Cambell and LeMoyne
July 31, 2002
Humboldt Park home video
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|"Fire hydrant flushing allows us to eliminate or expel sediments and other solids that might collect in our mains...This is a bi-annual program. Flushing is done by opening fire hydrants and letting the water rush out."
-Passage from Division of Water and Sewer's "Services" page of Harford County, Maryland's Department of Public Works web page. (Perhaps more surprising than the fact that they have a web page is the fact that the Harford Counnty Department of Public Works has an environmental education program. You gotta wanna meet whoever is behind that. See the web page at www.co.ha.md.us/dpw/ws/)
Cambell and LeMoyne, July 31, 2002
Producers lead the news with footage of the sun setting in a smog-filled sky and radiating the number 104 in burnt-orange figures on the screen. [Anchorman, John] Drury, again at the anchor's desk, noted the record temperarture and warned that "the heat isn't over yet." The cameras skipped to a public swimming pool crammed with dozens of children, then to a street scene of dozens more dancing in the spray of a fire hydrant, one of three thousand...opened that day. The image of young people frolicking in water had already become an emblem for heat wave coverage. It would recur throughout the week, seamlessly woven into video sequences containing shots of dead bodies, exhausted relief workers, city officials, and weather maps to make a surreal mosaic of the steeming city.
|Do The Right Thing
Passage from the screen play, "Do the Right Thing," by Spike Lee (found on the web at "Awesome Scripts and Screenplays" - http://blake.prohosting.com/awsm/script/dotherightthing.txt )
HOT, HOTTER AND HOTTEST MONTAGE
Right now, folks, we're gonna suspend the narrative and show how people are coping with the oppressive heat.
People are taking cold showers.
Sticking faces in ice-cold, water-filled sinks.
Heads stuck in refrigerators.
A wife tells her husband, "Hell no, I'm not cooking. It's too hot. The kitchen is closed."
Men downing six-packs of ice-cold brew.
Faces stuck directly in front of fans.
A young kid cracks an egg on Sal's Cadillac. The moment the egg hits the car hood it starts to cook. The kid looks directly INTO THE CAMERA and smiles, then looks up to see Sal, mad as a motherfucker, chasing after him.
And how can I forget the papers, the newspaper headlines.
New York Post: "A SCORCHER"
CLOSE UP--JOHNNY PUMP
POW! A powerful gush of water flies out RIGHT AT THE CAMERA.
Ahmad has just turned on the johnny pump and the white stream of water flies across the street.
This attracts all the people of the block. It's a chance to cool off and momentarily beat the killer heat...
|Nice Try Though
Despite the efforts of various city authorities, open fire hydrants are not uncommon on hot days in Humboldt Park. Accross the street from my apartment there is a play lot with a fountain designed for kids to play in on hot summer days. It was built partly in the hopes that it would prevent people from opening hydrants on hot days.
|Me and My Neighbors When it comes to my relationship with my neighbors there are probably plenty of things to say. I spend a lot of my time working to get involved and participate in the Chicago art world, it is an all too rare circumstance when these efforts bring me closer to my neighbors. My job, which I seem to need to survive, also takes time that could be spent with my neighbors. In the Summer of 2001 I became a close friend of Michael Martinez, self-appointed neighborhood organizer and gardener. He used to live right down the street, taught me a lot about the neighborhood, and introduced me to a lot my neighbors. Ever since he moved to El Paso I'm struggling to find ways to have direct relationships with my neighbors. Michael told me that when he was young fire fighters from the local station would open hydrants on hot days and supervise the kids as they played in the cooling torrents of water. I miss Michael.|