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Lawng Island.

Every day this week, my neigh­bor­hood roars from morn­ing to late after­noon with the sounds of power tools. Mow­ers, edgers, blow­ers, whif­fers, whaf­fers, that thing-that-digs-up-your-lawn-and-makes-it-look-like-geese-crapped-all-over-it, but is some­how good for it. (Oh yeah, an aer­a­tor.) My neigh­bors will be doing their sec­ond mow of the sea­son this week­end. We have yet to do our first.

It’s not that we don’t care about our lawn. We do. We just don’t care that much. Once again, we’ve found our­selves out of step with our neigh­bors.

For much of my life, I found myself liv­ing near at least one per­son who objected to lawn care as bour­geois bull­shit. You know the type: Obses­sion with a weed-free patch of grass in front of one’s house is the ulti­mate dis­trac­tion from the stuff in life that really mat­ters, and so they opt out. That “the stuff that really mat­ters” tends to be “sit­ting in front of the TV watch­ing bas­ket­ball” is only evi­dence of their supe­rior sen­si­bil­i­ties. And so they let their lawn grow long and shaggy, and some­times they glance out the front win­dow and say, “Thank God I’m a Lib­er­tar­ian, and above all this shit.”

To these peo­ple I have but one thing to say: Move to Mongo. (Mongo is a small town in north­ern Indi­ana, but in this usage it’s more rep­re­sen­ta­tive of that out­back town where civ­i­liza­tion is always kept at bay. In the 1980s and ’90s, when the city of Fort Wayne was aggres­sively annex­ing its urban­ized, unin­cor­po­rated neigh­bor­hoods, a knot of whiny indi­vid­u­al­ists could always be counted on to write tire­some let­ters to the edi­tor about the chang­ing city-limits sign. These mis­sives always con­tained some ver­sion of the line, “But Marge and I moved here five years ago to get away from the city,” as though buy­ing a three-bedroom house in a sub­di­vi­sion where vol­un­teer soy­beans still occa­sion­ally sprout in the back yard, close enough to the city lim­its to lengthen one’s com­mute by no more than eight min­utes, gave one an eter­nal claim to some sort of “coun­try” life. A col­league and I came up with “Move to Mongo” as a way to say, “If you really want to get away from it all, then get away from it all. And stop com­plain­ing”)

In mat­ters of the lawn, as in so many things, I’m a com­mit­ted mod­er­ate. You will never catch me out there fret­ting over crab­grass and dan­de­lions, but I accept that I live in a neigh­bor­hood, and neigh­bor­hoods only look as good as their crum­mi­est prop­erty, and I promise not to be that prop­erty. I will never be the nicest one, either, but I’ll do my part.

Here in the GP, we find our­selves falling closer to the lib­er­tar­ian end of the spec­trum. Peo­ple here tend their land­scap­ing with the ten­der lov­ing care of a pot­head with hydro­pon­ics. Some peo­ple here sim­ply live to put­ter in the yard. Most of our neigh­bors have auto­matic sprin­kler sys­tems, which go on at 5 a.m. with a loud, sibi­lant hiss, awak­en­ing cer­tain late-staying-up jour­nal­ists in the neigh­bor­hood, not that I am com­plain­ing. But it’s damn hard to keep up with these folks, so I don’t try. “Maintenance-free land­scap­ing” — there’s a Realtor’s phrase to steal my heart. We’ll have to get the mower out this week­end at the very lat­est, or risk becom­ing Those Peo­ple. We’ll hold up our end, keep­ing up, if not with the Jone­ses, than cer­tainly the Smiths.

Whew. This week has been less-than-good, but at least I now have new pre­scrip­tion bot­tles lit­ter­ing the cof­fee table. I’m ask­ing Kate to “bring Mommy her med­ica­tion” so that she’ll have lots of good sto­ries to tell her ther­a­pist. As soon as I can teach her to mix a daiquiri, she’ll be well on her way.

So, blog­gage:

When it comes to col­or­ful, you really can’t beat a col­or­ful lawyer. The DC Madam’s mouth­piece is a case in point:

You do a com­put­er­ized data­base news search for Sib­ley, and what you get is infor­ma­tion on his rep­re­sen­ta­tion of Arthur Van­moor, bet­ter known as the afore­men­tioned “Big Pimp­ing Pappy.”

BPP ran an escort ser­vice in Fort Laud­erdale a few years back. He got busted and deported (he’s Dutch), then sued his clients for hav­ing sex with his employ­ees. Sib­ley was his attor­ney.

It was the same tac­tic Sib­ley is using now to advise Pal­frey: The man­ager of BPP’s escort ser­vice was merely pro­vid­ing “qual­ity time with a qual­ity woman,” Sib­ley told MSNBC’s Tucker Carl­son in an on-camera inter­view in March 2006. Cus­tomers had to sign a receipt say­ing they wouldn’t engage in ille­gal sex­ual activ­ity. If they did, then they broke the law.

Sib­ley sued them for breach of con­tract.

Let’s go to the video­tape:

Carl­son: “You sound like you look down on these men. That they would some­how get the idea that just because you call an escort ser­vice . . . and have a girl in a tube top and a vinyl skirt come over to your hotel room — that some­how they got the idea sex was involved. You sound like you’re unim­pressed with their judg­ment.”

Sib­ley: “Well, Tucker, is that what the girls look like that come to your hotel room?”

Carl­son: “I don’t have girls come to my hotel room who I’m not mar­ried to.”

I don’t know about you, but when I saw that Joan Baez was get­ting some ink ear­lier this week, claim­ing mil­i­tary offi­cials refused to let her per­form for the troops, I had a few ques­tions, includ­ing:

1) Joan Baez is still per­form­ing?
2) Some­one wants her to per­form for them?
3) Peo­ple young enough to be sol­diers? Come on.

Well, it’s more com­pli­cated than that. The invi­ta­tion was extended by famous Hoosier grump John Melly-mel Cougar Mel­len­camp, to “play with him,” sug­gest­ing a role shak­ing a tam­bourine and singing backup on “Small Town,” not croon­ing “Joe Hill” in her own soprano war­ble. Whew. I was fear­ing a come­back tour.

Have a great week­end. Back, and feel­ing bet­ter I hope, next week.

33 responses to
“Lawng Island.”

  1. alex said on May 4th, 2007 at 11:05 am

    It really struck me last week when I started pop­ping the heads off of dan­de­lions. “Hey, wait a minute,” I thought. “These are spring peren­ni­als. What’s this unnat­ural aver­sion I have? Why am I doing this?”

    I’m in a sort of limbo-land between coun­try and sub­ur­bia where the peo­ple who make the most effort in their yards might as well not bother. For one, they sel­dom exer­cise good taste. What’s more, the Chem­Lawn crap they use makes algae grow a foot thick on top of our lake and doesn’t make the lawns look worth a damn any­way because the earth there doesn’t sup­port any­thing besides a car­pet of moss. And moss makes a fine damn lawn that’s also rel­a­tively main­te­nance free.

    Actu­ally, I could be very happy mov­ing to unspoiled Mongo except for hav­ing to put up with its inhab­i­tants, who are as uncul­ti­vated as the land itself.

  2. John said on May 4th, 2007 at 11:13 am

    “Mongo only pawn… in game of life.”

  3. vince said on May 4th, 2007 at 11:42 am

    Sec­ond mow of the sea­son?
    Heck, I just made my sec­ond mow of the week!

    But here in earthy crunchy Port­land I and two of my neigh­bors push around good old fash­ioned non-motorized mow­ers.
    They barely make a sound.
    Plus, the only pol­lu­tion they cre­ate are the clip­pings that go in the com­poster.
    (Fac­toid: gaso­line pow­ered lawn mow­ers put out more pol­lu­tion than most cars.)

    Caveat: it helps that I have a very small lawn. Takes about 20 min­utes to cut.

  4. john c said on May 4th, 2007 at 1:00 pm

    Like our hob­bled host­ess, I am a Grosse Pointe lawn mod­er­ate for the very same rea­sons. Most peo­ple keep their lawns neat. It makes the neigh­bor­hood very pleas­ant. So I’ll do my part. (I also hap­pen to live on a cor­ner lot at off a busy street, which ups the pres­sure. I just bought an edger, for exam­ple.)
    Thought I’d share a funny story along these lines. We moved here from Chicago six years ago. Friends moved at the same time (part of the same move, for my wife’s com­pany), and I can remem­ber sit­ting around the patio with Ken shar­ing beers and jok­ing about how crazy the GPers are about their lawns. (He was a mod­er­ate too, though maybe more begrudg­ing about it than me.) Two years ago they moved back to Chicago. Not long after I talked to Ken, and asked him about their new digs, in a nice Chicago sub­urb. “We love the town, and I can’t believe I’m even say­ing this, but peo­ple around here don’t know how to keep their lawns neat!”

  5. ashley said on May 4th, 2007 at 1:32 pm

    When my self-propelled John Deere died, rather than throw another $150 to fix it, I bought a neu­ton battery-powered mower. Quiet, and per­fect for our size yard. Also has an attach­ment for a string trim­mer.

    I had a reel mower in Idaho, but I like the neu­ton a lot.

  6. Kirk said on May 4th, 2007 at 2:25 pm

    Smith­son­ian did a story sev­eral years ago about lawn care and some people’s obses­sion with it. One expert rated lawns in terms of speed, as in a 5-mph lawn. A 5-mph lawn is one that looks great even when you creep past it at 5 mph. Mine is about a 20-mph lawn.

  7. brian stouder said on May 4th, 2007 at 2:35 pm

    Kirk – I would switch the met­ric to alti­tude.

    My lawn prob­a­bly looks pretty good from, say, tree-top level

  8. Kirk said on May 4th, 2007 at 3:02 pm

    Of course, then you get into the issue of dog­wood vs. sequoia. I just hope that, if I live long enough to retire, I’ll have some­thing bet­ter to do than wor­ry­ing about whether a few blades of grass are hang­ing over the edge of my dri­ve­way.

  9. Dorothy said on May 4th, 2007 at 3:36 pm

    Okay I admit it – I’m sort of bor­der­line nuts about a nice lawn. (We don’t have an edger, Kirk. I do have edger-envy, though.)We had an awful infes­ta­tion of crab grass last year, and this year I’m deter­mined to extin­guish the lit­tle bas­tard seeds before they ger­mi­nate! Twice I’ve put down crab­grass killer/fertilizer combo. And I pull weeds when I see them.

    I blame this on the lawn we had in Cincin­nati. It was a beauty, already well estab­lished and weed free when we bought it in 2002! This crap grow­ing here in the South grows side­ways! Guess it’s good I’m mov­ing so I can attain lawn per­fec­tion again.

    My hus­band said once “There’s noth­ing sex­ier than a woman sit­ting on a rid­ing mower!” He’s kind of sick that way.

  10. brian stouder said on May 4th, 2007 at 3:47 pm

    We don’t have an edger, but we USED to have a lawn-obsessed retired guy right next door. When he moved, he gave me a tool that I use once a year, and in fact used last week­end. It is a sort of straight hoe (braced for Imus jokes); the head is not bent, but in-line with the long wooden han­dle.

    When the ground is the con­sis­tency of dev­ils food cake, as it is every April, you go along with this thing right at the edge of the side­walk or dri­ve­way – in effect “floss­ing”. Takes about 20 min­utes, and then my edges look as good as any of the obsessive/compulsives in our neigh­bor­hood, for the rest of the sum­mer! (‘Course, I might take the weed-whip to the edges two or three times before Hal­loween gets here)

    But my weeds are out of con­trol!

  11. Ricardo said on May 4th, 2007 at 4:19 pm

    I enjoyed one episode of “Prairie Home Com­pan­ion” about a Los Ange­les cou­ple vis­it­ing Lake Woe­be­gone. They showed pic­tures of their lovely gar­den and lawn to every­one and added that their gar­dener did all of the work. “…you would have thought they told the Min­nesotans that some­one chewed their food for them…”.

    I think I am the only one on my block that cuts my own grass. I enjoy my time gar­den­ing. It was so warm here, I cut grass all win­ter this year. Lit­tle by lit­tle, I have been par­ing it down to add plants that need lit­tle or no water­ing. I also like to plant 50 or so sun­flow­ers along the side­walk. Save the seeds from one year to the next.

    I am try­ing to get the mes­sage out: If you believe that ille­gal imi­gra­tion is a prob­lem here, and you don’t do your own gar­den­ing, cook­ing, clean­ing, car washes and/or food pro­duc­tion, then you are the root of that prob­lem.

  12. Kirk said on May 4th, 2007 at 4:27 pm

    I remem­ber my dad hav­ing (and using) one of those edg­ing tools, Brian. Unfor­tu­nately, he didn’t show me how to use it.

  13. Dorothy said on May 4th, 2007 at 4:36 pm

    Ricardo I do all of that myself except for the food pro­duc­tion. I don’t quite know the way around that, how­ever. Does it count if I plant toma­toes and pep­pers every year?

  14. Michael said on May 4th, 2007 at 9:23 pm

    As a ded­i­cated nn​.com nut, an infre­quent con­trib­u­tor to this forum, and the imme­di­ate past National Chair of the Lib­er­tar­ian Party I must thank you for rec­og­niz­ing our mem­bers and their unique per­spec­tive on mat­ters of com­mu­nity har­mony, and self expres­sion. There are prob­a­bly only a few LP types in GP but Mongo is another story entirely!

    I hope Ricardo can get his clos­ing sen­ti­ment down to bumper sticker size. When it’s ready I’ll take 2.

  15. MarkH said on May 5th, 2007 at 8:45 am

    Ha! You peo­ple crack me up. Take heed:

    Out here in Yel­low­stone coun­try, 6000 ft., we rarely make our first cut before May 15. But even this is a bit unusual:

    05/05/07, 6:30AM MDT:28 degrees, 20-40mph NW wind and 2″ of new snow. My lawn can wait till Memo­r­ial day.

  16. nancy said on May 5th, 2007 at 9:08 am

    Michael, thanks for the shout-out. I direct you to Alicublog(although not today), where Roy reg­u­larly tracks the malfea­sance of the so-called “bull­shit Lib­er­tar­ian” fac­tion, grow­ing by the day, it seems.

  17. basset said on May 5th, 2007 at 9:44 am

    def­i­nitely some… inter­est­ing, let’s say… links off that page. like the one where the right-wingers fly over the “Mus­lims of Amer­ica” com­pound, take pic­tures, and argue about what that bas­ket­ball court REALLY is. under­ground bunker? arms stor­age? mis­shapen soc­cer field? It’s a mys­tery.

    http://​gate​sofvi​enna​.blogspot​.com/​2​0​0​6​/​1​2​/​b​i​r​d​s​-​e​y​e​-​v​i​e​w​-​o​f​-​j​a​m​a​a​t​-​u​l​-​f​u​q​r​a.html

  18. Ricardo said on May 5th, 2007 at 1:50 pm

    BTW, I am not his­panic, I just span­ge­lize my post name.

    My own belief is this: You call them ille­gal aliens, I call them Native Amer­i­cans. Take that Michelle Malkin!

  19. brian stouder said on May 5th, 2007 at 2:17 pm

    alicublog strikes me as a con­tin­u­ous (and opaque) inside-joke.

    Oh well – I’ve also (for exam­ple) never had a taste for wine; and blog-based whines leave me flat, too.

    (Pre­sume­ably this points up some major deficit in the refine­ment of my char­ac­ter!)

  20. nancy said on May 5th, 2007 at 8:57 pm

    If you’re not a reg­u­lar reader, Alicublog (and lots of oth­ers) can seem a lit­tle inside. It helps if you occa­sion­ally dip a toe into the other pools on the inter­net that much of this back-and-forth jab­ber­ing relates to. I sim­ply can’t keep up any­more. Alicublog’s niche is call­ing out wingnut­tia, which he does mas­ter­fully. But I wouldn’t read that shit if he didn’t link to it.

    For real inside blog base­ball, though, you have to see The Poor Man. Which is a pity, because some of his Key­board Kom­mando comix are sheer genius.

  21. Unindicted Co-conspirator said on May 5th, 2007 at 9:08 pm

    So Nancy, now we know you don’t watch “King Of The Hill”!
    Hank’s lawn obses­sion would drive you nuts!

  22. basset said on May 5th, 2007 at 11:44 pm

    “King of the Hill”?

    some kind of car­toon, that’s all I know.

    co-conspirator, surely you can come up with a bet­ter def­i­n­i­tion of someone’s place in the world than what silly-ass TV shows they do or don’t watch.

  23. Connie said on May 6th, 2007 at 7:58 am

    My retired neigh­bor lady mows her lawn two or three times a week all sea­son long. Each time in a dif­fer­ent pat­tern. Her lawn reminds me of a major league base­ball field with its pretty pat­terns.

    At our house our goal is to keep it mowed.

  24. michaelj said on May 6th, 2007 at 4:22 pm

    The Grosses don’t have Lib­er­tar­i­ans, since the demise of the Giacalone fam­ily. They have Repub­li­cans in Lib­er­tar­ian cloth­ing that want Fredo to read all your emails.

    Since the res­i­dent doyenne brought this up a few days ago, here‘s an appre­ci­a­tion of the man and the arms dis­guised as a review of the War­ren Zevon book.

    The ref­er­ence to Linda Ron­stadt inter­ested me, since I’ve always held a grudge against her for singing Poor Poor Piti­ful Me. Sorry, but that’s a quin­tes­sen­tially male song. It’s like Joan Baez muti­lat­ing The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down. Com­par­isons with Hem­ing­way are also pretty annoy­ing. I mean, War­ren was a tal­ented writer. Actu­ally, com­par­isons of this guy to any­body are prob­a­bly more odi­ous than most com­par­isons are odi­ous.

  25. Danny said on May 7th, 2007 at 12:41 am

    Baez did The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down? Yikes. I’m hav­ing trou­ble just think­ing about that. Reminds me though, it is time to put The Band back in my CD rota­tion. They should com­pli­ment Lit­tle Feat nicely.

  26. Danny said on May 7th, 2007 at 1:08 am

    Sarkozy, won. Zut alor! Now I can finally stop eat­ing these nasty “free­dom fries” and get back to french fries. Vive la France, vive la rev­o­lu­tion

  27. LA mary said on May 7th, 2007 at 10:50 am

    Sarkozy has been anti-Iraq war since day one, Danny. He’s right in more ways than one.

  28. Danny said on May 7th, 2007 at 11:01 am

    Don’t know much about him, but I sus­pected that. I mean, a con­ser­v­a­tive in Europe is about equal to Nancy Pelosi here. I was mainly mak­ing a joke, not get­ting all euphoric and fran­cophilic.

  29. Danny said on May 7th, 2007 at 11:23 am

    One thing I did read though was that he is against ille­gal immi­gra­tion. I guess he is right in more ways than one.

  30. LA mary said on May 7th, 2007 at 1:36 pm

    I won­der which of their for­mer colonies they want to stop peo­ple com­ing from? It’s worked out so well with Alge­ri­ans there.

  31. ashley said on May 7th, 2007 at 5:51 pm

    …and don’t for­get that Sarky’s par­ents were native Hun­gar­i­ans.

  32. witless chum said on May 8th, 2007 at 12:08 am

    Howdy, came from Roy’s about the Lileks, which I’d get more if I’d ever read a word of Lileks’. Sorry for the late com­ment.

    I’m close to the bas­ket­ball watch­ing guy on my street in Kala­ma­zoo. My thing is, I’ll mow it and I’ll rake it. I won’t do any­thing else. Dan­de­lions are wild flow­ers.

    My neigh­bors across the street spend a major­ity of their wak­ing hours out in there yard, which is addmit­tedly really nice look­ing.

    I’d missed that link from Roy’s above, some­how I didn’t note the fact that the his­tor­i­cally con­fused (he’s got the wrong Ottoman attack on Vienna) Baron was leaflet­ing peo­ple from the air. That’s kind of awe­some, if crazy peo­ple in planes can be awe­some.

  33. NotAnOgre said on May 17th, 2007 at 9:41 am

    Well, thank god for this blog! I’m glad to know I’m not the only one in the world who ISN’T obsessed over the lawn. My neigh­bors try and drive me batty and call the cops/enforcement/etc any­time they can about my yard… and the sad thing is I _DO_ mow it at least once a week. I have hon­estly seen my neigh­bor out­side mow­ing his yard DAILY.. No joke. He’s retired for many years now… but my point is, there’s many other things going on in the world to give a care about besides grass. Very enjoy­able to read, and thanks to every­one shar­ing their views about this!