A Letter from Kansas

The term "disaster porn" has entered popular lexicon. But some disasters are not sexy. They're too slow and personal to be dramatic. A watershed goes foul. The neighbor struggles with cancer. A family business becomes unprofitable and closes. This pasture got bulldozed. A teenager becomes an alcoholic. One drought withers all the sprouts. The noise from the new highway makes a parkland unpleasant. A lady gets her purse snatched. There are too few butterflies. A lot of people are underemployed. The talented teacher retires. A spouse grows obese. The sound of gunshots in the night becomes more frequent. A nearby factory cheats a little on following environmental regulations, accidents happen. And then, one day, the whole landscape is ravaged.
And nobody noticed.
The central United States has become such a disaster.
I was born in Kansas City at the tail end of the baby boom. I grew up in Kansas and Colorado and came into adulthood in the town of Lawrence. I moved away in my mid twenties because I was thirsty to know the outside world that had been called up for me through my acquaintance and friendship with William Burroughs, who lived in Lawrence, and the amazing circle of people who visited him. Allen Ginsberg, Timothy Leary, Hunter Thompson, Patti Smith and John Giorno were among the steady stream of extraordinary individuals who came to town and mingled with us locals. Their presence inflamed my curiosity. I packed up and sailed to France on a coal freighter at the age of twenty-five in late 1985.
I lived in Paris for ten years, with short stints in Italy, San Francisco and a fair amount of wandering. In the late nineties, because I missed the creative energy and raucous mythology of The American Dream, I moved from Paris to Brooklyn. My time in New York City was typically challenging and rewarding, professionally and emotionally. I'll always love the place and think of it as home to the person I became there. But in 2008, feeling cooped up and stagnant in the economic crunch that hit me, I decided to take the leap and move to Kansas and near my family, especially my father.
I also hoped to arrange my life so I could get out into the land, a lot.
While I expected that I would experience a period of culture shock upon returning to the Midwest, I was not prepared for the extensive changes that confronted me.
You can't (if you're concerned about your health) eat the fish out of the many lakes and streams around here because they're contaminated with much heavy metal, dioxin, PCBs and toxic industrial agriculture/livestock run-off. (Back in the eighties I often caught and ate fish during the warm months -for fun and fresh fish.) There have been egregious spikes of the herbicide Atrazine found in the drinking water of many districts throughout the sate and the Midwest in general.[1]
There is a company here in Lawrence, Kansas called Vangent. They specialize in "Talent Acquisition Systems" that help government and corporate institutions hire people. They're a big employer in our local economy. They have received numerous grants from the Department of Homeland Security. They managed the hiring of something like seventy thousand individuals over eight months to fill positions in the Transportation Safety Administration. I went to their place of business last fall to see if I might be able to get a job there. The campus is a high-security gulag and does not even have a public entrance. Computers robotically manage all of their communication with the outside world, especially anything related to "HR", or "Human Capital Management" as they call it. As I was looking for some kind of reception area, I saw the "designated smoking area" where employees can take a break: a bunch of sad-sack hollow shells silently puffing in depressed silence. My on-line application/resume submission got an automated rejection letter. Their computer is programmed to express courtesy.[2]
I've made frequent work-related trips to the southeast section of the state, particularly to a town called Coffeyville, and seen such reckless toxic industrial waste it staggers the imagination. Whole cities and sections of cities have had to be evacuated (Treece, Kansas, Picher, Oklahoma, Galena and Coffeyville, Kansas). There is a refinery in Coffeyville that is owned by Goldamn Sachs, does $3 billion in sales every year, that dumps its waste straight into the Verdigris River and can be smelled throughout the town and, depending on the winds, from twenty miles away. A business called Safety Kleen (you can't make this up), owned by Viacom, dumped enormous quantities of dioxin and PCB into the regional ecosystem. No one has yet figured out how to clean up Safety Kleen's lethal mess. The populous of Coffeyville demonstrates a bizarre array of skin afflictions. The tap water tastes like something you would use to clean a rug.[3]
I've sat at a kitchen table with young men who were snorting methamphetamine and calling Obama a nigger. My best friend's next-door neighbor -in a fairly nice part of town was busted for cooking meth in her garage. You don't very often see meth-heads walking the streets in this area, but twenty-five miles south of here and into Oklahoma, it's a common sight. Some cops in some towns are networked in with the methamphetamine industry. The guys who snorted meth in front of me filled me in about their relationships with their local P.D. and the cops' needs for supplemental income.[4]
The courts are filled with sex-crime cases. (My ex-girlfriend from when I was in high school is now the chief assistant district attorney here who prosecutes these crimes.) A few years ago, before my ex-girlfriend was a prosecutor, one of my dearest friends was beaten nearly to death because he's gay, yet the police did not file charges in the case, since the attacker had lured my friend into the situation by promising, then momentarily engaging in sex. As if that somehow excused the violence.[5]
Last year three college students died of alcohol poisoning or accidents caused by extreme over-consumption of alcohol. Alcohol toxicity among young people is one of the highest causes of hospital emergency visits, and peaks around sporting events and certain times during the academic year.[6]
The sports department of the local university effectively runs this town.[7]
More than half the population is overweight to obese. The incidence of diabetes has the health care system severely challenged.[8]
The local franchise bookstore has a tiny closet sized science section and a giant lobby-sized religion section, between the celebrity biographies and diet books.[9]
All but a few of the locally owned businesses here have been snuffed out by corporate franchises, which pay lousy wages and only the barest minimum local taxes. The local businesses that remain standing are beholden to corporate suppliers and mega-banks.[10]
The state government is nearly bankrupt, cutting education and law enforcement budgets back even further.[11]
The roads are in general disrepair.[12] When it rains the east section of town gets hit with flash floods that seep into people's homes and cause a crisis of pathogenic mold growth.[13]
In the past year the rolls of those accepting food assistance have grown by more than 50%. Officially, unemployment is around 5%. But when you look at the numbers of people who are demonstrably gainfully employed, actually paying taxes, it's only about 55-60% of the work-age population. So that's 35-40% of employable people who are unaccounted for. I, for instance, do not show up as unemployed according to the state criteria. I do show up as one of the people accepting food stamps, however, as of last September.[14]
There are entire strip malls of commercial real estate that are completely vacant at the edge of most towns, and peppered throughout the region. More than a few of these malls are brand new, never occupied.[15]
And then there are the housing developments... sprawling tinderbox agglomerations, most of them sparsely inhabited... many of the units featuring For Sale or Foreclosed signs...[16]
Car dealerships (the ones that are still operating, Lawrence lost two of them this year) have signs offering a new kind of insurance: if you buy a car you can bring it back for a full refund if you lose your job in the first year.[17]
When I hike in the countryside on the weekends, the bucolic quiet is frequently pierced by the sound of gunfire, people doing target practice or hunting with their many types of firearms. The gun stores are very low on ammunition since all the freaks around here (and there are lots of them) believe that Obama is planning a fascist takeover and the only remedy/defense will be an armed insurrection, so they are buying hundreds of thousands of rounds for their assault rifles.[18]
None of this is exaggerated. What's more, it is sprawling, endemic and mostly unrelieved, with only slight variations for hundreds of miles, if not throughout the continent.
What can be hoped for?
Much of it can be resolved by simply stopping the destruction. The landscape has an unstoppable capacity for regeneration. If you don't mow your lawn, in a few short months you'll find yourself surrounded by jungle.
Once erosion stabilizes and wetlands renew themselves, they have a near miraculous capacity to filter and break down most toxins. Wildlife populations race into new niches, adapt quickly and thrive when relieved of the stresses of human encroachment.
Time has a lovely way of repurposing an oppressively glittering, chintzy franchise development into just about any vital form creativity can muster, once the corporate stranglehold is broken. It only takes a fraction of the energy and effort it took to create an isolating, soul-obliterating housing archipelago to turn it into an actual neighborhood where people can walk to the corner store and meet each other on common ground. No social problem can go unresolved for long when it is addressed on common ground, free from fear.
When was the last time you really felt like you were running short of dioxins, PCBs and the products manufactured that produce them. Never? Why not just stop making them? They take a mighty long time to break down and lose their toxicity, but they eventually will. -If we quit making new quantities of them.
All of these regenerative effects are so apparent, such common knowledge, that they have become clichés. What is stopping us from acknowledging the crisis?
My old friend, William Burroughs had a title for what is required to fix the mess: "Naked Lunch", -a frozen moment when everyone sees what is on the end of every fork.
It can't happen too soon.
Sources
[1] http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/23/us/23water.html
http://huffpostfund.org/stories/2009/08/epa-fails-inform-public-about-weed-killer-drinking-water
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2009/sep/13/herbicide-safety-monitoring-scrutinized/
[2] http://www.vangent-hcm.com/Home/
[3] http://ludb.clui.org/ex/i/KS3132/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coffeyville_Resources
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2009/feb/22/more-sink-holes-open-mining-scarred-kansas-communi/
http://www2.ljworld.com/videos/2009/may/27/24831/
[4] http://www.justice.gov/ndic/pubs3/3600/meth.htm
http://www.topix.com/forum/city/coffeyville-ks/TI0JVPO1P9117KJC8
http://www.topix.com/forum/city/coffeyville-ks/T7I14DKCRMITE1341/p2
[5] http://www.lawrence.com/weblogs/wtmwrc/2007/may/21/bashersdozen/
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2009/mar/01/reality-rape-lawrence/
[6] http://www.news.ku.edu/2009/august/17/alcoholedu.shtml
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2009/mar/10/father-blames-alcohol-ku-students-death/
[8] http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2010/jan/29/nations-diabetes-epidemic-has-serious-consequences/
http://blogs.pitch.com/fatcity/2009/07/missouri_and_ks_keep_eating.php
[9] http://www.borders.com/online/store/StoreDetailView_203
[10] http://local.startupnation.com/7_Steps_to_Choosing_the_Franchise_for_You_Lawrence_KS-r1209952-Lawrence_KS.html
http://www.thinkkc.com/SiteLocation/TaxesIncentives/PropertyTaxExempt.php
[11] http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2009/nov/24/more-cuts-kansas-state-budget-may-be-way-even-afte/
[12] http://primebuzz.kcstar.com/?q=node/20631
[13] http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2009/mar/16/mold-can-pose-health-hazards-remains-unregulated/?print
[14] http://www.bls.gov/eag/eag.ks_lawrence_msa.htm
http://www.infowars.com/real-unemployment-figures-double-those-reported-by-labor-department/
[15] http://local.minyanville.com/Commercial_Real_Estate_Saturation_Point_Lawrence_KS-r1199326-Lawrence_KS.html
http://www.loopnet.com/Kansas/Lawrence-Commercial-Real-Estate/
[16] http://www.foreclosuredeals.com/list/ks/douglas/
http://lawrence.douglas.ks.foreclosuredatabank.com/
[17] http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/05/15/gm-dealerships-closing-se_n_204031.html
http://www.nytimes.com/projects/maps/chrysler-dealerships-slated-for-closing.html
[18] http://www.wnd.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&pageId=93483
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2009/apr/21/worried-gun-owners-trigger-shortage-bullets-rise-p/
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Article
Clear and Concise
... no more shocking then apparent
... may the weeds begin to grow ...
... just wizards and witches in the Heartland
... there's no place like home ... there's no place like home .... there's no place like home .... {OZ}
Talk about one sided...
Harshing
Hi Joyalexa,
I do appreciate your comment observing that there are many great people and communities around here. My own family lives in this region, after all, and we have the best hopes and intentions. We are also obliged by ecnomics to drive our cars everywhere and end up buying food grown with Monsanto technologies.
As I mentioned in the piece, one of the more troubling things about our local situation is that it is not unique. If it were, I would not have written this and I would have already moved away.
The view I have after living for 25 years away and having returned to reside here a year and a half ago is that the degradation has accelerated and is a genuine crisis. I can't say, at all, that the "good people" are making any significant difference for the better. I think we are all caught up in a social and economic system that is contrary to our real values and best interests, in the long term. It has been a very... uncomfortable... experience to confront this situation. Frankly, I hope I'm totally wrong. But both my personal observations and "the news" inspired me to write this.
What I hope is that reading it will help inspire others to confront the urgent need for big solutions and get serious about getting to work.
And by the way, maybe we'll meet in person before too long, since we're practically neighbors (I live in Lawrence), as we're getting to work fixng this mess.
Great post
Having long ago left me native West Virginia for San Diego, I can empathize with the heartache Philip is expressing for his home state. If your worldview includes any concept of karma, then the place where we were born has immense significance for our life destiny and our ties to that region are deep, complex, and strong. If you are a fan of simple answers, the farmlands, rural mountains, and inner cities of America are probably places that you should avoid. Is it frustrating to watch people numb themselves with meth, Mountain Dew, and toxic forms of religion? Oh yea. And equally frustrating to watch consumer capitalism do it's best to make sure that they will always want to be numbed. In my hometown in West Virginia our corporate overlord was DuPont. If you don't live in one of these regions it can be challenging to understand just how powerful these sorts of interests are there. DuPont was constantly threatening to leave town if they weren't given free reign over the local ecology and economy. Everybody knew that the threat was real and that the area would face staggering unemployment and poverty if they did leave. And that's just a small piece of the bigger social dynamic that Philip described.
While we are at it, why is it okay to belittle cartoonishly manufactured regional stereotypes in a way that we would never think of doing with a race, religion, or nationality? I enjoy a good redneck joke as much as anybody, but let's remember to have compassion for these regions that face inredible challenges to their consciousness integration and evolution.
Speaking of the proud counter-movement
Hello Michael. I'm wondering if you were aware of this nonsense and the possibility of responding:
http://savejon.org/
sounds like a great time
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here there and every where, Savoir faire
The Good Things
Hello jai 1008. I moved back here after 25 years away with all those good things you mention about this state in my memory and current, if absentee, awareness. I was itching to partake. After having done a fair amount of travelling around, Kansas looked really promising. I hoped to be a contributing member of a healthy community that might be exportable, at least as an idealistic principle.
A year and a half later, I can't escape the conclusion that the "good things" about this place are way too exceptional and, well, I wrote the piece you read and responded to. You can take a look at the source links if you want to get an idea of how hard a time I had believing what I was seeing.
Since you mention the Kaw Valley Growers Association, doubtless you are familiar with the recent raid by federal authorities of an entirely legal business:
http://www2.ljworld.com/news/2010/feb/05/lawrence-man-charged-after-sacr...
The art renaissance in KC is remarkable, but it is really struggling right now to maintain its foothold. Compare it to the Kansas City Chiefs dominion over local "culture" and its relatively miniscule scale becomes apparent.
I don't mean to rebut or deny any of the circumstances you mention. They all exist. I wish to propose that focusing on them alone, to the exclusion of the predominant trends, is not going to result in any improvement. I wrote and sought to publish the piece in the hope of reaching out to anyone interested in forging a much more effective, even militant, activist community -which I have yet to see in action, beyond isolated niches.
Are you up for it?
Thanks so much for writing this!!
I love my home Bioregion! Sadly, the home of my heart no longer exists.. The paw paw patches that I ran through as a child have all been cut down. What I returned to was an absolute brick in my face. Hopelessness, alcoholism, nature abandoned... and a racial divide few people mention.
I would agree, there is a grassroots arts movement, but it is small at best compared to the culture that surrounds it.
I will also add that the one bright spot I could see: the Latinos. They understand what it takes to start small businesses and local community and don't even realize they are breaking the corporate mold.
While I understand the 'wherever you go there you are meme' I have to also point out... if you find yourself trapped around a cycle of worthless addiction and degradation remember the story of Moses and others, sometimes life requires an Exodus (or hejira/hagirah). I am certainly a reluctant gypsy.
Best Wishes Philip! Thanks again for writing this and bringing these issues up in a public forum!
Bearing witness
It seems to me that the point of this article is to bear witness.
We humans are all creatures of habit and limited attention span. We normally see what we want to see (or fear to see) and little else. The idea of an "epiphany" is often imbued with an idea of "divine inspiration" -- more often, it's merely a matter of opening our eyes and seeing what is there. Phillip has been away, and upon returning "home" saw a familiar place with new eyes.
This is valuable.
It is not absolute truth. It is, however, A truth, and one that will certainly be harder for anyone who has lived within the changes to see.
The Road Runs Out of Town Too
Phelps
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anonymous online pronouncements
Awareness with a microscope
Phillip's view of Kansas is a glass all empty or full of piss and vinegar. Either way, his awareness is completely skewed by negativity and this diminishes the awareness value. If he takes that microscope to some other locale would it be capable of seeing anything other than the negative? I doubt it because it isn't the lens, and it isn't the world, it is the perception of the viewer. The scrits concluded that Kansas is F*cked but with Time all will be healed. Scintillating revelation, eh? Might as well jack off while we wait, Right?
for what it's worth
Odd Job
Hi Joyalexa thanks for reaching out in the affirmative. I'd say the first step to getting anything going, either an Evolver spore or another kind of group, would be to establish real non-anonymous contact. You can find my contact info on my website www.philipheying.com. I am also on facebook under my real name.
I can reassure your that I have no interest in any kind of "militaristic pursuits". Nor am I interested in any kind of "martyrdom".
To answer your question, the circumstances that lead me into the company of meth-snorting, epithet-speaking people were unforeseen side-effects of an odd job that I had. Suffice it to say that after that incident I terminated the association.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Thank you.
Dignified responses
Phillip, I'd also like to comment on the dignity of your replies to the surprisingly undignified comments you received. Thank you.
I find it interesting that your article provoked such violent responses. You must have touched a nerve.
Sometimes the truth hurts
To the commentators: Philip didn't write about the social problems of Modesto, California because he doesn't live there. He obviously loves Kansas and hates to see it go downhill. He was moved by the mounting problems he saw upon his return and wrote about them. The idea that every article about everything has to be "fair and balanced" is a ridiculous perversion of open-mindedness. THANK GOD Martin Luther King, Jr. and Mohandas Gandhi were willing to speak out against injustice instead of pimping some lukewarm mixture of milquetoast criticism and feel-good platitudes.
I grew up in Texas and, as you can imagine, have similar feelings sometimes when I go back to visit family. I can barely stand to listen to my brother talk about religion and politics. Then there's the gun stores on every corner. I don't think I would have the courage to move back, much less try to improve things there.
Peace to you and best wishes on finding a better employment situation and partners for evolving.
start with a good movie
The World According to Monsanto
I recently watched the excellent documentary "The World According to Monsanto". I wish any one of these films had been broadcast instead of the Superbowl.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6262083407501596844#
Thanks
Thanks for the encouragement and info. And thanks for the criticism too. It's all part of the kind of civic dialogue I hope to participate in as we begin to address this situation (for real - not symbolically).
Especially, thanks to the individuals who have gotten in touch with me.
All best to all.
moved back, but not for long.
Peer reviewed hard science
Atrazine is in our drinking water.
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/23/us/23water.html
Atrazine, one of the most commonly used and controversial weedkillers, can turn male frogs into females, researchers reported on Monday.
http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE6204RG20100302
Nobody really knows quite what it does to humans.
What to do.....what to do....?
Beautiful
By Gandhi's standards....
Too hard
Hey Philip
The sadness of the smokestack, from which nothing puffs
Hi Phillip,
I was very moved by your RS posting of “A Letter from Kansas.” When I return to Worcester, MA, the city where I grew up, I also experience many of the complex emotions that you describe. My first thought is always, “How do the majority of the people here make a living? The whole industrial base of the city has disappeared.”
Overwhelmed by nostalgia, I wander through street after street of abandoned factories—as through the ruins of an ancient empire. Row upon row of broken windows stare back at me. Pigeons fly in and out. It is really so strange to be feeling such affection! Growing up here, I could not wait to say “goodbye.”
Before leaving to go to the Art Institute of Boston, I had applied for several factory jobs. One HR interviewer asked, “How were your grades in high school?” I answered, “Erratic.” He laughed, and said, “Well, I don’t think you would fit in here!” Nonetheless, I mourn for my city, and for the “working class” way of life that is now a historical footnote—a way of life that, years ago, I had viewed with such contempt.
Thank you so much for this article.
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