After 300 Issues, The Beachhead Is Still Alive and Kicking
By Jim
Smith
Few Venetians have probably done
anything not of a sexual nature 300 times. Yet here in our lay-back community we
have that most unlikely of projects - the Free Venice Beachhead - celebrating
its 300th issue.
This is probably a record for an all
volunteer publication. When the Beachhead was young, it had lots of company: the
Berkeley Barb, L.A. Free Press, the East Village Other, the Great Speckled Bird,
the Georgia Straight and countless others. Even then, very few were run by a
volunteer collective rather than a private owner. But in those days, everyone
knew what a Collective was. Today, when someone calls and asks for the Editor,
we tell them we don’t have an editor, we are a collective, the response is
usually “what’s a collective,” or “who’s in
charge?” Well actually, that’s the whole point, no one is in charge.
Everyone is equal, in theory. In reality, those who show up for meetings and are
otherwise active have a bigger influence than those who don’t.
Let me take you behind the scenes of a
typical collective meeting. We meet at least four times a month. It can get a
little frantic at the end of the month as the clock ticks toward our reserved
time on the press. But the month begins with a review of the previous paper. We
note all the typos we missed before it went to press. We gripe at the poor
quality printing on some pages. We talk about the big stories we missed, and
crow about the scoops we scored. Since no one’s in charge, no one can be
assigned to cover a particular story, issue or event, unless she or he wants to
cover it. That’s how we sometimes miss a story. Along with not having an
editors, we don’t have any reporters, only
writers.
When articles are submitted by
collective members and others, we read them aloud. This can get a little tedious
if you have read the article before the meeting. But it’s the way it has
always been done on the Beachhead, so we do it. Then we discuss the article and
try to come to a consensus on whether to print it or not. It’s very rare
that someone casts a dreaded veto, as any member of the collective can do, but
it does happen. We never edit someone’s submission, except for obvious
typos. Sometimes we’ll ask the author to cut it by a couple hundred words,
or suggest that something isn’t quite clear and should be rewritten, but
the collective would never do that itself.
The Beachhead got its start in 1968
with the help of the Peace and Freedom Party, but it was never a party organ.
The attitude of P&F leaders, like John Haag, Rick Davidson, Jane Gordon and
others, was to help get a group get going, and turn them loose. That’s how
“the Free Venice organization,” the Venice Survival
Committee,” and other Venice organizations got their start. But it was the
Free Venice Beachhead that lived long and prospered. That is, if you define
“prospering” as being able to come up with the money to print the
next edition. There have been times when the Beachhead did not have the money to
print the next edition, otherwise we would have celebrated the 300th edition a
long time ago.
In the beginning, the
plan was to print twice a month. There was a Dec. 1 and a Dec. 15 edition of the
Beachhead in 1968. After that, the collective realized that it was just too much
to expect volunteers to get out two issues a month when one was hard enough.
That original collective included Dora Bayrack, Virginia Bohannan, Phil
Chamberlin, Rick Davidson, Carol Fondiller, Jane Gordon, Jay Jamieson, Anna
Haag, John Haag, Mary Kerbret, Phil Melnick, Bill Olive, Jerry Wells. Dora was a
senior citizen who contributed a poem in Yiddish. Phil Chamberlin, Rick, Carol,
Jane, Anna and John were community activists and P&F members. Phil Melnick
was a college student, Jay Jamieson was the “Bubble Man” who would
sit on a bench on OFW and unleash huge soap bubbles, and Bill Olive was the
artist who drew the masthead. You can see the original four-page Beachhead at:
<www.freevenice.org/Beachhead/Dec1-1968/Dec1968.html>.
Through
the 70s, the Beachhead carried on with several different collectives seeing it
through the decade. One collective was either so equalitarian, or so paranoid,
that they didn’t list their names on the paper. But by April 1978, the
100th edition, an identifiable group was running the paper. They were: Arnold
Springer, Wendy Reeves, Gerry Goldstein, Chuck Bloomquist, Joan Friedberg, Olga
Palo, Mike Wells, and Nancy
Bennett.
The 80s found the Beachhead in
its prime. It had large collectives and large editions. They even experimented
with an additional color at times. In August 1986, the 200th edition collective
included: Kathy Sullivan, Jim Prickett, Kelly Ball, Carol Fondiller, Diane
Nickerson, Patrick McCartney, Victor Wightman and memphis
slim.
Their biggest coup was to get a
young urban planner, Ruth Galanter, elected to the City Council. The decision
that Ruth run for the position against the pro-development incumbent, Pat
Russell, was reportedly made in Arnold Springer’s back yard at a meeting
of Venice activists. The Beachhead devoted entire issues to blasting Russell and
promoting her Venice opponent.
Galanter won by a large margin in
Venice and carried the district. In the heady days following Galanter’s
victory, memphis slim wrote in the Beachhead about how, “a relatively
obscure woman with the help of her community ousted the entrenched Councilperson
who had professionals and money on her side.” In fact, many Venice
activists felt the millennium had arrived 13 years early (or is it 1,000 years
early?), and retired to their personal lives in order to let Ruth take care of
all the Venice problems. Meanwhile, Young Upcoming Professionals (Yuppies) began
moving into the community.
By the
1990s, a split had developed in our happy land. Many, perhaps a majority of
Venice activists were still content with Galanter, and had reduced their
grassroots activity. Meanwhile, another group which included the new Beachhead
collective, were growing more uncomfortable with the councilmember they had
helped put in office. Concern changed to open hostility when Galanter brokered a
deal that would allow Playa Vista to build on part of the Ballona wetlands,
while preserving other parts. This was the final straw for many, even though
many would acknowledge that Galanter had stopped the worst development schemes
in Venice.
The 250th edition on
July/August 1992 was produced by a collective that included: Kelly Ball, Rex
Frankel, Chip Gatz, Mark Giacomelli, Judith L. Martin, Diane Nickerson-Johnston,
Kathy Sullivan and Random Chance. Under this collective, the paper turned more
and more to national and international issues. George H.W. Bush and, later, Bill
Clinton, were bashed at least as often as Ruth Galanter. More and more time went
by between issues until it finally spurted out in the mid-90s. Rex Frankel begin
publishing a Beachhead look-alike called the Ballona Free
Press.
Just when it looked by the
Beachhead was a goner, a new collective came together in July 2002. It started
with a dinner discussion between John Haag, Carol Fondiller, Yolanda Miranda and
me. We all agreed that the Venice progressive community was dispersed and
disorganized without the Beachhead. One of the reasons we don’t live in
L.A. 90291, or Marina del Rey, North, is the Beachhead. If the Beachhead is
anything, it is a paper that promotes our unique Venice identity.
The response was immediate. We quickly
had enough money for the first issue (our only expense is the printing). We also
had a new, enthusiastic collective of Chuck Bloomquist, Mimi Bogale, Sherry
Chovan, Carol Fondiller, Vessy Minkovski, Yolanda Miranda, Calvin Moss, Jim
Smith, Alice Stek and Suzy Williams (John Haag declined to rejoin the collective
because of poor health). The first new issue was dedicated to Rick Davidson, who
had died while the Beachhead was on hiatus. The 262nd edition that came out four
years ago looked much like any previous Beachhead. We didn’t get color
until the following year, but we did straighten our columns by laying out the
paper on a newfangled computer.
Since
2002, many more Venetians have come and gone on the collective, but the paper
has kept chugging along every month (except for two). Our current collective
includes Fondiller, Miranda, Smith and Stek, plus Karl Abrams, John Davis, C.V.
Beck, Don Geagan, Erica Snowlake and Judith Martin-Straw (who was known as
Judith L. Martin on previous
collectives).
Through the years,
hundreds of people have come and gone as members of the collective. Many more
have helped in other ways, including advertising, distributing door-to-door, and
contributing articles, art and/or poems. If you love our little beach town as
much as we do, then you should consider serving on the Beachhead collective.
It’s a rite of passage in our journey on Spaceship Earth, Cabin
Venice.
Posted: Fri - September 1, 2006 at 08:10 PM