Now that a basic gist of the agora has been established, the next question is, “where is it located?”. Obviously, the current use of the word ‘agora‘ is analogous. What is trying to be re-discovered or re-presented is the place (or places) in which the exchange of ideas and dialogue takes place. In European cities and towns, this was most-obviously in the town square (plaza, piazza, etc.).
But what about now? What about here? Where is the public square? What and where is the forum or medium of the exchange of goods and ideas?
The agora does not exist-per se as a physical location anymore, but there are a panoply of locations that can qualify as the public square.
But more-concretely, right now, in my lived situation, where is my public square? Where is my forum? That is harder to nail down.
Is it the office? The watercooler?
What if people don’t have an office or a watercooler?
Last week at the event that springboarded this new endeavor, I was at Starbucks. Irony abounds. Public legend says that the ideas for the French Revolution and even the American Revolution took place at cafes. (Moreso in pubs ["public houses"] in the english colonies than cafes.) Indeed, when in italy, i am impressed at how folks just stop by at their local cafe, no only for a shot of espresso, but to BS. Just to talk, to rest, and to chat. I noticed that people kept coming to one particular cafe, rather than going to any-old cafe. There was a sense of being at home, of familiarity, of knowing people, and of being known.
I must admit, I’m something of a coffee snob. Or at least a person who likes the atmosphere of coffee shops (the closest thing we have to cafes in the states.) I don’t really go there for coffee. I really never have. I enjoy coffee (very much thank you), but it’s really the ambiance that i’m after. A chill place, interesting people, indy music, and an atmosphere that promotes both reading and discussion.
I’ve noticed over the years that there are two kinds of people that come to a particular coffee shop. (and perhaps three kinds).
(1) “Gimmee my coffee and let me go on with life” people. These are usually the exact same people at mass (we call them the ‘give me my Jesus and let me go home‘ people) who don’t give a rip as to what the homily is about, nor do they care that they are called to do anything more than do their ‘duty’ and get on with what really matters in life. (whatever that may be). They are usually rude, in a hurry, demanding of their product, and most-often self absorbed in other affairs.
(2) The “residents”. These are the locals who treat a cafe as “their” place. They sit in the same seats; the hold court; they visit with their friends; they BS. These folk are fantastic. They usually are of an intellectual bent, and are fascinated with what’s going on in the world. This is their public square. This is their place to meet and greet. They usually pick a place or two and call it home. They know the baristas by name and can tell you everything about them. And the baristas can usually call them by their first names and know exactly what drink they will order – even before they open their mouths.
There. That’s probably ‘my’ public square, although i don’t go to a single cafe enough to be known. I used to, but not yet anymore. They’ve gone a bit commercialized for me.
But where is the public square for the people i serve? The lavaderia? possibly. The street corner? Maybe. That is an unknown for me – and i need to start finding out.
Because, in the end, once we find out where the public square exists, then the free-exchange of goods and ideas can be leveraged. Identifying the locus of the agora is but a first step. The next is to engage in public dialogue.