Chip Dodd: scholar, Trekkie and comrade - Modern day Renaissance man beams down knowledge to SCC students
"Meow meow," the instructor calls out from the front of the room as students in that morning's International Political E conomy class chat and laugh together. S tudents who aren't familiar with this instructor are scratching their heads trying to figure out what in the world he's talking about.
Students who have had Chip Dodd as an instructor
before know that "meow meow" means it's
time to wrap up their discussions and settle into
their seats. Class is about to start.
Chip Dodd is as unique of a person as you'll
likely ever find: one part modern day R enaissance
man, one part E agle S cout with a penchant for
Star Trek jokes. How "meow meow" fits in there,
or how it came to mean "quiet down, class is
about to start" is a mystery. But, it's a mystery
that suits Dodd well and may serve as a subtle
reminder that pigeonholing him is next to impossible.
Of course, while categorizing Dodd might
be impossible, understanding how he got that
way is not.
Dodd grew up as the son of an A ir Force officer
just off Highway 50 in E ldorado Hills, Calif. M any
of the town's 2000 residents were aerospace
workers and military families and there is little
doubt that a young Chip Dodd was influenced by
that. N ot surprisingly, from an early age he said
he wanted to be a pilot and an astronaut. But, as
luck would have it, the small town nestled in the
foothills of the S ierra N evada M ountains was also
home to many ranchers, and their influence was
equally felt.
The future geography teacher's intense sense
of curiosity was well-nurtured growing up on
the edge of a subdivision that had thousands
of acres of ranch land, undeveloped wilderness
and streams to explore. I t was a playground calling
for Dodd's childhood to be spent outdoors
exploring.
"When we played, it was either A rmy or S tar
Trek," Dodd says. "On the longer days it was
Star Trek…we'd take off from this cul-de-sac and
we'd try and find out where that creek ran to."
However, it was just a beginning to Dodd's fascination
with seeing where things lead.
By the time he graduated high school in 1982
Dodd was ready to explore the world beyond the
Sierra N evada's.
"My best friend and I decided to go to Europe
right after graduating," Dodd says. "We did the
Eurail thing for two months, and I kinda realized
that there's a whole world out there; that the suburban
California thing is just one little niche in
this whole world of diversity."
He says the experience focused his energy and
made him start taking school more seriously.
Considering that he ended up at UC Berkeley after
transferring from the community college near
his hometown, it was a focus well-aimed.
Right away he set his sights on becoming a policy
wonk or intelligence analyst and studying politics
and R ussian language. His multidisciplinary
approach ultimately led him to major in political
economy. However, as part of his undergrad studies
he took
Geography classes.
"Those were my favorite classes," Dodd says.
"It was kinda where the rubber meets the road
in terms of human interaction with the environment…
how that influences life patterns… cultural
patterns. Then humans try and modify that for
their own purposes, and a lot of times we don't
understand the systems that we're trying to manage
or control. S o that becomes a freak show."
The attraction to understanding that freak
show inspired Dodd to go to grad school for
Geography. He was most interested in water
and energy resource management and worked
to combine that with his passion for political
economy and the R ussian language by writing
his thesis in a way that essentially covered all of
his interests.
His research ultimately led to his work being
published as the 256-page book, "Industrial
Decision-making and High-risk Technology:
Siting N uclear Power Facilities in the USSR ." A nd
while it's not a title that rolls off the tongue or a
subject that most of us would likely understand, it
was exactly the type of thing the US Department
of S tate was interested
in and likely what landed
Dodd an internship.
A fter all, it was
the height of the Cold
War and the government
had a particularly
keen interest in all things nuclear and S oviet. A nd
Dodd knew both.
Unfortunately, Dodd quickly found the work
discouraging. M orale in the field was low, and for
an inquisitive and upbeat mind like his it was a
bit distressing. He was none-the-less on track to
become a contract researcher in a field most of
us associate with Tom Clancy novels. Perfect for
the R ussian speaking E agle S cout from E ldorado
Hills.
As luck would have it though, in between jobs
a friend asked him to substitute teach a class at
Seattle Central Community College. Dodd had
no real interest in teaching, but decided to give
it a shot.
"I partially took the job because I never liked
being in front of large groups," Dodd says. "I hoped it would help me develop some skills and
help me get over some issues I had with public
speaking."
Little did he know at the time, but his entire
career path was about to change.
"Within two or three weeks," Dodd says, "I thought, G eez, I have been on the wrong track,
man. I really like this.
I'd say by the fourth
week of doing that I said, 'I am gonna do
this!' U p until then I had no intention to
teach."
From then on, Dodd was a teacher. Of course,
not one to abandon the pursuit of knowledge, he
is always waist deep in a pile of independent research.
L iterally. I f you've not seen Dodd's office,
imagine an episode of Hoarders, but for intellectuals.
I t looks like a library exploded. He says his
condo isn't much better.
"I have fossils all over the place that I 'm waiting
to clean."
Collecting fossils – as in the preserved remains
of plants and animals from more than 10,000
years ago – are just one of many hobbies that occupy
Dodd's time. A nd like most everything he
takes an interest in, he's pursued it with zeal.
Over the years Dodd has pursued photography
to the point where he is now selling some of his
work commercially, and astronomy to a level that
even led to him
teaching an A stronomy class – somewhat controversial
considering he has no formal background
in the subject. I t was just another interest that
he engrossed himself in to a degree that eclipses
what the average person would ever consider.
Lately he's been planning a summer road trip
to work on his photography. Though really it's
just a continuation of the exploring he's been doing
since he was a child. Sadly, the creek he once
played near is gone. I t's been replaced by a stream
of asphalt to serve the community that has grown
up around it by more than an order of magnitude
- a reality that doesn't sit well with Dodd.
"I hate it when I go back home," Dodd says.
"All these places, the hills I played in, the creek
where we made all these interesting discoveries…
they're all gone."
Luckily he can drive now and there's plenty
more wilderness out there left to be explored.
Only this time he might skip playing A rmy and
Star Trek. But then again this Chip Dodd we're
talking about. S tar Trek may very well still be on
the schedule.
Jim Lovaas - Staff Writer
