Month: August 2013

  • The 2013 Totally Biased City Of Albany Election Guid

    August 29, 2013

    The Democratic Primary on September 10 is the real election in the City of Albany while the November election is usually a rubberstamp, here is a guide to the Democratic candidates

    It’s a long article, and I don’t want anybody to teal deer it, so jump to the race you want to know about by clicking on the appropriate line:

    The Mayor: End of the shadow government
    First Ward: Dorcey Applyrs, Andres Rivera and a guy who can’t spell his own name
    Second Ward: Vivian Kornegay, Lester has got to go
    Third Ward: Ron Bailey whether you want him or not
    Fourth Ward: A real Albany cop
    Fifth Ward: Jackie J-C, a truck driver and a druglord
    Sixth Ward: Richard rules, nothing to see here
    Seventh Ward: Cathy Fahey meets Tim Carney
    Eighth Ward: Jack and Lenny, what a choice
    Ninth Ward: Judy Doesschate and a guy named Terrence
    Tenth Ward: Leah Golby and Owuse Anane
    Eleventh Ward: Anton encounters Judd Krasher
    Twelfth, Thirteenth, Fourteenth Ward: A free ride for Uptown
    Fifteenth Ward: Welcome to Commissoville
    President, Treasurer, Auditor: Well, the Treasurer is a contest

    The Mayor

    When outgoing mayor Jerry Jennings announced at the end of May that He was not going to run for a sixth term, Kathy Sheehan instantly lost her hard-earned status as the up and coming reform-minded dissident underdog. Within two days she became the de facto mayor elect endorsed by the Democratic Party. And in the eyes of many, particularly young voters and black voters, she instantly became The Establishment.

    Kathy Sheehan After Receiving The Endorsement Of The Albany County Democratic Committee Kathy Sheehan After Receiving The Endorsement Of The Albany County Democratic Committee

    To those of us who have fought that seemingly unassailable Old Boy establishment for decades and lately have been supporting Ms. Sheehan’s run for mayor, this sudden end to the Jennings Machine seems exceedingly strange and is a bit difficult to get used to. But from what I’ve been seeing, for the average voter in Albany who only thinks about politics around election time, there will merely be a change of heads at the top. As far as most people are concerned, the only significant change is that our next mayor is going to be a woman.

    Ms. Sheehan’s only serious rival in the Democratic Primary that will take place on September 10 is Corey Ellis. You may recall that Mr. Ellis ran a miserable and unconvincing campaign against Jerry Jennings in 2009, yet he still managed to pull in 44 percent of the vote. From the mutters and grumbles that I listened to after that 2009 Primary it seems that the vast majority of that 44 percent vote was not for Mr. Ellis, but against Jerry Jennings.

    To underscore that point, a Sienna College poll taken at the end of this past July put Ms. Sheehan ahead of Mr. Ellis at 54 to 23 percent. That’s quite a drop for a candidate with wide name recognition. Clearly when presented with a strong alternative to Jennings, a large chunk of the electorate is ready to leave both Jerry Jennings and Mr. Ellis behind.

    Corey Ellis After The Endorsement Went To Kathy Sheehan Corey Ellis After The Endorsement Went To Kathy Sheehan

    But one thing I’ve observed from conversations with young people under the age of thirty is that Ms. Sheehan is not seen by them as a political game-changer who has successfully upended the old boy incumbent. Rather many of them see her as just another clueless Baby Boomer. As far as many young voters are concerned the Baby Boomers have to be removed from our government if we want to find solutions to our problems.

    I have to say that I was taken aback by this attitude when I first picked up on it, but I shouldn’t have been. Informed and politically minded youth have been horrified by the sheer magnitude of Baby Boomer Barack Obama’s betrayal of the Bill of Rights and his slavish pandering to corporate parasites. The young put Obama into office with their enthusiastic support, the lesson the young seem to have taken from his betrayal is to not trust promises made by the individuals of Obama’s generation.

    And don’t think for a moment that the attack on the Occupy Albany encampment shortly before Christmas 2011 has been forgotten. The camp was destroyed by the ruling Baby Boomers, Jerry Jennings, NY State governor Andrew Cuomo and ultimately coordinated by the Boomer in the White House. It was the non-Boomers who hesitated to attack, such as police chief Steven Krokoff and District Attorney David Soares, who is still getting flak for his refusal to persecute Occupy with bogus prosecutions.

    Jerry Jennings In June Announcing His Retirement  Jerry Jennings In June Announcing His Retirement

    From what I hear, the prevailing thought among the young is that, like Jerry Jennings and like Barack Obama, the moment Ms. Sheehan gets into the executive position she will become just another monster obsessed with power. Well, I’m here to tell you that not all Baby Boomers are self-hating liars filled with contempt for their neighbors. Most of us are, but a significant minority of us do not fit the stereotype.

    Kathy Sheehan is not a career politician, she entered politics later in her life after a private career because she was tired of the ridiculous mismanagement of the City of Albany by the old kleptocracy. These past four years she has totally reformed the Albany Treasurer’s office into a profitable enterprise without mass layoffs in the department. Her rapid reforms of the Treasurer’s office were her own initiative, they did not come from some Old Boy shadow government chain of command.

    It is precisely Ms. Sheehan’s refusal to obey or even acknowledge that Old Boy chain of command that identifies her as not a typical Baby Boomer. This venerable chain of command, which goes back unbroken to the 1920s, is a shadow government that manipulates the City elected government and despises the Albany voters. As anyone who wants to look can observe, over the years that shadow government has systematically transformed Albany from a vital hub into a bankrupt backwater.

    Historical Marker On South Pearl Street Historical Marker On South Pearl Street

    As of January 1st the 80 year old shadow government will simply disappear from City Hall. Little pieces of it will linger in certain wards, most notably way uptown in the 15th ward which is still completely controlled by the Commissos. But I don’t see another oppressive kleptocracy seizing control of the entire City in the foreseeable future, the potential for such a coup is no longer there.

    One central criticism of Ms. Sheehan has emerged, originating from several directions. There is a suspicion of her background as an executive in a small medical corporation (Intermagnetics in Colonie) that her administrative skills, which were so successful in a corporation, will be disastrous when applied to City government. At least, that appears to be the thought, I don‘t hear it expressed that clearly. Mostly I hear something more like, “She worked for a corporation, she must be bad.”

    I have two things to say to that. First, the political success of corporations these last thirty years has been due to their ability to capture resources and exploit talented persons such as Ms. Sheehan. But corporations are doomed to failure because they are merely money collecting operations, for example the corporation Ms. Sheehan worked so hard to revive was simply eaten by a bigger corporation. Ms. Sheehan has been careful to say nothing about that one way or the other, but I would guess it was disappointing for her to see all her work destroyed like that.

    Magnetic Coil (Right) For Medical Imaging Made By Intermagnetics Magnetic Coil (Right) For Medical Imaging Made By Intermagnetics

    The vast majority of administrative talent among the Baby Boomers has mostly gone to the corporations, that is where the career advancements and good salaries have been. Government hasn’t been attracting the talent, that’s for sure. Certainly not Albany. Here we have with Kathy Sheehan some of that top talent that’s been wasted on enriching corporations. Instead, why don’t we let some of that administrative talent reform our elected government.

    Second, from what I’ve seen and heard Kathy Sheehan is deeply concerned about the stagnant disordered condition of the City of Albany, and she feels that if she has the ability to put it right then she has an obligation to try to do so. That’s why she’s running for mayor. That is certainly not the thinking of a career politician, that’s more in line with the attitude of neighborhood activists I’ve known. And yes, as hard as it might be for some people to believe, she is a Baby Boomer who cares about more than just herself.

    But please understand that all this praise does not mean that I think that Mayor Kathy Sheehan will be making all the right decisions all the time. I for one will be cutting her a lot of slack as she gets accustomed to her new job, but only to a point. If she shows any signs of ignoring the will of the voters then as far as I’m concerned the honeymoon will be over big time.

    One detail emerged back in July that is filling me with alarm. From several candidate forums it became clear that neither Ms. Sheehan nor Mr. Ellis are opposed to burning Albany’s garbage. Seriously. They both appear to consider incinerating waste, thus turning recyclable materials into air pollution and generating unusable toxic ash that will probably be dumped onto the Pine Bush, is a viable option to consider for Albany’s future.

    On Top Of The Rapp Road Dump On Top Of The Rapp Road Dump

    I know Ms. Sheehan looks at the garbage issue primarily as a money matter, perhaps she is thinking that if burning garbage is most cost effective for the City than it ought to be considered. I can tell you that if the coming Sheehan administration wants to incinerate all those recyclables that I now so carefully separate then I will be totally on the warpath. And I will not be fighting alone.

    One more thing about incineration. Earlier this year I cornered Ms. Sheehan and asked her about the latest incineration plant proposal for the Hudson riverfront (which is currently supposed to be sited on the Rensselaer side across from the South End.) I asked her about the possibility that the Rapp Road “Landfill” in the Pine Bush will be mined to feed this incinerator. After all, state-of-the-art incinerators cost almost as much as nuke plants and have insatiable appetites, and all that food has to come from somewhere to justify their enormous cost.

    Ms. Sheehan’s reply to what I admit was a leading question was interesting. “I don’t see that happening,” she told me. “Mining the Rapp Road Dump will create more environmental problems than it would solve.” The more I think about that, the more I realize what a precisely specific non-specific answer that was. Whatever Ms. Sheehan’s background, it looks like she has the practiced political skills to be an effective mayor.

    First Ward

    Because of the last census adjustments The Wife and I have been surgically removed from the 1st Ward, which is annoying. I mean, the neighbors across the street from us are still in the 1st. And the neighbors diagonally across our intersection are in the 7th. It is easy to see that the redistricting committee was committed to tearing my neighborhood to little pieces.

    Since this decision to butcher my neighborhood was made long before Jerry Jennings decided to quit, I can only assume that the original idea was to remove two of Dominick Calsolaro’s biggest supporters from his ward. After closely observing some of the outrageous political machinations after the 2000 census, I am very aware that redistricting in Albany is a very dirty process. So unless proven otherwise, we can assume that the 2010 census redistricting process was designed to divide neighborhoods.

    Dorcey Applyrs And Her "Loving Husband Don" Dorcey Applyrs And Her "Loving Husband Don"

    But as I’ve reported earlier this year, Dominick is retiring at the end of the year and is strongly supporting political newcomer Dorcey Applyrs to take his Common Council seat. Ms. Applyrs has a strong public health background which she has worked to apply to the community, particularly with our youth. Dominick has said that he is confident leaving his seat to her, that is some serious substantial praise.

    Ms. Applyrs puts two items out front, the first is public health, which is the focus of her training and background. Specifically she is calling for "promoting the use of public parks, promoting health and nutrition, organizing ward-wide health events, and supporting SNUG legislation to decrease gun violence." As a legislator she intends to "support initiatives and legislation to improve the overall health status of residents in the First Ward."

    The other main item is actually a logical extension of public health, she favors economic development by promoting local small businesses. Toward this end she says "I will work with businesses to develop strategies to increase and sustain consumer purchasing; assess the economic development needs of residents; promote workforce development; and support legislation that will provide tax incentives for first time homeowners." When you see such specifics laid out on a campaign site then you know the candidate is ready to start working on day one.

    Andres Rivera (With Regina Goodbee) Announces His Candidacy In April Andres Rivera (With Regina Goodbee) Announces His Candidacy In April

    Of course, with a wide open seat, Ms. Applyrs is facing no less than two challengers. The more substantial of the two is a fellow named Andres Rivera Jr, a former addiction counselor who works as part of the staff of longtime Assemblyman Felix Ortiz. Following the lead of Mr. Ortiz, who also appears to be his mentor, Mr. Rivera is also executive director of Somos el Futuro, a lobbying group that promotes the interests of Puerto Rican and Hispanic interests in the state.

    Mr. Rivera came to Albany in 2005 from The Bronx, currently he lives on Corlear Street not far from Second Avenue. It is certainly good to see a representative of the up and coming Hispanic community vying for office, even though that community has not yet demonstrated a substantial presence in City elections so far. That will change in coming years, particularly in the South End where we are seeing more Hispanic people who are taking advantage of the housing opportunities here to settle.

    From his associations I’m seeing that Mr. Rivera was probably recruited to run by Jerry Jennings before His Majesty made His decision at the end of May to not run for reelection. To lose a powerful sponsor like that is a blow that does not seem to have deterred Mr. Rivera. On the other hand, having sought out Jennings as a sponsor calls into question his ability to fairly represent the constituents of the First Ward.

    Albany Observer reported by tweet that Mr. Rivera was caught collecting signatures for his qualifying petitions several days early. Assuming that’s true, this is a very bad demonstration of his personal integrity. As a legislative aide Mr. Rivera knows better, for him collecting signatures early would not be an error but would be a deliberate flouting of the law.

    Scott Mannarino Scott Mannarino

    The third candidate is Jennings’ choice from four years ago, the laughable Scott Mannarino, whose qualifying petitions this year were originally tossed out because, among other things, he spelled his own name wrong. But Mannarino hired a lawyer who somehow persuaded a judge to force the board of elections to accept those sad petitions. His lawyer was none other than the notorious drunken wife-beater and virulent anti-voting activist John Sweeney, who BTW used to be a Republican congressman. All I can say is Mannarino will be known by the people with whom he associates.

    Oh BTW, Andres Rivera is the candidate endorsed by the completely out of touch 1st Ward Democratic Committee, the same committee run by Ward leader Regina Goodbee that endorsed Mannarino in 2009. As far as I know, Ms. Applyrs and Mr. Calsolaro didn’t even ask the Committee for an endorsement. Why bother and who cares anymore?

    Second Ward

    The Wife and I now reside in the 2nd Ward, which is represented on the Common Council by the notorious Jennings minion and all-round embarrassment Lester Freeman. He is being challenged by Vivian Kornegay, who is one of the founders (along with Willie White) of the South End advocacy organization AVillage, and is also deeply involved with the SNUG anti-violence program.

    First, let’s talk about the incumbent. Lester Freeman does not believe that the City government should provide services in return for our taxes. During his four years on the Council, he has called for the closure of the Albany Public Library system including the closure of Howe Library, opposed a resolution supporting a restriction on the sale of automatic weapon magazines, and earlier this year vehemently opposed a measure demanding that the Albany Convention Authority pay the City some half a million in back taxes that it has neglected to pay.

    Lester Freeman Talks While Carolyn McLaughlin Listens Lester Freeman Talks While Carolyn McLaughlin Listens

    And Lester does not like public community centers in his Ward. Most notoriously, Lester’s greatest accomplishment during his four years in office has been to help force the closure of Bathhouse #2, the South End’s venerable indoor swimming pool. It is no exaggeration to say that Jennings could not have pulled off this closure without Lester. It was because of Lester that the Common Council was one vote short of overriding His Majesty’s veto of funding the bathhouse. Thanks a lot Lester.

    Lester Freeman shamelessly panders to power. Apparently this is because he has grandiose visions of a shining career in politics. Witness his 2011 run for Albany County legislature and his insistence that he could serve both bodies at the same time with no conflict of interest. And let’s not forget his short but splashy pretend run for US Congress, during which he declared himself to be a “conservative,” whatever that is.

    I’m told that Lester has the highest absentee rate on the Common Council. Indeed, early on I discovered for myself that during moments of crisis he disappears, he can’t be contacted by phone, email or even by banging on his door. This is one Common Council member who is never there for his constituents, apparently because he doesn’t give a damn about the problems of the South End.

    Vivian Kornegay (With Carolyn McLaughlin And Willie White) Announces Her Run In Front Of The  Ruins Of Bathhouse #2 Vivian Kornegay (With Carolyn McLaughlin And Willie White) Announces Her Run In Front Of The
    Ruins Of Bathhouse #2

    Vivian Kornegay is soft spoken, she doesn’t have a voice for stump speeches and you often have to listen carefully to catch her words. However, she is the kind of person that you find yourself wanting to catch all the words. The more you listen to this 52 year old woman the more you realize that she’s on top of the community issues and has a good idea what needs to be done about them.

    Shortly after Ms. Kornegay announced her run for the Common Council in April, The Wife and I invited her to our house for a chat. We only had an hour together so we couldn’t go into too much detail. But both of us were impressed not just with her general grasp of the issues but with the firmness of her convictions.

    As an outreach coordinator for SNUG, her job has been to knock on doors and coax people into coming out of their houses immediately following a violent incident in their neighborhood. The purpose of doing this, which has proven amazingly effective both here and in big Cities like Chicago, is to encourage people to overcome the fear and isolation that allows criminals to thrive on the streets. But encouraging people to come outside also makes the politicians feel threatened, which is why they don’t really like SNUG and keep trying to defund the organization.

    That was our main impression, that her work with SNUG and with AVillage has been all about organizing community members to confront the issues and confront the policymakers. And this, she told us, is why she is looking to hold elected office, so she can do this sort of work more effectively.

    Sure, we hear career politicians talk that talk all the time but from them it’s just talk, community involvement is the last thing they want to see. But Ms. Kornegay is not a politician, nor is she looking for a powerful political sponsor. She is someone who is coming into politics late in life because she wants to fix problems in her community, just like Dominick Calsolaro and Kathy Sheehan did.

    Vivian Kornegay In Front Of Bathhouse #2 Vivian Kornegay In Front Of Bathhouse #2

    The downside to Ms. Kornegay, a big problem, is that even though she has worked for many years on social issues in the South End she currently does not live in the 2nd Ward. When I asked her about this, to my amazement she told me that she doesn’t see that as a problem. By law, she told me, “I have until January to find a place to reside in the district.”

    That’s the sort of thing you hear from someone who has never run for office. Although she has gotten a lot of help and support, including an enthusiastic endorsement from Common Council President Carolyn McLaughlin, Ms. Kornegay has been hobbled by her lack of campaigning experience. I think her lack of residency in the Ward has muted some of her expected support, I know I have strong reservations about this matter.

    But much of her support comes from a general desire to pry Lester Freeman out of the Common Council seat. Unlike Lester, Ms. Kornegay has a solid, independent personality and is accustomed to working to solve the problems faced by the citizens of the 2nd Ward. Willie White, who has known her for 35 years, says, “Vivian is someone who does what she says she is going to do.” That alone makes her a much better choice than the incumbent.

    Third Ward

    Ron Bailey is far and away the biggest political force in the 3rd Ward, which covers the north end of downtown and the north side of Central Avenue. He is the Common Council member and the Ward leader and a Democratic Committee member, you could pretty much say that he is the Democratic Party in the 3rd. He got his start in 3rd Ward politics by inheritance, he took over his mother’s Committee seat when she fell ill.

    Mr. Bailey has always been a loyal Party functionary, which means that for the four years that he has been in office he has always followed Jerry Jennings. Back in 2009 when over in my part of town the 1st Ward defied Jennings and the Party to endorse the re-election of Dominick Calsolaro, it was Ron Bailey who was sent to the 1st to oversee a less than proper revote of the endorsement. As a result the official 1st Ward Committee endorsement was switched from the popular two term incumbent to the pathetic Scott Mannarino.

    Ron Bailey Ron Bailey

    This is why the once powerful Democratic Committee has become irrelevant in many parts of the City. But in the 3rd Ward Mr. Bailey is the Committee, and thus he personally controls the electoral resources that are available for the official candidate. That by itself makes it very difficult for a challenger.

    One good thing I will say about Mr. Bailey is that he has worked to connect with the growing Muslim community which is partly in his Ward. Populated along both sides of lower Central Avenue, the Albany Muslims are a hodgepodge of poor and working class folks from countries around the world. The Wife was delighted to see him come out for some of her rallies in support of Yassin Aref and Mohammed Hussein, and he has developed a relationship with the Masjid As-Salam, the storefront mosque on Central Avenue.

    Back in 2009, the 3rd Ward Common Council seat was wide open after being vacated by Corey Ellis, who was running for mayor. Ron Bailey and Lisa Feaster fought for the seat, but Mr. Bailey turned out to have the greater experience at political maneuvering. The big moment was at the end of petitioning in July, when Mr. Bailey pulled a very impressive media coup that left Ms. Feaster dangling.

    In 2009, with two days left to gather signatures, Mr. Bailey announced that someone had smashed a window of his car and stolen his qualifying petitions, and he heavily implied that Ms. Feaster was responsible. The corporate media, which apparently didn’t like Ms. Feaster’s progressive stand on the issues, loudly repeated Mr. Bailey’s baseless accusation. Ms. Feaster responded with a series of incoherent sputters and duhs, which the corporate media easily parlayed into a virtual admission of guilt.

    Lisa Feaster attempted to repeat her run this year, but it seems that Ron Bailey challenged her qualifying petitions and knocked her off the ballot over some minor procedural technicalities. It seems that she still does not know how to find her way around the incumbent. So it looks like four more years of Ron Bailey, I wonder who he will follow when Jennings is gone.

    *UPDATE*

    The Wife pointed out that maybe Lisa Feaster ought to have hired Scott Mannarino’s lawyer John Sweeney. She figures that if that drunken wife-beating Republican could get the board of elections to accept petitions from a guy who can’t even spell his own name then surely he could have gotten Ms. Feaster on the ballot.

    Fourth Ward

    Barbara Smith, the respectable college professor, is stepping down after two terms. This past spring I asked her if she was planning to run for another office. She turned to me with an agitated expression and almost shouted, “No! I’m not going through all that again!” Well, like the rest of us, she’s not getting any younger.

    Ms. Smith has enthusiastically endorsed an Albany police officer, Kelly Kimbrough. I was amazed to learn of the existence of an Albany cop who not only lives in the City of Albany, but lives in Arbor Hill and sends his four kids to the Albany public schools. In addition, as the Community Services Officer for some 11 years he gained the respect of the community, this in a part of town where respect for the police is small to nonexistent.

    Mr. Kimbrough’s approach to public office is a police officer’s, he is concerned with public safety which, to be sure, is major concern for the 4th Ward. In addition to looking to expand after school sports and cultural activities for the kids, he is looking toward “making our streets safer for students to walk to and from school.” He’s been involved with planning National Night Out in Albany, is a vice chair of the Police Athletic League, created a neighborhood watch in the 4th Ward and is a board member of Trinity Alliance.

    Kelly Kimbrough Hugs Barbara Smith Kelly Kimbrough Hugs Barbara Smith

    I have little to argue with there. Ms. Smith has been deeply involved with all sorts of public health and civil rights issues in the 4th and beyond, but she has always approached these things with an academic detachment. Mr. Kimbrough is clearly a down to earth hands dirty kind of guy, concerned with many of the same issues but from a totally different direction. We will probably get to see the effectiveness of his approach.

    Mr. Kimbrough is opposed by Democratic Ward leader Clifton Dixon, who isn’t running much of a campaign. On August 26 he posted a graphic on his Facebook page, “Don’t Quit” with the letters “Do” and “it” emphasized. But a candidate who who even alludes to quitting a few weeks before election day is clearly already lost. Please note the irrelevancy of the Committee in this Ward.

    Fifth Ward

    Jackie Jenkins-Cox is the incumbent for the Common Council seat serving her first term. Like so many City of Albany public office holders she works for a downstate politician, as a director of operations for a State senator. Before that she was a longtime City Hall employee, eventually moving on to the Water Department and a two year term on the school board.

    Jackie Jenkins-Cox Jackie Jenkins-Cox

    Perhaps because she worked in City Hall for so long she has not been confrontational in her role as representative. Rather her emphasis has been with “building relationships and communication with City Hall” and other City departments. Admittedly there is much merit to “educating homeowners” and building bridges, and her personal emphasis has always been on opportunities for the kids and early education.

    A burly guy named Sam Coleman is challenging her, he is a neighborhood activist who is endorsed by the Robert F. Kennedy Club. He’s the president of the the West End Neighborhood Association, involved with the Arbor Hill Development Corporation and is a member of the Democratic Committee. I’m delighted to report that Mr. Coleman is a truck driver, someone who actually works for a living. If I lived in the 5th I’d probably vote for him simply for that reason.

    A third candidate is a former druglord who was given early release from prison, Mark Robinson. Some of us can’t forget the Robinson Family crackhouse on Elizabeth Street, and how the Albany police refused to shut it down, effectively protecting the operation (that is, until neighborhood activists brought in the State.) Robinson has been very visible lately and is a supporter of Corey Ellis for mayor.

    Sixth Ward

    Richard Conti is well-liked by his constituents and is not being challenged in the Primary. That is not to say that he does not have some issues. But as far as his Center Square constituents are concerned, his advocacy for the things that affect them the most, such as the parking permit plan which was finally instituted this year, keep them plenty satisfied with his performance in office.

    Seventh Ward

    Cathy Fahey is going for her third term for Common Council. She is well known in the lively and economically vibrant Delaware neighborhood, regularly connected with the Delaware Neighborhood Association and the Delaware Avenue Merchant’s Association. When there is a special meeting in the neighborhood or a planning or a zoning hearing of any interest to her constituents, she is likely to be right there in front listening carefully.

    Four years ago Ms. Fahey seemed to be hesitant about running again, it seemed she wasn’t sure if she wanted to put in the time required for the job. Of course the Common Council is more than a part time job, particularly in her neighborhood it’s a vocation that eats up evenings and Saturdays with meeting and greeting and meeting again. Personally I couldn’t put up with it night after night, but then I’m quite antisocial.

    Cathy Fahey At The ML King Statue In January (With Pat Fahy) Cathy Fahey At The ML King Statue In January (With Pat Fahy)

    It seems that this time Ms. Fahey is very much into it, perhaps she has grown accustomed to her role as representative. Possibly her day job working for newly elected Assembly member Pat Fahy (no relation!) has energized her enough to believe once again that holding public office can make a difference. In any case her constituents seem very pleased with her visibility and advocacy, that is what counts.

    My only problem with Ms. Fahey is her stubborn insistence on supporting the practice of importing garbage to dump onto the Rapp Road “Landfill” in the Pine Bush. No amount of arguing or explaining will get her to acknowledge that there is something very wrong with that failed business model and that it needs to be reconfigured. After Kathy Sheehan takes over the mayor’s office there will be major changes in Garbage Policy, it will be interesting to see how Ms. Fahey reconfigures her stance.

    Her opponent, Tim Carney, rang my doorbell one day when I was home, even though my house is not in the 7th Ward. He was accompanied by none other than Lester Freeman, who, as soon as I answered the door, realized their error and developed a painful look on his face. But to be fair, it was an easy mistake to make, the 2010 census redistricting committee was careful to divide the street I live on into three different Wards, one of which happens to be the 7th. Mr. Carney gave me campaign literature anyway.

    Mr. Carney seems to be running an old fashioned campaign, heavy on lawn signs and ringing doorbells, probably the only candidate without a Facebook page. About the only clear position from him that I’ve been able to find is a criticism of the incumbent’s financial disclosure form, which is about as interesting to the average voter as last year’s bus schedule. In any case, Mr. Carney has a hard hill to climb if he wants to defeat Ms. Fahey.

    Eighth Ward

    John Rosenzweig is quitting, it’s unlikely that anyone will miss him. Probably his most notable moment was when Albany Community Television (ACT) started following around Council members with a $99 camera and posting the videos. At the next opportunity Rosenzweig angrily introduced a motion to outlaw filming at Common Council meetings, that was quietly shelved in committee before it garnered too much attention. (That was also the beginning of Albany cable TV access, over which the politicians have some control.)

    The 8th Ward is important, in 2009 it produced 1997 votes for the Democratic Primary, more than any other ward. This was originally the home of Jerry Jennings before He became mayor and moved His residence to the City line at the end of New Scotland Avenue. The 8th is also where Kathy Sheehan lives, presumably she will continue to live there after January.

    Jack Flynn and Leonard Ricchiuti Jack Flynn and Leonard Ricchiuti

    Jack Flynn is a deputy Ward leader and of course is endorsed by the Committee. He works as an “election education specialist” at the Albany County Board of Elections, which immediately makes me wonder about conflict of interest. I would be glad to tell you all about him if I could, but other than his associations with the Party there’s nothing that I can find.

    Lenny Ricchiuti, you may recall, is a retired Albany police sergeant who lost a bizarre campaign in 2009 against Carolyn McLaughlin for Common Council president. The biggest criticism he received during that race was that he could count on one hand how many times he’d even set foot in the Council chambers, with fingers to spare. I guess the executive director of Albany PAL has taken that criticism to heart and decided that he ought to get some experience as a member of the Council before he presumes to lead it.

    In short, the Ward with the most Primary voters has some of the least notable Common Council candidates. At least it’s a race and not a virtual appointment. Again, it should be interesting which politician or political boss or corporation the winner of this race decides to follow. I’m guessing that neither will be following the will of the people.

    Ninth Ward

    James Sano had been dropping hints that he might not run again, but there he was petitioning like he was planning to run forever. But exactly three days before the end of the petitioning period I received an email from former school board member Judy Doesschate that Mr. Sano had suddenly announced that he was quitting, and that she needed help to gather signatures, like really fast.

    Why Mr. Sano did this has been a matter of speculation. If he wanted a wide open battle for his seat he should have announced that he would quit before petitioning, if he wanted a successor appointed by the Committee then he should have waited to announce after the petitioning period was closed. One theory was that he was planning to drop out later so that former Albany cop James Miller could be appointed, but Miller lives in the suburbs and probably decided he didn’t want to move to Albany. But who knows.

    Judy Doesschate Outside Her House Judy Doesschate Outside Her House

    Well, somehow Judy Doesschate managed to collect enough signatures in three days to get on the ballot. Of course her petitions were accepted, I’m sure her husband, City Court judge Tom Keefe, sat down and proofread the petitions before she submitted them. Back in the day before Judge Keefe was a judge he was the go-to guy for petitioning law and petitioning procedure for progressive campaigns. It wasn’t likely that he would allow his wife to submit a petition without a signature or a number or whatever.

    Back when she served on the school board, for a while as president, Ms. Doesschate was a fierce defender of public education against degradations by the Jennings administration and the siphoning of tax monies by the so-called “Charter” schools. I’ve known Ms. Doesschate for almost three decades, she has always impressed me as strong willed and independent. A lawyer by profession, she is also a bit of a geek when it comes to policy details, I’ve always known her to be well informed.

    But also a fellow named Terrence Ward managed to gather enough signatures in those three days, so despite the procedural silliness by Mr. Sano we have a race. I see Mr. Ward grew up in Albany, was a school basketball player, and he works for the State legislature. A couple of years ago he and his family were part of a Hearst Times Union series “Healthy Challenge,” where the corporate newspaper follows three families and monitors how well they meet a series of “fitness goals.”

    From His Facebook Page, Terrence Ward With Jerry Jennings From His Facebook Page, Terrence Ward With Jerry Jennings

    That’s about all I can tell you about him. But on Mr. Ward’s Facebook page I see he is heavily supported by Jerry Jennings. Well, as far as I’m concerned, that makes him poisonous.

    Here in the 9th for one more time, probably the last time, we have a Primary contest between a Progressive and a Jennings Minion. Politics in this City used to be simple, you were either one of us or one of them. I wonder what I’m going to write about now that the Old Boy machine era is about to end.

    Tenth Ward

    Probably the number one issue for first term incumbent Leah Golby is pedestrian and bicycle safety. This focus leads directly into planning and public safety issues, and sure enough a quick glance over her Facebook page confirms her deep interest in these subjects. This is particularly relevant to the 10th Ward, which is a mixture of established residential neighborhoods and student ghetto encompassing Pine Hills on both sides of upper Madison Avenue along with parts of Park South, and is undergoing major changes.

    Ms. Golby takes her job seriously, keeping in touch with the neighborhood and working to solve problems. Her downside is that she can be rather cold and standoffish. And as I discovered, she can be quite judgmental of people without taking time to assess the agendas of the persons who are feeding her rumors. Still, if she is available and working for her constituents then that’s all that matters.

    Leah Golby And Owusu Anane Leah Golby And Owusu Anane

    Owuse Anane is a 24 year old University of Albany graduate, and is the vice chair of the NY State Young Democrats of Color. He was born and raised in Brooklyn and his parents are immigrants from Ghana. He admires Corey Ellis, recently saying about the mayoral candidate, “You hear his story and it inspires you do to more.”

    Mr. Anane appears to be articulate and personable. He meets the incumbent on transportation issues, saying things like “Our neighborhood is at the forefront of promoting alternative transportation in this City, and I believe we can go further.” He is much concerned about the vacant housing crisis, calling for “incentives for responsible landlords” and looking for “unorthodox community-based solutions to the problem of abandoned homes.” Unfortunately, he is not very specific about what these solutions might be.

    So we have two candidates, both calling for a “walkable, bikeable community” in the 10th Ward. This is very encouraging. We see the influence of the strong neighborhood associations on the politics of the ward, the politicians are by necessity responsive to the needs and wants of the residents. The bad old dictatorial politics of the 20th century are disappearing, may they never return to our neighborhoods.

    Eleventh Ward

    In 2009 Anton Konev prevailed in a four way race after his main challenger, Luke Gucker, received a well publicized smackdown from Albany County Executive Dan McCoy, who loudly accused Mr. Gucker of being unpatriotic. After that Mr. Konev, a native of Russia who arrived in the United States when he was 15, cruised to a solid win. I’ve been told that Mr. Konev was also helped by the presence of a Russian immigrant community in his Ward.

    Anton Konev Anton Konev

    Mr. Konev has certainly made his presence known on the Common Council. Over the last four years I’ve heard some of his colleagues describe him as grandstanding, looking for attention at any cost, a disruptor, an obstructor, and I’ve even heard them call him crazy. In the past I’ve written that I thought he was quite sane, but I’m forced to admit that he is too much wrapped up in himself… which really is the definition of crazy.

    I’m not overly concerned with his call for prayers to be recited before every Common Council meeting, that’s one of those subtle things that betray a lack of understanding of American values that one expects from televangelists and Republican politicians. I am more bothered by his constant call to reduce the size of the Common Council, thus reducing voter participation. While such a position probably plays well with bigger politicians and power brokers, it seems to indicate that Mr. Konev wants to isolate the government from the people. In other words, he has corporatist tendencies.

    Judd Krasher Judd Krasher

    Judd Krasher is the challenger. He was Leah Golby’s campaign manager for her successful 2009 race, and since then has participated in a number of progressive campaigns. He is a neighborhood activist, a member of the Democratic Committee, and a member of the Albany County Young Democrats. In 2012 the Robert F. Kennedy Democratic Club gave him their Next Generation Progressive of the Year award.

    Mr. Krasher, who is in his mid-twenties, wants to “make Albany a 21st century City.” The way to do this, he tells us, is by renewing the neighborhoods and making them “safe and walkable.” He is concerned with the burden of taxes, but the way to raise revenues is to expand the tax base by attracting new businesses and dealing with the vacant building crisis, not by constantly raising taxes like Jerry Jennings has.

    A couple of interesting details, both candidates work as legislative staffers. And both were redistricted out of the ward, but of course both plan to move back in before January.

    Twelfth, Thirteenth and Fourteenth Wards

    Michael O’Brien, Dan Herring and Joe Igoe are so totally entrenched in these uptown Wards that nobody wants to challenge them. Except that Herring and Igoe are facing challenges in November from Republicans, which is a minor party that I understand is popular in places like Alabama and North Korea. Basically, the Uptown Mafia is intact and these guys are getting a free ride. Again. Wonder who will lead them after January 1st?

    Fifteenth Ward

    Frank Commisso Jr. owes his seat to Dad, who is the boss of the Albany County Legislature and operates a 15th Ward political machine that has always been independent of downtown Albany. No one living in that Ward who is in their right mind is going to challenge that machine, so Mr. Commisso also gets a free ride.

    Frank Commisso Jr. Frank Commisso Jr.

    But as his Dad once told me, “the kid has a mind of his own.” The Wife has been talking to Mr. Commisso Jr. lately, it seems that he understands civil liberties issues and is much concerned about the NSA scandal spying on Americans and the breakdown of the justice system which has become an acute crisis on the federal level. Mr. Commisso is a smart guy and may have learned from his defeat in his recent campaign for the State Legislature. I still say he is a guy to watch.

    Common Council President

    Carolyn McLaughlin seems to have settled into the job, the other Council members treat her with respect and she runs a tight ship. Her challenger is John Marsalais, who most everybody liked when he was City Clerk. I don’t see him mounting a strong challenge, it looks like Ms. Mclaughlin is a shoo-in for reelection.

    Treasurer

    I’ve written about this race back in June, here it is again:

    Darius Shahinfar has yet to hold public office, but has worked in various levels of government in his career. He recently told Metroland that the City needs “a technological overhaul,” and about the City’s financial crisis he said “We can’t tax our way out of it, we can’t just make spending cuts to get out of it. We’ve got to bring in new business.” On the downside he seems enamored of the idea of combining and thus eliminating police departments and school districts, which makes sense to a bookkeeper but these days tends to repel voters who are tired of having local access to services eliminated in the name of cost cutting.

    Gary Domalewicz’ official biography on the Albany County Legislature site is full of startling negatives, sponsoring legislation “imposing residency restrictions,” “approving GPS tracking” “initiated a law requiring fingerprint and background checks” “eliminating parole” ”outlawing body piercing for minors” “mandatory testing” and “requiring price posting.”. This is not to say that a few of these are not useful or necessary restrictions, but I can’t help but notice the dominant tendency toward curtailing rights in his legislative career. I don’t see much building or improvement, just restrictions.

  • The Wife Takes A Walk

    August 7, 2013

    The Wife, otherwise known as Lynne Jackson, carries petitions across New York State by foot on a Journey For Justice to call for a reversal of the bad decision that put Yassin Aref in prison

    This is a very long article so it’s in three parts, jump to the section you want to read:
    Part 1: Why The Wife Walked
    Part 2: The Journey For Justice Day By Day
    Part 3: The Chances For Success

    Part 1 Why The Wife Walked

    The Wife doesn’t want you to forget about Yassin Aref. You may recall that he is a Kurdish refugee who was at one time the Imam of the Masjid As-Salam (Mosque of Peace) which is a storefront at 276 Central Avenue, the main center of worship for the growing Muslim community in Albany. You may also recall that in 2004 while he was the Imam at this mosque Mr. Aref along with a fellow named Mohammed Hossain, who owned a pizza shop nearby at 4 Central Avenue, were arrested and charged with that all-embracing bugaboo called “terrorism” and in 2007 both were sentenced to 15 years in federal prison.

    If you have been following the case you will also recall that absolutely no evidence has ever been presented that either of these men have ever so much as contemplated conducting a “terrorist act” let alone plan to carry out one. Let me repeat that so it sinks in: no evidence whatsoever. During the jury trial, the secret police from the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) told federal Judge Thomas McAvoy, who presided over the trial, that they had “secret evidence” that these two men were involved in terrorist plots, but that evidence could not be presented to the jurors or to the defense because of “national security.”

    Yassin Aref With His Family, Children Alaa, Saheh, Ayah, Azzam And Wife Zuhur During Their First Contact Visit In Marion Illinois, 2011 Yassin Aref With His Family,
    Children Alaa, Sahah, Ayah, Azzam And Wife Zuhur During
    Their First Contact Visit In Marion Illinois, 2011

    It was because of the word of these FBI bureaucrats, presenting hearsay with no corroboration, that these men were sent to prison and separated from their families. This happened in the United States of America in the 21st Century. And we the people, the dumb foolish easily led people, allowed this to happen. It will happen again, and when the National Security Agency (NSA) has collected enough of our personal data, we the foolish people will be the next targets of the FBI lies.

    After repeated requests for documents pertaining to this fantastical “evidence,” the FBI itself earlier this year revealed that early on in it’s “investigation” it made a mistaken identity of Mr. Aref, whom they originally thought was another guy (who may have been a real terrorist) and who is now long deceased. This new evidence strongly indicates that even after realizing that they made a mistake, the FBI bureaucrats went ahead and falsely asserted that Mr. Aref was this other guy, pretending that he committed serious crimes that they called “terrorism.”

    In other words, the FBI bureaucrats in Albany walked into a courtroom and committed perjury, a felony, and no one can call them to account for their crime because they are The Secret Police, and they are above the law.

    The Wife Leads A March For Aref And Hossain, Albany 2009 The Wife Leads A March For Aref And Hossain, Albany 2009

    About two months ago The Wife started talking about this crazy notion in her head. Mr. Aref’s (pro bono) lawyers in Albany have filed a motion based on this new evidence, called a 2255 in legalese, to free Mr. Aref from serving the last five and a half years of his unjust 15 year sentence. In accordance with federal rules, the 2255 motion was to be filed with the judge who presided over the original trial, Thomas McAvoy.

    Judge McAvoy’s office is at the federal courthouse in Binghamton, which is 133 miles southwest of Albany. It seems that The Wife wanted to walk the entire length of Route 7 to Binghamton to deliver the lawsuit. That’s right, walk. With her feet. Nevermind that she had never done anything like that before, she decided that she had good reasons to try. And you know what? She did it, or rather she made it most of the way.

    In January of 2011 The Wife experienced a life changing incident. A Muslim man named Muhammad stabbed her in the chest with a knife, tearing out a chunk of her right breast. Then, while she lay prone, he jabbed her repeatedly in her right armpit. Although she eventually recovered from the incident she still bears the marks of the knife.

    Dr. Muhammad Abu Hena Dr. Muhammad Abu Hena

    The slashing took place at Albany Medical Center. Dr. Muhammad Abu Hena performed a lumpectomy, removing a tumor from her breast, and having discovered that the cancer had begun to move into the first two lymph nodes in her armpit he made the decision, as he told me in the surgery waiting room after the operation, to remove all of the lymph nodes in her armpit, which turned out to be 19 in all. This was a reasonable precaution, once cancer moves into the lymph system it is impossible to eradicate.

    Now, I am a person who does not automatically trust doctors and surgeons in particular, over the years I’ve seen too many medical practitioners who like to generate business for themselves. I spoke with Dr. Hena and looked him over carefully and decided that this was someone that I could trust, I could leave The Wife in his hands and I could be sure his decisions would be the best for her. Believe me, if I’d had any doubts about Dr. Hena I would have raised a vicious stink and demanded that another guy cut up my spouse.

    Later that year another doctor, a standard issue white guy, systematically poisoned her within an inch of her life. After that a doctor from India irradiated her like a turnip headed for the supermarket. All in all 2011 was a lousy year for her. But all this slashing and poisoning and irradiating greatly renewed her faith in Western medicine. After catching breast cancer, a popular disease that affects one in eight women, she found that the system was very much geared to keeping her alive and healthy.

    After Starting Chemotherapy, The Wife Loses Her Waist-Length Hair, March 2011 After Starting Chemotherapy, The Wife Loses Her Waist-Length Hair, March 2011

    This was also the first time in her life that she was forced to confront the fact of her own mortality, at age 59 her time is running out. Here she was wondering what to do with her remaining life, what is important? What can she do to use her time to the greatest advantage?

    I usually support her projects and notions without much fuss, but I have to say that at first I tried to get her to reconsider this idea of all this walking. She clearly did not know what she was getting into, she had never done anything remotely like this. She’s a total wimp. When she stubs her toe she cries like a baby, when she scrapes her knee she’s ready to check into a hospital.

    But she started to give this walking idea serious consideration, and she started talking to experienced long-distance walkers who told her of what the human body is capable and what to expect on the road. Most importantly she started practicing by taking long walks in Albany, for example walking from our house in the South End to Stuyvesant Plaza out in the suburbs and back, about 11 miles. Slowly, reluctantly, I became sorta kinda convinced that she could pull it off, like okay maybe we’ll see. Like that.

    The Wife Coming In Dead Last At A 5K, Lincoln Park 2012 The Wife Coming In Dead Last At A 5K, Lincoln Park 2012

    Immediately she ran into a problem, she had nothing to carry to Binghamton. Federal lawsuits are no longer dead tree instruments that are carried in one’s hands to be delivered, they are now filed electronically like tax forms. Even if she carried a pile of paper all that distance it would have been meaningless, the clerks at the federal building in Binghamton would throw it back in her face and tell her to get lost.

    So she came up with the better idea of carrying a petition to Judge McAvoy, calling for him to right this wrong and free Mr. Aref. In just a few weeks she managed to collect a total of 1715 signatures, both paper and electronic. Most of the paper signatures were collected in Albany, but many of the electronic signatures came from around the country and a few from around the world. Among the electronic signatures I did not spot a single negative or sarcastic comment, the vast majority expressed horror that something like this could happen in the United States.

    As soon as she started asking, all kinds of people offered to help her with her journey. People were amazingly enthusiastic. You see, she had no intention of walking alone and unnoticed, she wanted people to walk with her, she needed someone to drive a support car each day to carry her baggage and take care of her needs, and she needed a place to sleep every night. She spent a solid two weeks making arrangements for the walk, she hardly had time to practice walking or do some work so we could pay some bills.

    Patriot Edward Snowden Patriot Edward Snowden

    Part of this popular enthusiasm came from good timing. Good decent Americans have been appalled by the classified documents revealed by that patriot Edward Snowden, particularly how the National Security Agency (NSA) has been collecting data on American citizens, apparently in anticipation of conducting a war of terror against the American people. Many people have been frustrated by these revelations, what can a patriotic American do to counter this grave threat to our remaining freedom?

    Along comes The Wife who was actually doing something, a symbolic publicity stunt to be sure, but an outrageous non-violent act that brings attention to a specific injustice perpetuated by a broken federal system of justice and educates one and all about the more general assault on our Bill of Rights by an out-of-control secret police. I noted that with her walk she was unintentionally riding the crest of a wave, these issues at the beginning of summer were very much on everyone’s minds. The days when secret bureaucrats and corporatist politicians could simply utter the word “terrorism” and ruin lives are coming to an end, hopefully for good.

    Routes 7 And 30A Near Schoharie NY Routes 7 And 30A Near Schoharie NY

    There was one other thing, the walking. Nobody walks between cities and towns anymore, why kill ten days walking to Binghamton when you can drive there in two and a half hours? As The Wife herself repeatedly put it, “I must be nuts to do this.”

    I think that most people, way in the back of their minds, have this notion that someday for some reason they too will park their cars and go for long walks like our ancestors did routinely. Of course most people will never do something like that, but along comes The Wife. Not only was she Doing Something about creeping corporate fascism, here she was turning the fantasy of hardcore walking into a real event.

    I insisted on driving her along Route 7 to Binghamton so we could both scout out the route and anticipate problems, we made two trips. Back in the 1970s I did good bit of hitchhiking around the country and quite a bit in New York State, anyone who’s ever done that knows that hitching rides long distance involves plenty of walking on the road. I had much advice to give her about how to keep going.

    Route 7 (Red Line, Close To Interstate 88) Albany To Binghamton, 133 Miles Route 7 (Red Line, Close To Interstate 88) Albany To Binghamton, 133 Miles

    My main concern was safety, to stay alert and how not to get run over by a vehicle. I learned that the biggest concern is entering and leaving towns and villages, that is precisely where one is most likely to get run over and killed. In a town one has sidewalks and out in the country there are usually good shoulders to walk on and plenty of visibility, but in those transition areas there are often no clear areas to walk, and the vehicular traffic is often unpredictable because the drivers tend to be impatient. That’s for starters.

    But I hadn’t done any of that kind of walking for like 30 years and I’d forgotten about a few things that could have saved her a lot of problems. In fact I’m still kicking myself for not remembering these details that mean little or nothing unless you are walking down a hot pavement in the middle of hot summer wondering how far is the next town. It was some of these forgotten little details that almost derailed the whole project near the end of her journey.

    Let me give you some of the highlights of her ten day journey, seen from my viewpoint. The Wife kept a daily online journal of her walk, so you can follow her view which she updated faithfully every evening. (Unfortunately the blog is on WordPress which is full of weird glitches particularly when you hit the links, but it makes compelling reading.)

    Part 2 The Journey For Justice Day By Day

    Day 0, Friday July 13

    On the eve of her departure, The Wife and her co-conspirators held a meeting and panel discussion at the next door annex of Masjid As-Salam on Central Avenue. I didn’t count heads but well over a hundred people attended, probably closer to 150. The speakers were attorney Kathy Manley, who is the author of the 2255 motion, Albany Common Council Member Dominick Calsolaro, President of the mosque Shamshad Ahmed, and of course The Wife. Jeanne Finley, who did a great job handling publicity and press releases for The Journey For Justice, acted as MC.

    Outside Masjid As-Salam Outside Masjid As-Salam

    The crowd was a mixture of people from the community and members of the mosque. The majority of seats were occupied by the visitors from the community, and the majority of people standing against the wall or seated in the back of the hall were from the mosque. I’m not sure what that meant if anything, I merely note it. Also the corporate media was in attendance with their content providers and equipment getting in the way.

    The entire crowd was very attentive. Of particular note was the impassioned speech given by Kathy Manley. I hope that someone saved her speech for posterity because it was the most succinct and strongly worded encapsulation of the legal details of the case and the circumstances surrounding it that I’ve heard.

    Presentation Inside Masjid As-Salam Presentation Inside Masjid As-Salam

    Later, two hats were passed around the room, one for contributions to the Project SALAM and the other to help defray The Wife’s expenses on her journey. Both hats returned literally overflowing with cash. Members of the mosque were particularly supportive in this way, and most of the members gladly signed the petitions. It sure looks to me like the carefully constructed political wall of fear and misunderstanding is crumbling into dust here in Albany.

    Afterwards much of the crowd went outside to march a short distance to the Pine Hills Library, which tomorrow morning would be the official start of The Wife’s walk.

    Day 1, Saturday

    The Wife got started late about 10:30 AM, a sizable crowd of about 30 people went along with her for at least part of the way. This included a group of Muslim teenagers, all of whom were immigrants from West Africa, brought along by Democracy Now! producer Hany Massoud and his wife Aysha Hoda. The kids only walked for a few hours because this walk is happening in the middle of Ramadan, the holy month when during the daylight hours a Muslim is expected to not consume any food or water. This makes any strenuous activity rough, I’m amazed these kids walked as far as they did.

    The African Kids, With Aysha Hoda 2nd From Right The African Kids, With Aysha Hoda 2nd From Right

    For the start of this journey she walked west on Route 20 (Western Avenue) about 11 miles to Dunnsville Road, her destination for the day. She had each day meticulously planned and posted online so anyone could find her on the road. No secrets here. Any given day she was sure to be somewhere between points A and B, plus the schedule gave her a clear goal to follow each day.

    The Journey For Justice Officially Begins The Journey For Justice Officially Begins

    Basically it took her two days to leave the suburbs that surround Albany. After reaching her goal for this first day day she stayed at a house in suburban Colonie where her host and hostess threw a party attended by a fair number of local activists, The Wife of course was the guest of honor. But she did not party all night, she was tired enough to get to bed by 10:00.

    Day 2, Sunday

    A number of people joined her, most notably Mr. Fred Childs who presented to her a fabulous retractable walking stick. This she found very useful and was extremely grateful for the gift. Starting late at 8:40 it was already getting hot. But in the next few days it was going to get a whole lot hotter, a record breaking heat wave. That’s July in New York State for you.

    Mr. Fred Childs Mr. Fred Childs

    Most people are at most dimly aware that the roads west from Albany are a long slow climb in elevation. When you’re driving a car it doesn’t matter, but when you walk it’s a major effort, and The Wife appeared to be amazed by the magnitude of this discovery. But what really slowed her down was that some of the people walking with her were overwhelmed by the long hill, it sounds like they were discovering for themselves that what The Wife was doing was a lot more than a tiptoe through the tulips.

    To be fair, some of the eight people walking with her that day included Fatima Hossain, wife of Mr. Aref’s co-defendant Mohammed Hossain, and two of her sons. Again, how anyone fasting for Ramadan could walk in that heat even a short distance is beyond me. While the 2255 motion is not about Mr. Hossain, clearly if the motion for Mr. Aref is successful then the circumstances of the case can be applied directly to Mr. Hossain, who is much older than Mr. Aref and reportedly is in very poor health.

    Mohammed Hossain at His Arrest and Fatima Hossain Mohammed Hossain at His Arrest and Fatima Hossain

    So The Wife didn’t quite reach her goal, the junction of Routes 7 and 30 in Esperance, she stopped three and a half miles short of her goal. You see, she had to stop walking at 2 PM so that she could make a presentation of the Aref case to a group called Peacemakers of Schoharie County. She described them as “an amazing group” and venerable, having been formed back during the War Against Vietnam and still going strong.

    When The Wife first proposed this walk a few people expressed concern that she would be captured by half-human redneck teabaggers somewhere along a deserted stretch of Route 7 and hogtied to the back of a pickup truck never to be heard from again. Or deliberately run over by a drunken dittohead. This shows how much we’ve been taught to fear and hate each other, that so many of us assume that if we dare get out of our cars for even a moment, then the dread Other will use that as an opportunity to kill us.

    The Wife found the opposite on this journey, regular folks that she met were helpful and in fact were delighted that she was undertaking this walk, most having heard about her on the news. And she found that the entire route was absolutely riddled with peace activists. After all this was part of the idea, to bring together people who normally would not meet each other. This is a very powerful thing to do.

    Day 3, Monday

    This was the beginning of the extreme record breaking heat wave, she sure picked a lousy week to walk for hours on a pavement. The air temperature was about 95 degrees fahrenheit, and add about 20 degrees to the pavement itself. So she started walking before 7 AM, but she wished she could have started earlier at dawn.

    The River Known As Schoharie Creek Near Central Bridge In The Morning (Photo Lynne Jackson) The River Known As Schoharie Creek Near Central Bridge In The Morning (Photo Lynne Jackson)

    Still, she made good time. Her designated supporters for the day followed her in the support car and made sure she was cool enough and had plenty of fluids. But by 11:30 the heat was so intense that she was forced to take a siesta. So she called her host from the night before, who brought her back so she could take a midday nap.

    She got going again around 4:30 and arrived in Cobleskill at 8 PM. Despite everything she had made up for lost time and was back on schedule. it was starting to look like she might be able to finish the walk.

    Day 4, Tuesday

    Today she got started in downtown Cobleskill at exactly 5:22 AM, pretty much the crack of dawn. In the morning’s relative cool, walking by herself, she made good time and soon found herself out in picturesque farm country.

    Dawn In Cobleskill Dawn In Cobleskill

    As a surprise I drove down to check her out, I found her around ten minutes to 7. She looked good, and the heat wasn’t too bad. Yet. And the scenery was magnificent. It looked like she was having a grand time walking down the road, I hoped that would continue.

    The support car found her around 8 AM having breakfast in a little burg called Richmondville. Later she was joined by Fred Childs, who made good time as he walked with her. At this point she was enjoying herself “immensely” despite the heat, and she had no trouble making her goal for the day.

    Several other people joined her that day, and she made every one of them put on a safety vest like the road workers wear. Of course she couldn’t force her supporters to practice safety, some of them insisted on walking in the road and some simply did not stay alert to the traffic, but happily nobody got killed. Route 7 is no longer used much for long distance traveling, not since 4-lane Rt. 88 was built up in the hills, which runs parallel to Rt. 7. Almost all vehicular traffic was local, that contributed to overall safety of the walkers.

    She was interviewed by a Binghamton radio station on her phone as she walked along. She got a lot of coverage in the local media both in Albany and Binghamton, and also along the route. She even got some international coverage, for example I spotted a blurb that appeared in the Times of India. But other than Democracy Now! no US national media picked it up. Naturally the corporate media wasn’t allowed to mention it. Of course.

    West Of Cobleskill, 6:50 AM West Of Cobleskill, 6:50 AM

    At the end of the day some of the peace activists spirited her away to Cooperstown, which, as we discovered while preparing the trip, is closely tied to the sizable college town of Oneonta, which lay ahead for The Wife on Route 7. The two towns are about 22 miles apart, they share their economies and such things as newspapers. For most people Cooperstown means baseball, but for the Wife both towns were hotbeds of Quakers, peace activists and anti-fracking advocates.

    In Cooperstown she presented to only about a dozen people in a hot, stuffy church. As usual everyone listened to her with rapt attention, but after she was done and had answered a few questions everyone was glad to get out of the place. Unyielding extreme heat had become the prevailing characteristic of this journey.

    Day 5, Wednesday

    The burning heat continued. Unfortunately The Wife got a late start after lingering over breakfast with her hosts and talking talking talking. Things had been going well up to this point, too well perhaps. Somehow she managed to keep going until about 1PM, but it was rough for her. Not being able to walk through the middle of the day was becoming a big problem.

    This is probably when her blister began to develop. As a rule the Wife is not terribly aware of her body, when she starts to feel physical distress it usually means the problem has become acute. If she had noticed the blister on this day then this would have been the time to deal with it, but she didn’t and it got worse.

    Early in the morning when she was walking by herself, a little dog dashed across the highway and starting following her and barking, probably having never seen a pedestrian before. Worried that the critter would get hit by a car, she told it to go home, but when it didn’t pay any attention she started screaming at it. The poor thing was stunned. It stopped barking and stood by the road watching her walk away. If that little dog is out there I’d like to apologize to it on her behalf, the heat and the stress were starting to take a toll on her.

    The Wife was starting to fall behind her schedule. She isn’t very fast to begin with and because of the intense heat it was impossible for her to slog through the hottest part of the day. A fair crowd joined her for that day, which of course tended to slow her down more. But she was glad to have walking companions.

    Max Calls The Cows Max Calls The Cows

    One of her walking companions was Max Grieshaber, the artist who created the nifty giant banners that always appear at these Muslim Solidarity rallies. Max is a man of many talents which are too numerous to list here, but this day The Wife watched Max regard a small herd of cows critically. He then made a low murmuring sound, and suddenly all the cows obediently (and apparently happily) responded to his call and walked up to greet him, switching their tails and lowing.

    A couple of guys from Philadelphia, Joe Piette and Mike Ehling, arrived in the afternoon when she was having her siesta. The Wife knows them from working with them on another outrageous miscarriage of justice from their locality in which she is very interested. She went out on the road with them again around 5:30 PM. But, she reported to me, as the evening progressed they ran into a big swarm of biting insects and they were forced to quit early at 7:30 to escape being eaten alive.

    Day 6, Thursday

    She got an early start a little after dawn accompanied by the guys from Philadelphia, starting where she left off the day before at a glorified intersection called Cooperstown Junction. The countryside was wonderful to look at, but she was complaining again about bugs biting her more vulnerable spots. The Susquehanna River runs close to Route 7, I guess that spot has a nearby swamp that breeds lots of nasty bugs.

    Heading For Oneonta Heading For Oneonta

    I called her later that morning, as she walked she told me for the first time that she had discovered the blister on her foot and that it was beginning to bother her. Suddenly I had a thought and asked her where it was located. It turned out to be on her right foot, on the right side of her heel.

    Aw jeez I could have slapped myself for forgetting. The Wife, you see, walked exclusively on the left side of the road so as to be facing traffic, that way she could see if an oncoming vehicle is about to swerve toward her and she would be able to take evasive action. I told her to stay alert and always be ready to dive head first to her left, off the road and over the guard rail if there was one. Better to scrape yourself up or bust a bone than to be hit straight on by a car traveling at 70 miles per hour.

    What I forgot to tell her was that unlike a sidewalk, the shoulder that she was walking on was sloped, this is so water will run off the road. The problem is that when you are walking on the shoulder for hours – for days – after a while your right leg feels shorter than your left and your whole body starts to feel uneven. Sure enough where her right heel was pounding against the pavement it was chafing against her shoe, and that chafing was turning serious.

    I told her the one way to avoid problems with the sloped shoulder was to take any opportunity to move off the shoulder and walk on any surface that she could find that was flat or sloped in the other direction. It just so happened that as we talked there was a flat grassy strip running alongside the shoulder that she was walking on, and she moved over to it. Sure enough she reported immediately relief, which I found heartening.

    Finding A Sidewalk Upon Entering Oneonta Finding A Sidewalk Upon Entering Oneonta

    Soon she escaped the bugs and she reported that the countryside was gorgeous. Several more supporters joined her, and she approached Oneonta, which as we had anticipated turned out to be very difficult to enter by foot. As she wrote on her daily blog, “The shoulders narrowed, and deteriorated. We often had to walk between a guard rail and the road, on crumbling asphalt. It is very pedestrian unfriendly.”

    Transportation planners do not bother to connect towns and cities to the countryside so that pedestrians or bicyclists can easily enter or leave the settled areas. One is required to ride in a motorized vehicle. Certainly that’s because almost no one walks such distances anymore, but I’m inclined to think that for the last 60 years or so there has been a deliberate effort to isolate town and country from each other, a consequence of the anti-urban agenda that has been a characteristic political notion of all too many influential people.

    This separation of town and country is one of many subtle things in our present day American society that are keeping people isolated from each other, things that effectively divide most of us into little groups. As many political observers over many years have observed, these divisions between groups make it easy for government to control and manipulate people. So one of the unanticipated consequences of The Wife’s journey down Route 7 was to demonstrate the existence of these subtle barriers constructed around towns and cities, and she was piercing these barriers by walking through them.

    Talking To The Quakers In Oneonta Talking To The Quakers In Oneonta

    Oneonta is a fair sized town that has what looks like a flourishing economy, and it is the largest settlement on the road between Albany and Binghamton. At Noon she gave another presentation, this time to about 15 of the local Quakers. This time there was a lively discussion, most of these folks were unaware of how badly the federal justice system is broken and how decent people are beginning to suffer as a result.

    In the evening she walked as far as a campground on the west side of Oneonta, but again she had to quit early because of all the bugs that were eating her alive. I guess that’s a consequence of walking alongside the Susquehanna River in high summer. That, along with the plain fact that she is one of those people who attract bugs, they have a marked preference for her tender flesh and tasty bodily fluids.

    Day 7, Friday

    The Wife got going early enough at 5:45, she reported that it was a beautiful morning with no bugs. There was some cooling fog which made her concerned about visibility on the road. So she attached one of those blinking red lights for bicycles on the top of her walking stick. That would have made a great photo, The Wife walking through the fog like some exotic wayfarer with a magic lighted staff traversing Middle Earth.

    West Of Oneonta In The Morning (Photos For This Day By Mari) West Of Oneonta In The Morning (Photos For This Day By Mari)

    After the fog lifted and the heat started to settle in she still continued to make good time. Her supporters for that day turned out to be very helpful, they understood that they were there to keep Her on the road and moving. In that way she covered nine miles before Noon, stopping finally at Wells Bridge, which is about 22 miles west of Oneonta.

    But the blister on her foot had gotten a whole lot worse. She consulted several people by phone, and the next thing you know she was sitting in the emergency room at Fox Hospital in Oneonta. This turned out to be her siesta, she spent the bulk of 3 hours napping on an exam table in an air conditioned room, which was fine with her.

    Eventually a doctor named Cade looked at her foot and told her it wasn’t infected like she feared, but it had gotten to the point where it was filling up with blood. He pronounced judgement: stay off it. Try not to do any heavy walking. Uh oh.

    Along Route 7 Along Route 7

    She decided she’d better stop for the day, even though she had fallen quite a bit behind schedule. She still thought that if she gave her foot a rest she might be okay, but as we all soon found out her foot was already fubar for the near future. The events of the next day would prove that decisively.

    If you don’t take care of a blister when it first forms, draining the pus and drying it out, it becomes an open sore that can easily become infected. Again I was kicking myself for not explaining blisters to her, but in my defense I have to say that I’ve never thought much about blisters because I rarely got them, and when I did I took care of them immediately. I forgot about the Wife’s capacity for ignoring her own body.

    In the evening I drove down to Otego to join The Wife at the home of Stu Anderson for the tail end of a dinner party. The house, she told me, was easy to find. It was right in the middle of Otego on Rt. 7 which serves as the main drag of the small but lively town. The yard was decorated with anti-fracking signs and on one side was a rendition on plywood of NY State governor Andrew Cuomo sporting devil’s horns. “You can’t miss it,” she said.

    Anti-Fracking Sign In Otego Anti-Fracking Sign In Otego

    Many of the peace activists that she encountered along Rt. 7 have been diverted from stopping war and waging peace by the issue of fracking, which lately has become a dire issue for many of the locals. Indeed I saw a lot of mostly homemade anti-fracking signs along her route and only a few mostly professionally manufactured pro-fracking signs. In nearby Pennsylvania fracking had been allowed to proceed and here on the New York side of the border I heard a tone of angry desperation at the immanence of the problem.

    Apparently there is a fair amount of natural gas (methane) in the shale under the ground, and a number of hit-and-run speculators have been hot to get at it and make a quick buck. I did not run into a single person down that way, activist or otherwise, who does not fully understand that fracking will pollute their groundwater beyond redemption and will ruin their landscape. Because of the oil operations in North Dakota, our country will continue to have a glut of gas for the foreseeable future. So fracking for gas in New York State is unnecessary, plain and simple.

    So I found the house in Otego with no problem, but when I pulled up the first thing I noticed was all the cars parked in front with kayaks on top. It seems that The Wife’s co-conspirators had a plan to get her off her feet for one day and help her make up for lost time so she could finish her journey in time for the big rally and press conference they had scheduled in Binghamton on Tuesday.

    Day 8, Saturday

    The plan was to put The Wife in her canoe into the Susquehanna River for a nice quiet paddle downstream accompanied by a flotilla of kayaks. I asked if this was cheating, and I was told no, “it’s like walking with her hands.” Oh, okay, whatever. So I drove down from Albany with our boats on top of the car, arriving the night before so we could get an early start.

    At ten to seven five of us put into the river at Wells Bridge, four kayaks and The Wife in her canoe. She was escorted by me, Kathy Manley, Steve Downs and a young woman named Mari who was paddling a kayak for the first time. Mari had walked with The Wife on Thursday when the heat and the blister were starting to drag her down, she reported that Mari was a very energetic and helpful companion on that day.

    I was not impressed with the Susquehanna at first, it seemed a little too narrow and shallow for my taste at that point. But once we got going about a mile the river got deeper, wider and a lot faster, and we kept encountering rapids which I was not used to. I have to say that I greatly underestimated the Susquehanna, and as a result both The Wife and I paid the consequences.

    View Of The Susquehanna River At Bainbridge Where We Paddled, With Deceptively Calm High Water View Of The Susquehanna River At Bainbridge Where We Paddled, With Deceptively Calm High Water

    To make a long story short, we were paddling just fine through and around the rapids as the river got wider and swifter. It was at a bend in the river at what turned out to be the town of Sidney, about 35 miles from Binghamton, that we got in trouble. It was a classic case of a person getting into trouble and the would-be rescuers getting into the same trouble and nearly drowning.

    What happened is that Mari, the paddling neophyte, got caught in a fallen tree in the water at an inside bend of the river. The Wife, not suspecting that the local currents were dangerous, headed toward the tree to rescue Mari and ended up dumped into the water unable to move because of the current. When i heard her scream I unthinkingly (and stupidly) headed in to rescue her and also ended up dumped in the water unable to move. Glad we were both wearing our life vests.

    After surfacing I struggled my way out of the current by moving toward the shore, minus my glasses and my camera. The Wife was very embarrassed that I had to rescue her by pulling her out of the water with my paddle, in fact she was quite ashamed. (If you are interested in a detailed description of “The Incident At Sidney” I wrote a long detailed description of the entire scary and subsequently ridiculous episode here.)

    The Tree At Sidney That Undid Us On The Following Tuesday The Tree At Sidney That Undid Us On The Following Tuesday

    (One thing I will mention is that because I lost my camera I have no pictures of this trip, which is too bad because the scenery was spectacular. But when we returned to Albany on Tuesday I insisted on stopping in Sidney to thank our rescuers, and I took a picture of the tree that had undone us. We looked down into the river wide eyed, due to thunderstorms the water had risen tremendously since Saturday and had become positively deadly.)

    One important detail of this fiasco is that the Wife carried the precious folder full of petitions in the bottom of her canoe, and after she got dumped into the water the folder started to float away downstream! Fortunately Steve Downs managed to rescue the folder, the petitions had gotten wet but were salvageable. Unfortunately The Wife’s beloved canoe had been smashed against the tree by my kayak and could no longer float.

    Petitions Being Sorted Out And Dried Petitions Being Sorted Out And Dried

    After this “Incident At Sidney” Mari had had enough fun in the sun and left for the day. So eventually the four of us got back into our boats, The Wife into the kayak that Mari had been using, and we continued downriver to our planned destination, the little burg Afton. There we were met by The Wife’s host for the evening who was sitting on a rock at our landing spot trying out his new camera on us as we approached at about 3:30. We’d traveled some 25 miles.

    But the Wife was exhausted. It turned out that sitting all curled up with the outsides of her heels scraping against the inside walls of the boat was a very bad thing for her blister. She reported that it was hurting and felt like it would burst, which she was told by several medical people would be a very bad thing. It was now quite apparent that she could not walk anymore and could not complete the last 25 miles of the journey.

    Day 9, Sunday

    So now The Wife needed to recruit a substitute walker, and an excellent stand-in was found immediately. Jack Gilroy is one of the foremost peace activists from the Binghamton area. A man in his late 70s, he is an experienced walker for whom 25 miles over two days was no problem at all.

    As a teenager Mr. Gilroy enlisted in the Navy, but when he heard about the War Against Vietnam he asked for a discharge so he could join the Army and serve his country better, fighting for freedom. But after serving honorably, he came to realize the terrible disconnect between the propaganda that the government and the defense corporations were serving to the American public, and the cold hard realities of what he and the rest of the military were doing on the ground in Vietnam. After completing his service in Nam he went through a period of soul searching and decided that it was his duty to oppose those policies in a firm but nonviolent fashion.

    As a leading member of School of the Americas Watch, the citizen’s organization that monitors and by simply making their presence known threatens and terrifies the perpetrators of endless senseless war, he has been tossed into federal prison more times than he can remember, usually for things like refusing to disperse or for deliberately stepping over a line painted on the pavement. One federal sentence was for six months, and he has endured solitary confinement and other unreasonable punishments despite always being a model prisoner.

    The Shirking Wife Poses With Jack Gilroy (Right, Holding Petitions) And Jim Clune Of Binghamton Who Walked With Him The Shirking Wife Poses With Jack Gilroy (Right, Holding Petitions) And Jim Clune Of Binghamton Who Walked With Him

    Whatever you think of Mr. Gilroy you have to respect him. In his youth he served his country as faithfully as he could, and since then he has routinely put his body on the line to oppose the obvious errors committed by his country, a man of strong principles. He has a good idea of what Yassin Aref is going through, two days of carrying petitions calling for his release was a small thing for Mr. Gilroy.

    Meanwhile The Wife lazed around living it up riding in the support car. She told me that Mr. Gilroy had an impressive way of focusing on his task of walking, he faced forward and marched along not stopping to chat or admire the scenery. In this way he covered 13 miles in 5 hours, which the The Wife, who is slow, plodding and easily distracted, found very inspiring.

    The Wife gave a presentation at a mosque in nearby Johnson City, which by the way is not far from where she grew up. That evening a wish of hers was fulfilled, her hosts for the night served her speedies, which is a kind of shishkabob endemic to the area. Meanwhile, she could barely hobble around.

    Day 10, Monday

    Like I said, Jack Gilroy does not fool around. He started walking at 6:30 AM and finished up in downtown Binghamton before Noon. The heat hardly bothered him and the only service he required while walking was a little water. Meanwhile The Wife lazed about living the high life, which she had suddenly come to appreciate.

    The Wife Gives Another Interview The Wife Gives Another Interview

    Before the walking journey started, The Wife and I drove down to Binghamton twice to find an acceptable walking route into Binghamton. The problem is that about ten miles east of Binghamton Route 7 merges with Interstate 88 which doesn’t allow pedestrians. The best walking route we could find was through a maze of back roads, and even these roads had quite a few treacherous stretches.

    No problem for Mr. Gilroy, he just moved along and didn’t linger anywhere long enough to get nailed by a speeding sedan. But this was what I’ve been talking about, it’s difficult and dangerous to walk a mere ten miles from open countryside to the settled areas of Binghamton. Not only does this carefully constructed road barrier isolate town from country, surely this prevailing “limited access highway” serves as a brake on economic development of the eastern end of the Binghamton area.

    So with a little help from her new friends The Wife’s Journey for Justice was now over. She spent the evening lolling about giving interviews and fussing over the right way to bandage her foot.

    Day 11, Tuesday

    In the morning I drove down to Binghamton bringing Dominick Calsolaro, he’s the Albany Common Council member who back in 2010 sponsored the groundbreaking resolution in Albany calling on the US Justice Department to review the convictions of Muslims who were “preemptively prosecuted” without the due process guaranteed under the Bill of Rights. Dominick has always been strong on defending civil rights, I don’t recall meeting or even hearing of another current elected official who has been willing to risk his or her political reputation to defend American freedom in that way.

    Dominick Calsolaro Waiting By The Sports Stadium On Henry Street Dominick Calsolaro Waiting By The Sports Stadium On Henry Street

    Dominick had also joined The Wife on Wednesday to talk to the Oneonta Quakers as well as having participated in the kickoff events for the walk in Albany. He and I were part of a caravan of Albanians who planned to gather in front of the Federal Building at 15 Henry Street in downtown Binghamton. This secretive public building is where Judge McAvoy holds forth, this is where the petitions were to be delivered.

    We were the first to arrive at the meeting spot on Henry Street next to a sports stadium about a quarter mile from the Federal Building. Eventually the Albany people started arriving, and the local Binghamton peace activists and other local concerned citizens joined us. Early on it even looked like the Albanians were going to outnumber the locals.

    Jack Gilroy Pushes The Blister-Footed Wife, Steve Downs And Yassin Aref March Alongside Jack Gilroy Pushes The Blister-Footed Wife, Steve Downs And Yassin Aref March Alongside

    I got to meet Jack Gilroy and I had a chance to thank him for carrying the load of petitions for my defective spousette. Finally The Wife arrived looking happy and rested despite gimping along on her nasty blister, which true to form she treated like a major life-threatening illness. Someone produced a wheelchair, and we all marched up Henry Street with Mr. Gilroy pushing The Wife in the chair like she was some kind of casualty of the wars.

    In front of 15 Henry Street a small group of about 40 people gathered around a portable podium provided by outspoken peace activist Father Tim Tougher, who had also provided copying and binding services for the petitions at his church before the event. (The petitions were still somewhat damaged from the river.) Steve Downs acted as MC, speeches were made. Of course The Wife was the center of attention, although she quite correctly shared the spotlight with Mr. Gilroy, who characteristically gave a stunning set of remarks condemning the failures and excesses of the American Empire.

    Still Sitting, The Wife Watches Steve Downs MC Still Sitting, The Wife Watches Steve Downs MC

    It’s important to note that Mr. Gilroy’s remarks were quite relevant to the case at hand. It was because the federal government needed “terrorists” to justify their wars against Iraq and Afghanistan that Mr. Aref and Mr. Hossain were perjured into prison. Lacking an enemy Dick Cheney and Barack Obama have had to manufacture scary bogey men, and damn the Bill of Rights in pursuit of global conquest.

    Among the attendees from Albany was Yassin Aref’s 17 year old daughter Ala, and Mohammed Hossain’s wife Fatima with their 7 year old daughter Helema. Ala and Fatima were in Muslim garb, Fatima is conservative and only exposes her eyes to male barbarians such as myself. In addition several other Muslim women were present who wore less conservative dress who covered themselves much more than the average non-Muslim American woman.

    The local corporate media was in full attendance, and as was true of this entire journey their reports were favorable. Even FOX News, both here and in Albany presented tolerably accurate reports to their viewers. It looked to me like the Murdoch-owned affiliates were caught between condemning grassroots “liberals” and condemning the US government. They couldn’t decide who to smear so they were forced to produce relatively straight copy.

    Jack Gilroy Forcefully Condemns The Excesses of The American Empire Jack Gilroy Forcefully Condemns The Excesses of The American Empire

    That was the thing about The Wife’s crazy adventure, it was so out of the ordinary that the media could not afford to ignore it. But as quite a few people have observed, there is a lot of uneasiness about the Aref and Hossain case among media employees as well as regular folks who follow the news. In Albany a surprisingly large number of people are aware that Mr. Aref and Mr. Hossain were perjured into prison, and that the case would interest people 133 miles away in Binghamton shows how much this abortion of justice still resonates.

    Perhaps most importantly for the success of this project is the fact that The Wife has developed the ability to gab about her favorite cause on cue in a personable and compelling manner. The Albany media workers learned a long time ago that they could count on her to produce instant broadcastable content back when she acted as volunteer spokesperson for the environmental organization Save The Pine Bush. Decades of public speaking about sand dunes and karner blue butterflies has prepared her to discuss civil liberties issues in a manner that literally everybody who listens to her finds compelling.

    The security guards and cops who conduct illegal search and seizure inside the doors of the Federal Building came outside to make sure we didn’t move off the sidewalk and come in contact with THEIR steps and THEIR property. (Apparently the federal government no longer belongs to us taxpayers.) I was not the only one who noted the variety of cops that quietly hovered on the outer perimeter of the block, but during the speeches they kept back and behaved themselves.

    The Wife Talks To The Media The Wife Talks To The Media

    So when all the ceremonies and speeches were done and The Wife had chatted up the rapt reporters (and forgotten about the wheelchair that she was supposed to occupy) she gathered together a small contingent which included the daughters of the unjustly perjured men and marched up the steps of the building with the petitions. Naturally the guards created problems, not letting The Wife carry in her walking stick and at first refusing to let the two Muslim girls inside because they didn’t have “proper” photo ID. Seriously, they tried to do that with a 7 year old girl.

    The Wife “stood her ground” and with TV cameras hovering anxiously outside the guards decided they’d better make an exception just this once and let them in. Once inside they found the court clerk and handed her the petitions for Judge McAvoy. It’s likely the smiling woman dumped the petitions directly into a garbage bin, or perhaps she sent them to a special department that copied all the signatories onto a “terrorism” watch list. But now the journey was done, the petitions had been officially received by our dysfunctional paranoid federal government.

    Marching Up The Steps Marching Up The Steps

    Now, when The Wife and her escort were inside the outer doors negotiating with the goons I slipped inside and snapped a quick photo, or tried to. Unfortunately my usual camera was sitting in the mud of the Susquehanna River at Sidney, and this old camera that I was using surprised me by flashing. Oops. The guards all starting hollering at me to stop taking pictures because such things are verboten inside a stronghold of the Reich.

    So I smiled my most idiotic smile and apologized and quickly ducked outside. But a few minutes later this “court officer” (a glorified security guard) came out and demanded that I delete the photograph from my camera. I did not say, like hell I will. Instead I told him politely but firmly that I would do no such thing unless he could present me with a warrant from a judge. The police cannot stop a citizen from photographing a public building nor can they seize a camera without evidence of criminal wrongdoing, and a security guard certainly cannot order anybody to do anything.

    I was right and he was wrong, and it quickly became evident that he knew it. But he persisted with a raft of phony arguments (“I didn’t give you permission to take my picture so you have to delete it.” etc.) Pretty soon cops started encircling the group, slowly moving in even though they clearly didn’t know what was going on. It was starting to look, well, ridiculous in the extreme.

    Halima And Kathy Manley Play With The Wife's Abandoned Wheelchair Halima And Kathy Manley Play With The Wife’s Abandoned Wheelchair

    Joe Lombardo from Albany quickly jumped to my defense and argued at the guy, and as he argued I called to Kathy Manley, and she took over the arguing. Several more people joined the arguing, including The Wife who had by now emerged from the building. By this time the cops had figured out what was going down and had started to back off, but the guy wouldn’t quit.

    So Joe suggested that I take a walk, and he and I strolled back to the sports stadium where I parked my car. I half expected them to follow me with sirens and drawn guns, but of course they didn’t and I escaped intact. I’m sorry to say that due to the flash the photo is absolutely worthless, but here it is because they told me to not put it on the internet.

    Part 3 The Chances For Success

    The purpose of this “Journey For Justice” was to raise popular awareness of a gross failure by the federal justice system and bring people together, but what about the case itself? Would The Wife’s walk have any impact on the judge’s decision? Would that impact be positive or negative or none at all?

    Most people don’t realize that all judges, whether they are duly elected or appointed like Judge Thomas McAvoy was, are politicians like any other public office holder. As such they are subject to the same major restraint on their behavior and actions as any other politician, they are answerable to the public. Any politician who does not consider him or herself accountable to the public is corrupt and is a liability to the community at large, the same holds true for judges.

    Attorney Kathy Manley, who wrote the 2255 motion for Mr. Aref, has repeatedly said that in her experience she considers judge Thomas McAvoy to be a fair minded individual, “one of the better judges” for a lawyer to be in front of. She has been saying that his decision in the Aref and Hussein cases were an aberration, that his decision was tainted by the interference of the FBI with their unconstitutional “secret evidence.” Combining perjury by the secret police with political pressure from the Cheney-Bush White House to produce “terrorists” at any cost forced him to make a bad decision based on no evidence.

    Cops On The Binghamton Courthouse Steps Watch The Press Conference Cops On The Binghamton Courthouse Steps Watch The Press Conference

    Is that true? McAvoy was recommended for his judgeship by one of the most blatantly corrupt politicians of the 20th century, former NY Senator Alphonse D’Amato, and was appointed by that architect of America’s decline, senile Ronald Reagan. Personally I find it hard to believe that a judge with such associations in his background could be fair minded. Rather I would expect him to have no firm concept of an independent judiciary and that he would be politically disposed toward taking orders from politicians bigger than himself.

    The ultimate point of walking these petitions to Binghamton is to make Judge McAvoy aware that he is being watched and monitored by the highest of all authorities, the public. It is also meant to make the judge aware that a large and growing segment of the public understands that his original decision to send these innocent men to prison is a serious error on his part. Unless he is hiding in a basement playing online games day and night, there is no way that he cannot have noted the publicity and the growing awareness of the issues around his bad decision.

    The publicity generated by The Wife provides the judge with an opportunity to save face and repair his original mistake. He can now consider that he was given false information by the FBI, either intentionally by them or unintentionally. The key here is that the information that determined his decision has now been proven to be untrue.

    Cops Up Henry Street Watch Cops Up Henry Street Watch

    But why would a judge in the first place even admit hearsay “secret evidence” into his courtroom that he did not even allow to be shown to the jury or to the defense? It is because of the so-called “Patriot” Act that judicial decisions have effectively been removed from the courtroom and handed over to anonymous government bureaucrats of the secret police. And because of the “Patriot” Act these bureaucrats operate in complete secrecy, wielding ultimate authority over citizen and immigrant alike with no oversight.

    I say that anonymous bureaucrats have no right to judge anyone. That is how judicial decisions are made in North Korea and in the People’s Republic of China. That is how judgements are made inside Exxon-Mobil, Monsanto and Halliburton. This is not how judicial decisions are made in the United States of America.

    Back in 2007 the general public was still captivated by the spectral bugaboo “terrorism” and was willing to disavow American rights and freedom to accommodate the backroom bureaucrats of the FBI. Such captivation depends heavily upon a constant barrage of propaganda by a monolithic corporate media. But since 2007 the internet has provided strong competition to the corporate media, in 2013 the corporate political information filters can no longer bamboozle the majority of Americans.

    Cop Across The Street Watches Cop Across The Street Watches

    In 2007 most people still foolishly regarded the FBI as incorruptible defenders of freedom, Eliot Ness and his associates fighting the forces of pure evil. By 2013 much of the public is now aware of what the FBI really is, a gang of out-of-control secret police who despise the Bill of Rights and are actively working for the imposition of corporate dictatorship upon our nation. More accurate information has caused the shift in public opinion, it is this ability to exchange information on the net that makes The Wife’s walk possible and effective.

    A further point, one that few people have caught onto yet, is that federal judges are quietly disappearing into the cloud of secrecy that is effectively ruining the legitimacy of our federal government. For example, one cannot find a photo of Judge McAvoy anywhere online. Supposedly this is to protect judges from “terrorism,” but the real reason is to anonymize them so that the public cannot hold them personally responsible for their actions.

    It is very possible that Judge Thomas McAvoy will wimp out and whine that the blatantly unconstitutional “Patriot” Act has tied his hands and that he has no choice but to take orders from the perjuring FBI bureaucrats and reject the 2255 motion. Back in 2007 when he admitted secret hearsay evidence into his courtroom, Judge McAvoy was effectively refusing to defend the independent judiciary that is one of the pillars of American democracy, some say the backbone. If he refused to take a stand for judicial independence back then, why would he do so now?

    As a sitting judge his duty is to defend the independence of his court, we can only hope that he has learned to understand that he is personally responsible for his own actions.

    Judge McAvoy is a public figure, and as such his reputation depends upon public perception of his abilities to carry out that public office. It remains to be seen if he has enough self-worth and personal responsibility to render this 2255 motion a fair and just decision. Whether he likes it or not, the judge is being judged. That’s what The Wife’s walk was all about.

    Lynne Jackson, In Front Of 15 Henry Street, Is Pleased With The Success Of Her Walk Lynne Jackson, In Front Of 15 Henry Street, Is Pleased With The Success Of Her Walk