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May 15, 2009

The Last WORD


The Fat Lady Sings, Off-Key, Drools

At about this time every year, like the swallows to Capistrano or the buzzards to Hinckley, Ohio, the WORD migrates to its summer musing grounds at the sanitarium —St. Mumbles Home for the Terminally Verbose.

The reason is clear, and never moreso than as this season —the WORD's 13th —peters out.

It's been a fraught year of high palaver and eye-popping transition, both good and not-so-much. An interminable presidential campaign saga finally did end, and in extraordinary and historic fashion. Meanwhile, the bottom and everything that's below the bottom fell out of the economy, with families, homes, entire industries and —of particular interest to WORDsters and the civic-minded —dozens of daily newspapers ("I don't so much mind that newspapers are dying--it's watching them commit suicide that pisses me off." --Molly Ivins). . . all evaporating. What replaces them, from the individual to the institutional to the societal? Are we looking at a future of in-depth Tweeting?

As any newsperson or firehorse knows, it's hard to turn your back on day-to-day catastrophe --we just have to look at the car wreck. But even the most deranged and driven need a rest. As philosopher Lilly Tomlin once observed, "No matter how cynical you become, it's never enough to keep up."

So this morning, as a near-frost hovered over northern Utah, the unmarked van pulled into the driveway and the gentle, soft-spoken men in the white coats rolled the WORD out of bed and into a straitjacket for the usual summer trip to St. Mumbles, where the blathering one will be assigned a hammock and fed soothing, healthy foods --like tapioca, dog biscuits and salmon --while recharging the essential muscles of cynicism, outrage, sarcasm, social engagement and high-mindedness, in preparation for the next edition.
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Opinion: Tour of Logan business gems reveals idealism, care

By Blaine Adams

May 15, 2009 | Logan doesn't have as vibrant a local business scene as other cities. Main Street is in shambles, with businesses closing, and the big-box stores are continually moving into the northern parts of the city, pushing the average commute higher.

But the people behind the local store signs are energetic and passionate. They're dedicated to giving back to the community. And they, above all else, see customers as people, not numbers.

Every business I went into, from Persian Peacock to Greenline Scooters, had customers milling in the store who knew the owners and employees. Every time, the employees were friendly, patient, and above all else—service-oriented. That's all well and good, but expected. What I found that truly separated Logan's local businesses, beyond the care, above the quality, were the brick and mortar—and the personality evident in the stones.

Caffe Ibis is brisk and busy—there was always a lengthy line every time I stepped inside. But the floors are natural stone; the walls are stocked with unique items, and behind the counter lay dozens of syrups, organic products, and desserts. The effect is not to create awe or sterilized beauty, but to breed familiarity, like the shop's a place you can return many times; a place of friends and coffee.

Others were more business-like—Directive's concrete floors and elegantly laid shirts and wrist bands, Greenline Scooter's neat tile and polished bikes. The effect of each store is organic or naturally-arising—there are no mass market surveys to determine the correct color or placement of the high-value items. Instead, the owners and proprietors have placed every bit of their passion into their walls, and the result is a beautiful cacophony of personality.

The owners, too, are individualistic and idealistic and above all, serious men and women, for whom going to work is a work of art and never a chore. Many of the owners I spoke to, after reflection, realized they chose to start their businesses because of something deeper than a way to make money. For many, money may have been a motivating factor, but so was the desire to serve Logan in some way or form. These lofty goals were anything but—and may ultimately prove to help Logan in the long run. There is a place in this city for both local and national stores—and I saw that many of these shops don't even directly compete with the Wal-Marts or Best Buys. They have either unique brands or higher-quality coupled with longer warranties. These aren't merely PR talking points, either.

They're the way these store owners prove they care—by selling an item, and hoping their customers check in, and advising their friends to shop there as well.

In the current economic climate, there's a national push to buy local. Every store owner I spoke with actively gives to local charities. I initially approached this series as a way to discover what these local businesses offered Logan—beyond higher-quality products. I wondered if anyone would notice if they disappeared, leaving another vacant storefront window in our town. The answer is yes. Maybe subtly, maybe slowly, but these shops and stores are not interested in just naked profits or expanding to the entire U.S. They're focused on providing Logan with a dedication and service only available in small towns.

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