Got a tweet from the mayor: Minneapolis' 311 program has a smartphone app.
See graffiti? Snap a picture, send it in, alert the Squiggle Expungement Department.
I downloaded it immediately and was impressed: It's a clean, simple, free product that lets you nag City Hall with unparalleled ease.
Because we live in the social era where every single molecule of our existence must be sprayed across the Internet, the app lets other citizens share your concerns, vote for a swift resolution or just "follow" the issue. My life is not yet so achingly empty that I need to follow the question of an intermittently illuminated streetlight, but it's there if you need it.
In cities with less responsive government, such an app would be the civic equivalent of Fantasy Football. You pretend to think they'll fix that pothole, and they e-mail you a picture of a city employee eating a doughnut and flipping you the bird.
Here it's sincere. But the potential for abuse is enormous, and that brings us to the most curious part of the app: neighbors.
They're not actual neighbors in the folks-next-door sense, but people who've signed up to use the reporting service. You get "Civic Points" for complaining or pointing out something that needs to be fixed, and to get you started you're awarded 55 Civic Points just for signing up. The points, as far as I can tell, make the cash value of a Gold Bond trading stamp look like Apple stock, but it's a nice touch.
There aren't too many neighbors yet, and the comments they leave are rather cryptic. "Issue resolved with a Summer season." That was made nine months ago, or last November. Apparently if you complain about the humidity it takes a while to work its way through the bureaucracy.