My Photo

  • I'm a writer, journalist, and the editor of The Gambit, the alt-weekly newspaper in New Orleans.

    Journalism: My work has appeared in The Washington Post, the Los Angeles Times, The Globe & Mail (Canada), The Times- Picayune (New Orleans), The Oregonian, and Willamette Week, as well as in magazines including Details, Vogue, Publishers Weekly, and Portland Monthly.

    Publishing: Tight Shot, my first novel, was nominated for an Edgar Award by the Mystery Writers of America. Its sequel, Hot Shot, was roundly ignored by everyone, but was a far better book. I'm also a member of the National Book Critics Circle.

    Stage: I was a member of the Groundlings and Circle Repertory West in Los Angeles, and am a playwright (see "Stage" in the right-hand rail).

CONTACT

  • View Kevin Allman's profile on LinkedIn

« Nancy Rommelmann in Mediabistro | Main | "Why should we bother rebuilding New Orleans?", part 2 »

November 27, 2007

Comments

Chris

The Trib had put it on Craigslist.

Now that's irony!

metroknow

I have to say that I don't know if either 1) Portland is inordinately filled with hardened crazed thieving criminals who have computers, or 2) people just talk about shady ministers, would-be car thieves, and stolen trailers more, but in any city I've been in I've never heard more fear-mongering over Craigslist. For all of the holier-than-thou attitudes many folks in PDX often have about how much safer/better it is here than anywhere else (never leave the state, or face the consequences), in 5 years of daily (hell, hourly) Craigslist addiction in L.A. I rarely heard about Craigslist being the not-so-secret den of thieves and would-be murderers. Since moving here, I have heard at least 6 stories of the danger of that Craig guy (who, don't you know, is from San Francisco. Which explains everything) and his, evil wicked list. He and his coven are obviously the true Fru-it...of the Dev-eel.

But then again, in larger cities, in my opinion folks are inclined to use a little more common sense when dealing with strangers and money, so maybe that's the difference.

Dunno.

Of course, in L.A. (as here) there were a lot of really stupid things advertised (my favorite being potheads who seem to think cops don't know what 420 wink wink nudge nudge means), but I don't recall hearing so much fearful chatter about it.

Maybe Craig should do an expose on the personal ads in print media like the Stranger or the Mercury, because lord knows prostitution and thievin' doesn't happen there. Think any cars or trucks that are sold in the Penny Saver or the AutoTrader are less than legit? Huh. I wonder.

Bottom line: Maybe the dia-Trib should just grow a pair and rename the article, "P-town: home to thieves, con artists, prostitution," and just get the insult over with.

C'mon local news. Can't we all just get a *real* story?

Ben Waterhouse

Thank goodness hookers, scam artists, fences and other assorted frauds have never advertised in a newspaper's classifieds!

Oh, right. I forgot: http://www.oregonlive.com/fraud_prevention/

Lizzy Caston

I'm an avid CL user. My truck, my guest bedroom mattress, my last two boyfriends (one of whom is still a dear friend), my apartment in Paris, friends in Paris, a terrific 30 euro a night room in an apartment in Barcelona, etc, etc... Also, I probably would have had a lot less sex and and a lot less fodder for a novel I'm working on in the past two years if it wasn't for CL. Have I ever been ripped off? A couple of mediocre dates for sure, but no, CL is no different than the "real" world - you gots to use your street smarts peoples on the internets and elsewheres.

Not to blame any CL victims, for I don't know their specific circumstances, but yes common sense and self responsibility has a lot to do with it.

And my gut tells me that the media hysteria surrounding CL in Portland is about Portland's schizo feelings about urbanism in general and Oregon's cultural divide between urban and rural. I mean, are we a small town Mayberry everyone knows everyone else kind of place, or are we a big city where evil lurks around every corner?

And the media in Portland love a good scare story, y'all know that by now. From feral pitbulls running rampant, to tweaking Meth heads, to child molesters living near schools the CL freakout is the next obvious conclusion for media too lazy to bother to do any real journalism.

Is there a seamy underbelly in Portland? Sure. There is one everywhere. CL just makes it that much more obvious and immediate and makes it harder to sweep into the muddy current of that big river in Portland that so many swim in on a daily basis - Denial.


The comments to this entry are closed.

RECENT ARTICLES

BOOKS


  • Booklist:
    "A worthy successor to Tight Shot, Allman's insider view of the seamier side of Hollywood is not only hip and entertaining but also has something serious to say about our insatiable hunger for tabloid thrills."


    Washington Post:
    "Barbed, breezy and often pretty funny...sharp and entertaining. Allman can be very funny, and Hot Shot complements nicely the less forgiving takes on Los Angeles as the future of us all. "

    ----------


  • EDGAR AWARD NOMINEE
    BEST FIRST NOVEL
    MYSTERY WRITERS OF AMERICA

    Booklist:
    "Allman turns a very sardonic pen loose on Hollywood's glitz-and-glamour crowd in this entertaining first novel... An impressive debut and an almost sure thing for a sequel."

    New Orleans Times-Picayune:
    "Allman clearly knows those of whom he writes. He's got L.A. nailed."

    Publishers Weekly:
    "Snappy debut... Readers will look for a sequel."

STAGE

  • BOO AND THE SHREVEPORT BABY
    A French Quarter convenience-store clerk has a hilariously traumatic encounter with a pair of Shreveport tourists. Part of Native Tongues 3 (Le Chat Noir, New Orleans; 2001; Steppenwolf Theatre, Chicago; 2006).
  • BACKBONES
    An upper-class black caterer finds comeuppance and redemption. Part of Native Tongues 4 (Le Chat Noir, New Orleans; 2005).
  • MY-O-MY
    A recreation of an evening at the notorious New Orleans 1950s female-impersonator nightclub My-O-My (Le Chat Noir, New Orleans; 2005).
  • THE LOVE GIFT
    A lonely man discovers purpose when he intercepts a televangelist's letters from his neighbor's mailbox. Part of the Dramarama New Plays Festival (Contemporary Arts Center, New Orleans; 2004).
  • BABYDADDY
    A black father discovers that no good deed goes unpunished when he helps his white neighbor bail her son out of Orleans Parish Prison. (Le Chat Noir, New Orleans; 2004; Walker Percy Southern Playwrights Festival, Covington; 2007).
  • TWO IN THE BUSH
    An evening of comedies. In The Stud Mule, the world's richest woman arranges to be impregnated by a doltish escort; in Snatching Victory, an earnest college student runs afoul of her lecherous professor and the dour head of a women's-studies department (Le Chat Noir, New Orleans; 2003).

NEW ORLEANS READING

  • Patty Friedmann: <i>A Little Bit Ruined</i>

    Patty Friedmann: A Little Bit Ruined
    One of the first post-Katrina novels, and probably destined to be one of the best. Friedmann's sequel to Eleanor Rushing finds her crazy heroine still holding everything together after the storm (after a fashion), until she has to leave New Orleans and she falls apart physically as well as mentally. Mordantly, morbidly funny.

  • Tom Piazza: <i>Why New Orleans Matters</i>

    Tom Piazza: Why New Orleans Matters
    The best post-Katrina book I've read. In 150 small pages, Piazza explicates the New Orleans experience simply and beautifully. I'll be passing this one on to anyone who wonders "But why would anyone want to live there?".

SUBSCRIBE

  • Add to Technorati Favorites
  • Add to Google
  • BlogBurst.com
  • View Kevin Allman's profile on LinkedIn
Blog powered by Typepad