Last Friday, I needed to get in touch with Jeff Weiss, the
fellow who launched this blog nearly eight years ago. When I went to his Facebook page, I was shocked to see the caption “Remembering Jeffrey Weiss” . .
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Paging down, I read memorials, farewells, and tearful messages
from friends and family of my ’net colleague. Further down, I found links to
news stories about his death in a car collision near his home west of Atlantic
City, New Jersey on June 17. Jeff’s car was stopped when another vehicle rear-ended it in Egg Harbor Township as he was heading home to Mays Landing, and Jeff was
pronounced dead at the scene.
I had never met him in person, but we had worked together
online for most of the past eight years, and occasionally talked by phone as
well as chatted on live and recorded podcasts. I always assumed I would meet
Jeff someday, but now I know I never will.
In the fall
of 2009 I was going through huge changes: I’d been laid off in early July from
the full-time job I’d held nearly five years, and was trying to secure
unemployment benefits and temp jobs here in Portland while looking for another
full-time position. But I was also launching a side
career as a commercial actor and model at the fairly advanced age of 50.
The preceding five years I had done a lot of stage acting,
from Shakespeare and the ancient Greeks to Tom Stoppard and children’s theater,
but now I had flexible weekdays and could try going after commercial video and
film work, and even print modeling, much of which pays far better, if less
often. I wrote a bit about how that went on this blog two years later.
I think I
answered a Craigslist ad that fall for a (nonpaying) project that Jeff was
trying to start: a blog in which commentators with contrasting political
perspectives offered their opinions on breaking news stories and broader
developments. Jeff would pick the topics and anyone in the pool could choose to
comment on them.
Mostly, he
planned to host it: choose the stories, find graphic links, introduce each
topic, and only occasionally write his own commentaries. I came up with the
blog’s title, “American Currents”: a gentle play on words intended to suggest
various streams of thought as well as “current” in the sense of up to the minute.
Most of the
other writers who signed on were young, inexperienced (unlike me, I doubt any
of them had either published a book or worked as a full-time newspaper
reporter), and they couldn’t keep up the pace. Over the next five months, they mostly
fell silent, and Jeff announced at the end of April 2010 that he was shutting down the blog.
But I kept having
ideas for things I wanted to write about, so we revived American Currents
several weeks later. Posts lengthened from his original three-paragraph
concept, but became far less regular. Though Jeff and a couple of the other
original writers submitted a few pieces in the ensuing months, by the spring of
2011 “Jeff's blog” had become mine by default, because I was generating all the
content. He was content to remain the administrator and pay the service
provider and URL fees.
Over the
next few years, we exchanged emails over the content and character of the blog,
but we didn’t talk much about ourselves. I gathered Jeff had been raised
Catholic in the Atlantic City area, and he graduated from St. Joseph High, a
coed parochial school in Hammonton, NJ -- close to the Pennsylvania border
southeast of Philadelphia. He was employed at various Atlantic City casinos for
a good while, and later worked for AT&T, the Arc of Atlantic County (a
disability services and support organization), and Woodland Community
Association.
As a young
teen, Jeff had been a fan of Ronald Reagan (while the first national election I
could vote in was 1984, and I voted firmly against the President), but he later
grew to regret that. Jeff shifted to the center politically, became a Democrat,
and would eventually work for local campaigns as well as for Hillary Clinton.
He was also
a big fan of pop culture. In the summer of 2011, Jeff teamed with Mark Roberts,
another celebrity and TV watcher, to produce a podcast via BlogTalkRadio called
Pop2Reality. (Jeff was such an avid follower of reality shows that after his
death, “Real Housewives of New Jersey” star Teresa Giudice tweeted a tribute
that called him a “superfan.”)
In the winter
of 2012, Jeff proposed that he and I co-host a companion podcast to Pop2Reality
that would focus on political topics. We launched Pop2Politics on January 30,
2012 with a discussion of the GOP primary candidates; I think at that point
they were Gingrich, Romney, and Santorum, though Jeff mentioned the future President
No. 45 in passing.
We did more
than two dozen Pop2Politics shows that year, on topics from the Catholic Church
versus Obama (Feb. 13), to marijuana legalization (Oct. 8), and of course two
hours of live election night coverage (Nov. 7). Several shows addressed
Hurricane Sandy and its aftermath during that season, since Jeff lived right on
the scene.
I also
appeared on the May 2 Pop2Reality show as a guest to talk about my experience
auditioning and landing a guest appearance on an episode of “Grimm,” the NBC
fantasy series shot here in Portland . . . and at Jeff’s urging, I believe, I
pre-recorded readings of my own writing for the Sept. 30/Oct. 1 show of
Pop2Politics because I had a scheduling conflict on its usual broadcast night.
All these podcasts can be streamed or downloaded for free from the Pop2Reality iTunes page.
I didn’t
talk to Jeff often in the past few years; just posted sporadic blog
commentaries. I wrote about reading Proust, an alleged Islamic bomb threat in Pioneer Courthouse Square (then in my neighborhood, now the place where I go to
work at least once a week for Portland Walking Tours), the 50th anniversary of
the Beatles’ debut on the “Ed Sullivan Show,” and a Portland ballot measure on whether
to fluoridate its water. In the fall of 2011, I wrote a flurry of pieces about Occupy Portland, since I was living close to the eye of that hurricane and
ended up participating in a small way.
Less than a
month after my wife and I had moved to our new home in an apartment on
Portland’s fast-developing South Waterfront, she was knocked down by a cyclist
who ran a red light, and spent two-and-a-half days in the hospital and the
better part of a year in healing and physical therapy.
I wrote
about the sequence of events, including my successful efforts to get video
footage of the incident and coverage on the local news, on this blog. (I’ve
linked to the final in the series of eight commentaries because there are easy
links to all the rest at the bottom of the page.)
Last winter, Jeff wrote me that he wished we had revived
Pop2Politics last year since it had been such a crazy campaign. When he had
worked at the (now closed) Trump Plaza Casino and Hotel, the Tropicana, and
Caesars Atlantic City, Jeff had occasion to attend meetings with the future
forty-fifth Chief Executive, dine with him, and stay as a guest at Mar-a-Lago.
In a private Facebook IM on January 31, he told me: “I’m
completely terrified at what he will do as president.” I asked for his
impression of the newly inaugurated President from his past experiences as an
employee, and Jeff wrote: “Reckless, impulsive, no comprehension of
consequences, a narcissist in the true clinical sense of the word. Everyone was
judged based on loyalty. High ranking executives that didn’t deliver results
remained and were rewarded if he felt they were loyal to him.
“Effective workhorses were let go if they challenged him or even made suggestions he didn’t like. He took unsolicited suggestions as personal insults.” All of this has become old news to the rest of us now.
“Effective workhorses were let go if they challenged him or even made suggestions he didn’t like. He took unsolicited suggestions as personal insults.” All of this has become old news to the rest of us now.
Obviously,
I’m still writing for the blog that started from an idea of Jeff’s, though the
contents have grown steadily more personal: I've written more than once about
my adventures on the Portland Streetcar, working as a guide for Portland Walking Tours, and Carole's recent treatments for breast cancer (the bad side
and the good), as well as political and cultural topics that were more like
what we used to do when Jeff was firmly at the helm.
Since it
has been chugging along just fine, with me posting whenever I felt like it, several
months went by before I discovered its founder is no longer with us.
I was very
sorry to learn of it. And disappointed that now I will never get to meet Jeff
Weiss.
David, I'm so sorry for that painful discovery you made. I really enjoyed reading your tribute to your friend and the history of your connection with him.
ReplyDeleteWhen my first newspaper got a website in the late '90s, I worked with a representative of the company that hosted the site and provided the tools we used. I communicated with him regularly at first and later occasionally, through email and phone, and chatted about non-work topics enough to know that he was a bagpipe player who regularly performed in parades. When I heard he had died, it was the first time I had ever known someone who died who I had only known online. It was really stunning; until then, I think the fact we had never met was irrelevant. But the realization that we would never meet somehow made it relevant.
It's an odd feeling, isn't it? I've had several people die whom I've "known" online -- in the sense that they regularly made comments in newsgroups or listservs I frequented -- but their "voice" just disappeared from my screen, so it was not that different from the feeling one would have if they lost interest and went elsewhere. When you've worked with someone on projects, and heard his or her voice repeatedly as well as seen the text of emails and essays . . . it cuts a little deeper.
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