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Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Solidarity now, solidarity forever (oh wait, we're journalists)

So yesterday I mentioned in passing the lockout of around 5,500 workers at the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, and the resulting explosion of blogs among the disenfranchised workers. I've actually been following this quite closely for the past month and a half that they've been pounding the pavement.

A little personal history first. I grew up in Detroit, where we were able to receive Canadian television. At the time, channel 9 in Windsor was a private station, aimed mostly at Americans, but to fulfill the terms of their license, they aired a fair amount of Canadian content as well, including a bunch of programs from the CBC, which was required of them, as the CBC had no other television presence in southwestern Ontario. So in addition to the usual suspects that all American kids watched, like Captain Kangaroo, I also watched Mr. Dressup and The Friendly Giant, two long running CBC kids programs. I also attribute a life-long attraction to the absurd sport of curling to this period of my life.

We moved away from Detroit when I was 11. As I got more interested in broadcasting as a potential career in my teens, whenever we visited Detroit, I made an effort to listen to the CBC radio station, and to watch the Canadian TV station, which was now a full-fledged CBC outlet, its former owners having been forced to turn over their license because they just weren't serving Canada nearly as well as they were serving their American advertising clients.

When I went to college in the early 1980s, it turned out that one of my broadcasting professors, the one I wound up taking a huge percentage of my classes from and who was pretty much my mentor, was one of America's top experts on Canadian broadcasting (admittedly, a pretty small field; there weren't too many professors in the U.S. studying it). He took one of his classes on a field trip to Toronto one semester, and even though I wasn't in the class, he invited me to join the trip. We visited the CBC studios in Toronto on the Friday and also the following Monday (TV on Friday, radio on Monday). I remember being absolutely blown away by the huge multitrack studio they had to make radio dramas, a form that was pretty much dead in the U.S. by that time. We even got them to open up the CBC employee store for us. I've long since outgrown my CBC sweatshirt, but my main keychain carried the old exploding pizza logo of the CBC for well over a decade after that trip before it disintegrated.

(Slight digression; one of the weirdest experiences I've had was while touring the CBC building in Toronto, in the newsroom where the national TV newscast was prepared each night, and seeing that on one of the monitors that was perpetually tuned to the PBS station in Buffalo, New York, the program that was airing was one that was being produced live at the studios of the television station I worked at on campus, a show that, had I not gotten someone to cover for me so I could take this trip, I would have been working on that very day.)

My location in Pennsylvania was not exactly close to Canada, but with my very sensitive receiver, I could hear the CBC station in Toronto all day long, and it's what I listened to (at least when I wasn't listening to the campus radio station that I worked at). I listened to CBC often enough that I found it worth my while to subscribe to their magazine, Radio Guide. And if I couldn't hear the programs on the Toronto station, Canada's international broadcaster, Radio Canada International, broadcast quite a few programs from the domestic CBC. I used to bring my shortwave radio over to my girlfriend's apartment, and we would listen to Sunday Morning together every weekend.

That's a long way of saying that me and the CBC go way back.

Which is by way of saying that I've found the blogs of the locked out workers pretty interesting. There's all kinds of stuff there, ranging from the observations of people who are taking menial jobs to make ends meet while they're locked out, to over-the-top rants about serious malfeasance at the highest levels of the corporation, and everything in between.

Unfortunately, there's another reason I find it all so interesting. Probably the major issue facing the workers is the CBC's insistence on using a huge number of temporary workers to create its programming (around 30% of the people who work on CBC programs). It's very easy to spend five, six, seven, or even more years working for the CBC as a contractor but doing so without job security, benefits, or any possible career development opportunity. If that wasn't bad enough, there's a caste of workers known as "casuals", who are the equivalent of day laborers, coming in on short notice to produce stories and such. I wouldn't be surprised to find out that the CBC sends out a truck every morning to pick them up from street corners. I don't know how they can create anything treating a workforce that way; there's no continuity. The so-called casual workers don't get a phone, or a desk, or the assurance that if they start work on a story that takes longer than a few days to put together that they'll actually be able to finish it. Maybe that works when you're building a house, but I don't understand how they can make creative radio and television that way. The CBC wants to increase the number of people who work in these ways, making it harder and harder for anyone to actually become staff and gain the benefits and (relative) stability that comes with staff status.

I've spent more than half my career as a perma-temp (like their contractors, rather than their "casuals"). When I started at the large corporation where I've spent most of my career in one form or another, I worked for six years as a contractor before I hired on as a direct employee. Several years later, I was laid off; through a long and convoluted story I don't want to share online, I was hired, at a remove of four companies, to do exactly the same job I had done as a direct employee, but without benefits. So I sympathize very strongly with the workers here. I have a visceral understanding of what their fight here is about.

There are a lot of CBC lockout blogs out there, some of which I visit more often than others. Probably the best place to start reading is the CBC Unplugged blog, run by Tod Maffin, who in normal times is a technology columnist for CBC programs like Definitely Not The Opera. Maffin's pretense to be neutral in this is kind of disingenuous, but journalists are always uncomfortable when they become the story. CBC Unplugged serves as kind of a central switchboard for all the lockout blogs across Canada; there's a long list on the side of Maffin's page with links to most of them (he misses one or two, but it's pretty much as comprehensive a list as is available). Some of the blogs are written by talented writers (not surprising, since many of the locked out workers make their living writing for radio or TV). John Gushue in Newfoundland does a good job rounding up interesting information. He started blogging well before the lockout, so I expect his blog will stick around well afterward as well. Robin Rowland in Toronto works for the CBC's web site (currently truncated and not worth visiting; the managers removed most of the site's content when the lockout began) and is also an experienced blogger who will likely continue after the lockout ends. Philly Markowitz is the host of one of my favorite programs on CBC, Roots and Wings (about world music); she works part time as a contractor, largely from home, and lives a couple of hours outside Toronto in rural Ontario, so she has a different perspective from the people who are able to make it to the picket line more often. Jennifer Quesnel in Regina, Saskatchewan, goes by "jenkew" online, which sounds a lot to me like the Polish, Czech, and Ukrainian words for "thank you". :-) (Living on the Canadian steppes, where so many Ukrainian Canadians live, including cousins of mine, she may already realize that....) Dan Misener likes the radio, and is a recent college graduate working (before the lockout) as a contract worker in Windsor. When I was his age, I really wanted to work in radio too, so I kind of identify. "Aigle de Nuit" (more than a few of the lockout bloggers go by pseudonyms) works with the computer infrastructure in Toronto, and has a wicked sense of humor (the links section on her blog is a hoot after you've read about how CBC managers are filling all that air time). She pickets on the night shift, and has a really clever takeoff on the CBC logo for her site.

One interesting aspect of the lockout blogs is that a number of workers, in the old journalistic tradition of the strike newspaper, have taken to podcasting programs. Some of them are better than others; particularly in the early days of the now-45-day-long lockout, the podcasts were a little too much inside baseball, almost entirely about the lockout, too self-referential. But some of them are, unsurprisingly, quite good. You can subscribe to the lockout podcasts by searching for "CBC Unplugged" in iTunes, or by visiting Tod Maffin's CBC Unplugged site, which pretty much serves as podcast central.

I haven't seen a whole lot of discussion within the blogosphere about how the locked out workers have taken to blogging. I'm not even sure how much good its done them in getting their message out; most of the comments on the blogs seem to come from fellow locked out workers. So it may be that the most important aspect of the blogging of the lockout of '05 was in creating and sustaining the community of workers, rather than in propgating the workers' take on what was happening to the Canadian public at large. But it may have had a larger impact than can be seen from the comments; the lockout appears to be in its final stages, with the Canadian government finally starting to bang some heads together, and the consensus seems to be that the workers and their union have won the public relations war hands down. Some savvy communications researcher may want to study the role of the blogs and podcasts in the whole affair at some point. And it will be very interesting to see how this explosion of use of the Internet affects CBC's outreach to its listeners when the workers eventually return to their jobs. I expect that most of the lockout blogs will disappear, but some of the workers have promised to continue, and some of them were blogging before the whole thing started and will probably keep blogging afterward as well. Perhaps CBC will have some kind of official presence in Blogistan when this is all over. It bears watching.

Posted at 11:53 PM
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005

She-Be-She Strike Story Stunner

Back in April, Station Manager Ken of freeform wonderstation WFMU posted an MP3 of an amazing, legendary bit of radio, broadcast over the airwaves of a Canadian Broadcasting Corporation station in the arctic north during a lockout of the staff around 1981. At the time, Ken had no way of knowing that in August, the CBC would again lock out its technicians, reporters, producers, and other staff members...

...which led to an explosion in blogs and podcasts created by locked-out CBC staffers, some of whom linked to the 'FMU post...

...which led to a locked out staffer turned blogger who goes by the nom-de-blog of "Cold Feet" in Rankin Island, Nunavut, posting a brief item explaining the genesis of the program, and identifying the perpetrator.

Sadly, the real story isn't as amusing as the speculation on the WFMU blog that it was a bunch of drunken janitors taking over the station, but it's still pretty good, and it does have the benefit of being the truth.

Posted at 12:34 PM
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Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Critters for Critters

Shelley Powers had this great idea to auction off a set of photographs of animals and use the proceeds to help animals stranded by Hurricane Katrina. At first I thought, well, I don't have any photographs of animals that I could contribute. But then I remembered; I spent a day at the Alligator Farm® in St. Augustine, Florida last year, and I got some really good pics. So, as my contribution to Critters for Critters, here are the photographs I'm donating that people can bid on as part of the auction, from our day at the Alligator Farm.

Critters for Critters

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Friday, September 9, 2005

Muttering to myself....

This is not my America....

This is not my America....

This is not my America....

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(Exit, quietly sobbing, stage left.)

Posted at 9:59 PM
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