.  My brain is fried.

And one more personal anecdote: Troy is a great community. It’s terrible that they are having to deal with this burden on a national scale.  I wish all of them peace over the next couple days as families are continually being tried and the hope for normalcy begins.

Peace.

mjb

Yesterday, I cheated on my blog.

Luckily, since my readership is now up to 3.5 people a day somebody caught my minor indiscretion.

Typically, when I post an image on this site it directly reflects the post (either through a brand logo or other image of a business/brand or killer YouTube video, yes I just used the word “killer”). When I toss something on a post that is hmm…I guess “artsy” would be the word, I jump over to CreativeCommons Search for a “commercial use/modifiable” image.  People have tremendous stuff (in my most humble of opinions) on Flickr and I’d like to think a blog can serve as a pseudo-gallery for some recreational photography.

I was a little lazy yesterday and reverted to an old  (proverbial “first-time” blogger) habit: the dreaded “Google Image” search.

I found a great little picture as the 2nd return on my search for “living funeral”:

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Turns out this thought-provoking little image is actually a painting by Ellis Wilson, go figure.  I mean you can even see the signature in the bottom right-hand corner.  In my haste, I posted the image (unaccredited, nonetheless) and went on my way.

About an hour later, a few of the guys around the NGAGE office (@daveyjohnson and @eammon, respectively) decided that they had seen the image before, in fact, remembered in quite vivdly, “hanging over the firepace proper” of the Huxtable house in the Cosby Show.

For your viewing pleasure (Season 2, Episode 13 “The Auction”):

So long story short, be mindful of the images you post. You never know what memory they might conjure up from a sweet 80′s sitcom.  (sidenote: I did catch a few facts about Ellis Wilson which I would have otherwise never knew, so hey, I got that going for me).

Peace.

mjb

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