Summer Fundraiser 2016, Day Four
This is turning out to be a real hotdog of a fundraiser!
I used to worry when these quarterlies came due. That ancient concern most of us have — i.e., “what-if-we-threw-a-party-and- no-one came?” — would be my anticipatory fret. But over the last few years, a delightful phenomenon has replaced my worry: in the week or so before the fundraiser begins, donations appear early, often accompanied by “hope I didn’t miss it” notes. Somehow or other a few readers had internalized the rhythms of this work-in-progress that is Gates of Vienna; thus their concern that they’d missed something. And the funny thing is, the early birds are never the same people; they vary from quarter to quarter. How wonderful is that?
Your response has been global for a while, but new donors from new places always compel my curiosity. Given the great geographical stretch, I get the opportunity to study new territory every time. Google maps and Wikipedia are my companions as I try to imagine what it’s like to live where you do. The variety of places keeps me busy for at least a month afterward, looking at towns and areas I’d never heard of prior to your donation.
There’s always a mix of old and new. Some readers have been giving to the cause since the first fundraiser back in 2008. Others come by just once or twice and move on. Fortunately, the latter are not as numerous as our old faithfuls. With the advent of the internet, the formation of online “friendships” has altered how I view what that word means. If we didn’t do this every day, I’d probably be out doing some kind of volunteer work — limited due to my energy, yeah, but still some kind of connection that made me feel good about being here. Or Being Here, if that suits better. The polarization of our culture has changed so much, particularly our associations. There is no patch I can find not fraught or burdened with politics. Ugh…
We are so very grateful for your response. We could ask all we want, but if few respond we’d have to rethink the whole process. Fortunately, such a re-evaluation isn’t necessary, since this model seems to be working well.
For us, your donations are testament to the hard work our whole team does, day after day. For people new to Gates of Vienna, it may appear that the fellow whose byline appears on the posts is the only one in charge, but if they stick around they become familiar with the reality that this is a team effort on all levels. Yes, on the stage the Baron is the leader but behind the lights, he is the manager who pulls everyone’s efforts into a congruent flow of information. He loves to build teams of workers who can function without him, who suggest work, then do it and show up with the (mostly) finished product. This also gives him a level of satisfaction he lost when he had to stop painting. Now, for fun, he gets to create images. [At the moment he’s enjoying all the things he can do to Angela Merkel, things that would land him in jail were he in Germany. Scratch that: make it things he would think about but never actually create if he had the karmic misfortune to live in Germany.]
Y’all can’t see the ever-expanding team of volunteers. It’s a changing group, but for the most part, once people show up they tend to stay; the group just gets bigger and fewer people are overworked. Forced into being quiet where they live (and, yes, that means here in the U.S., too), Gates of Vienna becomes their refuge, the place they can apply a lifetime of expertise that they’d had to shove under a bushel basket where they live. This team of volunteers, all equally dedicated to pushing back against the mortal damage that Islam’s incursions into the West have wrought, derives the same deep satisfaction we do in making public their efforts.
Yes, it is the Baron’s job to keep all the plates in the air; that’s what a good leader does. But those plates are usually others’ work and it is his particular joy to simply coordinate what they offer to do — e.g., one person translates a video with the times marked. The B then corrects spelling or grammar and, in turn, passes it (I think this “it” is what he and Vlad term an “SRT file” but don’t ask me what that means) on to Vlad. Vlad fits the words to the screen, adds the group watermark at the end, and posts the finished product to whatever venue will accept our work. With racists like us and Vlad and our volunteers, finding an outlet can be problematic at times. Now if we were ISIS, we’d never have a problem finding a place to put it up. Funny how that works in the smothering politically correct West.
With essays, the Baron edits; he has a very light hand with that, too. Essentially he cares that the grammar, syntax, and spelling are okay. He may shorten run-on sentences (that’s especially the case with online essays. They need changes that, say, magazines or books don’t require). Occasionally, say for a writer whose native language isn’t English, he may polish it a bit, but mostly he just formats things to fit our page and style. Then it’s ready for posting.
Because he knows how to meld others’ work, conflict within the team is quite rare. Occasionally someone decides group work isn’t for them, but for people who have reached the stage in life where they have time to do this kind of work and are concerned with the way the world is going…well, mostly they seem to prefer company along the way. But no one needs to tell you, dear reader, that life on the right side can be a lonely adventure at times.
As I mentioned in my last fund-raising post, I’ll be talking more about politics in these final months in the lead-up to the election. Now that the primaries are over and the candidates winnowed down to a final one from each side, it’s time.