Monday, March 3, 2014


I’m sorry I’m late; it’s such a bad habit
and my mother always said “you’ll be late for
your own funeral” but here I am and really wanted
to see you and say something, but you’ll not be speaking
and I won’t either from this line as I can hear the din of chatter
start to form in meaningful hushes and I count the limited variety
of spoken condolence and wonder if the repetition patterns occur in odd or
even numbers and how many primes there might be if I waited long enough and…
“yes, we schooled together I am so sorry for your loss…yes he was too
young…you must be ….” hey buddy what are you doing there in that box
maybe I should kneel and do the sign of the cross and make believe
I’m saying the Hail Mary but I know you knew I never would
and neither would you so we both know its OK but I am
really going to miss you and I am just thinking about
our time together as my thoughts are what I
have now and I think I hate the way they
 combed your hair like you were
ready for first communion.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

La convivencia y el amor

Standing shoulder-close moving subliminal, syncopated
from that mutual command – you wash and I’ll dry….
sharing the steamy hot water and reaching across
with the drying towel as the next pan goes to strainer
you said that Kind of Blue was OK and we let the cool fly
through us with the little drip-drip making its way from
the washboard to sink while you knew that the soup needed
tomato paste and could I run to the store por favor
oh yes, but your Spanish is better than mine love…

so in a bluesy sounding way you handed over
the last plate and we knew that we were good and
ready for the next steamy go-round.

Thursday, February 20, 2014


There, I find you in uncertain ablaut relation
To Old High German roots
With a vowel perhaps, deflecting you over time

From some base pipe in a bag of wind to a more modern
Tuning of strings,
Monotonous, unrelated to martial endeavors.

Such an odd contortion of the mapping mind horizon
Pattern-matching its way through history: Homo.
We'll look up in blighted wonder at your unvarying,

With the silent, projected and dutifully embarrassing means
Of aspirational empire servicing its selfsame survival…
You, known only from the periphery, virtual and iconic

Deftly moving, directed, a meta-force,
The meticulous and unscrupulous
Voyeur, now mastering the stolen heavens,

Malevolent in a universe void of judges,
Finding your home

In the gray matter of imagination destroyed.

Sunday, February 16, 2014


On our return from a 3:15AM run to the airport, Paulette and I stopped at the historic State Line Diner for breakfast.  Only two other patrons were there.  We worked through our grogginess, though my very early, strong coffee had given me an advantage.

As we headed north through the Ramapo Mountains during twilight and under a full moon, we quietly took in the monochromatic experience passing before us: mountains, snow-covered trees, drifts, rock ledges and unwinding, sparsely trafficked highway.

Paulette is interested in light, as an artist, but also as a student of natural phenomena.  We are two peas in a pod.  We discussed the white light wavelength scattering of the twilight period in our place and time in space: 41 degrees North Latitude between 6AM and 6:30AM in mid-February.  We waited in anticipation for our retinas to receive the coming change as predicted by the emergence of red, orange and yellow wavelengths entering the atmosphere.  Gable walls of farmhouses, painted white, suddenly emitted bright peach-colored hues and tree trunks, which had just looked like black lead pencil drawings on white paper took on deep brown and complex orange shadings, each acting as a new light source itself.

Today’s agenda includes preparations for repainting Paulette’s bedroom, something she has been painstakingly planning.  I think this morning’s introduction, dominated by the power of light phenomena couldn’t have been better timed.  Life is beautiful.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Do you believe in God?

Queried one, "Do you believe in God?"

Responded the other, "Why do you ask?"

Yet another suggested, "Perhaps it is the second question, not the first, that we should ponder."

 - Kevin Swanwick, February 13, 2014

Monday, October 7, 2013

It's Like Summer (In memory of John M., an angel of the streets)

Breath. I can still see my breath. This sidewalk is cold. Nobody comes down here during the long dark days of winter. I’m alone, but yes, I am alone and I can be alone.

Breath. I can see my breath.

Sleep. I’ll go to sleep again.

My arm is still warm. I never lose that warmth in my arm after it starts with the first sting, a warm flow after my little poke that doesn’t bother me anymore. Just a little one and then....warmth. It stays, it lingers; my arm about the elbow stays warm and then I sleep. Go back to sleep....

Oh, it’s like summer and I am just here to rest. No one will bother me. Cops took my CD player yesterday, said I couldn’t have owned such a thing – I must have stolen it. In our house we would say “he stold it.” My sisters, sweet flowers -­‐ I wonder where they are? When it’s like summertime I think about them and I feel warm, but the sidewalk is cold. I’m gonna guess what time it is – no, I’ll sleep.

I want to pick up my spoon. It’s frozen to the sidewalk. I saw a rat come out one day and give my spoon a good licking. He fell asleep; we slept, but when I awoke, the birds were picking at him. I should pick up my spoon. There, in my mind I am picking up my spoon. That’s good enough.

Newburgh is really something. This east end is my home. Some want to escape from here, but why would I escape? This place never changes. Think of that. How many places can you live where things never change? I’ll eat tomorrow, no need to eat now. Father Jim will be there tomorrow. “Don’t you go smoking that Crack again dear friend!” No Father, I won’t smoke that crack, I don’t even have a pipe and it keeps me awake. And I’m a sleeper.

It’s black now. People don’t really know what night is unless they sleep down here. They don’t know how beautiful the river is down here. In the winter I see it like no one else ‘cept maybe Sir Henry from his perch on the Half Moon. I’m kinda like him, Sir Henry. He was looking for the great passage and happened on to this river, but later got cozy way up north and then his crew left him. He knew the winter and being alone and cold. Poor Henry didn’t have a spoon.
It’s slower now. Things slow down...boy this is slow. I should say goodnight fella, you fella.

Slower. Breath? I don’t see my breath. Is that the dark?

No breath. No.

Kevin Swanwick, October 3, 2013 

Monday, September 2, 2013

Truth and the Logic of War

"I mean, we give lip service to the notion that these international norms are important." - President, Barack Obama, September 4, 2013.

With regard to Syria, there are definitive reasons for the US taking on the task of attacking another sovereign nation in violation of the UN Charter and with or without congressional authorization or a majority of the American public’s support.

But they may not be the ones you are thinking of.

To fully understand what is at play, it is necessary to largely ignore the US corporate media rabble, which continues to echo State Department and White House repetitions of the official, carefully tailored line of reasoning and moralizing without serious analysis or critique of the quite obvious underlying logic.

The US is not simply attacking Syria because chemical weapons were used and “1,429 civilians and 426 children” died, though this is the assumed, legitimate pretext.

 So what is it?

In May 2013, Carla del Ponte acting in her capacity as inspector for the UN High Commissioner on Human rights published a report suggesting that rebel forces had used Sarin. The report was not conclusive, but the testimonial evidence remains as part of the public record on the issue and makes the picture unclear as to who, what and when regarding chemical weapons use, prior to the August 21st events in East Ghouta.

What is happening in Syria is a war; a complex war and perhaps a number of simultaneous wars at once. “Civil war” seems to be an understatement. Nonetheless, it is a war with two primary opposing sides: one having multiple competing factions and the other being the current Syrian government.

Each side has allies. On the rebel side are the Saudi Arabian and US funding and intelligence operations along with various factions, including al Qaeda affiliated jihadists - Jabhat al Nusra is one - and on the side of the Assad regime and its army are Iran and Russia supplying arms, funds and intelligence, with Hezbollah playing an assisting combat role.

The US knew of the May reports and dismissed them. The Russians called for further investigation. The dismissal meant that the use of chemical weapons would be, for the time, accepted; at least accepted to the extent that military action was not publicly contemplated as a response.

Once a single incident, East Ghouta, emerged and it seemed likely that a military unit of the Assad regime used chemical weapons, the calls for military strikes began. Despite the fact that the origin of the intelligence reports remained a muddled affair, the pace quickened and within hours, not days, the Obama Administration began making its case for immediate, US military strikes. Options had been drafted by the Joint Chiefs and were discussed in press briefings.

What seems to have not been anticipated was the public resistance to military action, not just in the US, but also in European nations and NATO. The British House of Commons no-vote after Prime Minister David Cameron’s impassioned plea there seemed to come as a jolt to the administration and the pace slowed.

Accentuating the point, John Kerry, front man for the administration, was caught metaphorically leaning off of the curb, thinking he was stepping down on terra firma then suddenly flailing his arms to not fall down when it was announced that, after all, the president would seek a vote in Congress.

Problematically, the US intelligence report is lacking in details, is not completely consistent with even the French and British intelligence reports on the same incident and has not been verified to be independent and conducted by certified experts. John Kerry, in his Colin Powell moment, went on record with an exact number of casualties: 1,429 dead, including 426 children. Nowhere else can these numbers be found. The French intelligence report released on September 2, indicates a number of 281 fatalities, while British intelligence reported “at least 350,” still less than a quarter of the number stated by the US. These inconsistencies and others throw the US version of events into question. The burden of proof is high as it should be. The WMD fiasco of the Iraq invasion has the American public and the world at large skeptical about US intelligence assessments and intentions.

For democracy to have meaning, an act of war must at a minimum, have public support. The proposed attack on Syria fails in this most important respect. Since international law is being disregarded, one assumes there must at least be allied support for such an action to provide some democratic justification but here the project fails as well. The British public opposes an attack and the British House of Commons voted it down. The French Prime Minister says he supports an attack (on the part of the US, not France), but sixty seven percent of the French public opposes such an action. The polling numbers are consistent throughout Europe and NATO.

For the US to commit an illegal act of war under such circumstances repeats the most dangerous precedent we can imagine: an empire disregards domestic and world opinion and with absolutely no legal standing under any domestic or international legal framework commits an act of war on a sovereign nation.

The harsh reality is this: the US opposes the Assad regime - regional ally of Iran - and this, not chemical weapons use is the reason for a US attack. It is not the number dead or even the method of killing; it is who is doing a certain kind of killing that is causing action. We are attacking the side we oppose, while showing a strange lack of curiosity about the terror, war crimes, beheadings, cannibalism, torture and probable chemical weapons use perpetrated by the other. The world sees the double standard.

So the question of US credibility is indeed on the line. In America it is placed only in the context of our president’s willingness to act militarily against a dictator who may have crossed a “red line” he set. This is a political dilemma for the president, but not a valid legal or moral principle. In the rest of the world the question is only relevant to the extent that he acts unilaterally and illegally against popular will and with sketchy evidence, thereby repeating within a single decade another reckless act of American Empire.

Saturday, August 31, 2013

Please tell us the truth; we can handle it.

“The President does not have power under the Constitution to unilaterally authorize a military attack in a situation that does not involve stopping an actual or imminent threat to the nation.” – Barack Obama, December 20, 2007

To be fair, the president in his Rose Garden speech today did say that he had asked for a post-recess vote in the Congress on US military action in Syria.  It is a certainty that he would not have made such a statement without having previously obtained the support of Speaker Boehner, Eric Cantor and Nancy Pelosi in the House and Senators Reid and McConnell in the Senate.  With Senators John McCain and Lindsey Graham, the dynamic duo of hawkish military policy and the keepers of the Pentagon’s Senate-guaranteed largesse backing him all the way, it seems a sure bet for the president.  The statements from the House leaders subsequent to today’s Rose Garden address came across as non-belligerent and seem to support this likely outcome, though these days no one can be sure what will come out of the US House of Representatives.

Surely Rand Paul, some Tea Party Congressman and a small but principled group of progressive legislators will make a proper stand, but this is likely to be overwhelmed by replays of Secretary of State Kerry’s impassioned speech of yesterday, which focused on the moral abomination of chemical weapon use and the 1,400+ victims of the August 21st attack in East Ghouta.  The Secretary’s arguments were passionate, focused and consistent, but were incomplete and certain other facts, like Israeli’s use of white phosphorous in concentrated populated areas during its illegal bombing and invasion of Gaza in 2008 have gone unnoticed or are forgotten.  It is even likely that most Americans are unaware that white phosphorous is, under the UN Weapons Convention, a banned chemical when used in offensive weapons.

Citizens of the Middle East will also remember that the US military used the same ghastly chemical in offensive munitions during the campaign of Fallujah in 2003, but these are now off of the public radar in the West.

In a case of poignant imagery that echoes the photo-op of Donald Rumsfeld and Saddam Hussein shaking hands, Kerry’s demonization of Assad seems awkward when viewed next to the photograph of him, and his lovely wife, having a quiet and cozy dinner with President Assad and his glamorous investment-banker wife in 2009.

Nevertheless, despite the complex and contradictory preconditions for this next American military expedition, the president also made it clear that he does not need congressional approval to authorize and carry out a military strike.  This contradiction may seem shocking to some of his supporters, but it is as American as apple pie and is reminiscent of the Woodrow Wilson who campaigned on a non-interventionist platform, only to change positions shortly after his election and work tirelessly through an impressive propaganda machine and the help of Walter Lippmann, to place America smack in the middle of World War I, one of the most hideous human catastrophes in history.

So, contradictions aside, what is the actual justification for illegal military strikes in Syria?  The US government's public position is this: We (Obama) said if you use chemical weapons, we will act against you with force.  We need to do this to send a message to the world and all other dictators that the use of these weapons is verboten.

Sounds reasonable enough if one believes that the US is divinely deputized to act as the world's policeman.

What underlies the decision seems more nasty and complex: tens of thousands are being murdered and a number of the rebel groups are Al Qaeda-affiliated jihadists and are interested only in battling Hezbollah, terrorizing civilian populations and weakening Syrian forces to create destabilization. There are actually several wars going on at once. The radical alliances are mixed and are connected to proxy powers in the region; each trying to fund a battle that they believe serves their interests.  A diplomatic pact with the Russians, the Turks and the US that uses multiple modes of diplomacy and economic sanctions and incentives to save lives has been disregarded by the US (and possibly Russia), because the US will not cooperate with Assad.

Why?  Because Assad and by extension Russia, are the main allies of Iran in the region.  This for the US, which has taken a war-only posture with Iran, is unacceptable, because Israel has insisted that there must be regime change in Iran.  This position has hefty political support in the US Congress and is also shared by neo-cons and others in some foreign policy think tanks.  This thinking can be correctly identified as a direct manifestation of the twenty first century credo of American Exceptionalism.

Away from home and in the theater of battle, the Trans-Arabian pipeline is a factor as well, with very big money tied to it.  The Sydney Morning Herald on August 27, published this leaked story of a direct meeting between Saudi Prince Bandar and Russian President Vladimir Putin.  The Saudi's, who have been trying very hard to topple Assad, had offered the Russians a deal that would guarantee a de facto contract alliance with Russia and OPEC in return for backing off support to the Assad regime.  The deal would set oil at a per barrel price-minimum with the ability to systematically raise prices in a structured and extended, cooperative monopoly.  Further, the Saudi's would guarantee security for the Russian’s Tartus Naval base on the Syrian coast, after the Assad regime fell.  This hard-nosed negotiation was purportedly mixed with some threats as well, including the possibility of Chechen terrorist attacks at the Moscow games.  Clearly the Saudi's, US allies, are in control of some nasty business and have been for some time.  If true as reported, these were ugly, but honest conversations.

Putin is reported to have rejected the offer.  The article does not say why, but certainly it has to do with arms sales.  Russia recently renewed its weapons contracts with Syria, which makes them the largest importer of Russian arms.  The Russian arms consortium Rosoboronexport is essentially state-owned and operated. Government officials have a personal, financial stake in its outcomes.  To switch money-making industries overnight means there will be winners and losers, since the current Russian oligarchy exists as a result of inherited industry control; most were former ministers in charge of state-owned energy and energy-related industries. Being on the wrong political side in the Kremlin can have disastrous consequences as seen in the case of nouveaux billionaire Mikhail Khodorkovsky when he attempted to support the opposition in a 2003 Putin-guaranteed election.  Mr. Khodorkovsky is still in prison.   It may not be so easy - and surely it would take Putin time - to sort out the spoils and keep his power centers loyal.

In the mean time, the US continues observably in lock step with official Israeli and Saudi objectives. To the American public, the announcement that the Arab League supports military strikes may seem significant, but the Saudi’s, the Egyptian military and Qatar dominate the Arab League.  These governments are pro-Israel (not overtly) and anti-Iranian and are following the OPEC status quo agenda.  The US has been able to keep Egypt in line for decades with arms slush funds and ensuring a fat and happy ruling elite who monopolize major companies and most if not all, meaningful large-scale trade.  All the while the Egyptian population is degraded by a lack of worker and human rights and an unemployment rate in excess of thirteen percent.

If the United States had a real press, there could be some confidence that most people would understand the complexity, the dirtiness and the inhumanity of all of this and reckon with it.  The government sells its population short.  This is not to suggest that there is an immediate, simple and clear answer to these problems, but rather that due to their complexity and due to the degree of government corruption that exists around the world, our policies should be more transparent to the people and directly driven by US interests to the extent and only to the extent, that we can promote and execute them peacefully.

And common people matter.  After all, we are a government of the people, yes?

The predictions of elite US policy makers in times of crisis are rarely correct and the military misadventures they take us on are always more costly than projected and are made without the truth being told.  And here is the crux of the problem: the public needs to know the truth; we can handle it. Those who can't handle it being in the open are those whose entrenched financial interests will be disrupted or ended by the truth's revelation, and in this, politicians play a central role.

This is not a policy prescription; it is simply the proper exercise of democracy as intended.  Taking the paternalistic position that the public can't know because it's too risky has some truth in it, but the risk is greater to corrupt power players than it is to common citizens.  Moving to corporate fascism, upheld by a massive security state, is not acceptable and will make the problem much worse, while continuing to distort whatever meaningful remnants of popular democracy we have left.  The absence of the Fourth Estate is perhaps the great tragedy of our time.  Alternative media may take us around the bend, but the future of American democracy and the freedom of the internet remains uncertain.  How the people respond will determine our trajectory.

Congress has stopped functioning and recklessly, war powers have been ceded to the Unitary Presidency.  This time around Obama may be able to pull it off, but who knows?  Polls indicate a popular discomfort with where we are headed and the cost of this kind of foreign policy is unsustainable. Americans can engage the world with creative strengths that are not based on military dominance. Foreign governments and trading partners will play by the rules if there are incentives for them to do so, but those incentives need to be consistent with popular democratic values, not simply corporate profit objectives at any human cost.

Transparency is the key and unfortunately the latest large-scale trade agreement, the uber-globalization, multilateral Trans-Pacific Partnership (TPP), has been negotiated in secret for several years with corporate lawyers writing the rules in an audacious act of obfuscation that makes NAFTA seem like a public worker rights bill.  Lacking any kind of plebiscite, despite the fact that the agreement affects independent farmer's agricultural rights, international labor standards and environmental laws, the agreement represents the ultimate inside deal between mega-multinational corporations and elite policy makers who have moved through the revolving door of government and business.

The geopolitical consequences of this agreement are yet to be seen, but its exclusion of China and some of its waivers, which in some cases directly contravene national sovereignty, seem to be a huge setback for democracy, transparency and true, free markets.  The Obama Administration has been redirecting naval assets to the pacific region for the last two years using a public relations strategy underpinned by the notion that Chinese naval modernization requires a countervailing force in the region despite the fact that China has not invaded or attacked another country in modern times, save its short border war with Vietnam in 1979.  The parallel development of the TPP and US Naval deployments in the Pacific can be seen rationally as an ominous sign.

If we invest in our own people-based assets, we can innovate and creatively transform markets.  This would be a program of attraction, not dominance. But that would mean promoting a form of capitalism that is based on the ideas of the oft-quoted, but rarely understood Adam Smith, who believed that the economy exists at the pleasure of the people through their industry and their grant to the government in regulating it.  It was not to exist simply for personal profits, but to serve the people of the nation and the common good and as with governing, was to be transparent.

The fateful decision regarding unilateral and illegal military strikes on a sovereign, albeit inhumane, government will not be an attack on besieged Syrian government leadership but rather individual citizens and infrastructure in spite of whichever military targets are involved.  Surely more people will die as a result and what happens next is anyone's guess.  The declared necessity for such an action has a public face and a private face as does so much else in the elite and opaque policy making of an empire.

Let's get to the truth, we can handle it.

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Think again, please.

Before you accept the corporate media version of the Obama Administration’s decision landscape for what now appears to be an inevitable, illegal attack on another sovereign nation, please take another look.

Here are some inconvenient facts and analyses:

Firstly, it is not clear at all that the Syrian military were the sole perpetrators of sarin gas use on civilians in the Syrian conflict.  In May 2013, UN investigator Carla del Ponte reported in connection with the suspected use of sarin gas: ‘This was use on the part of the opposition, the rebels, not by the government authorities’ (see the Daily Mail and Der Spiegel among others). 

This was after numerous interviews with victims and victims’ families in the neighborhoods where the attacks took place and the acquisition of forensic proof that the rockets carrying the nerve agent were launched from rebel-held areas.  This view was disputed by the US and Britain.  However, it was Ms. Del Ponte’s team who were on the ground, under the auspices of the UN High Commissioner on Human Rights, doing first hand investigation.  Consequently, we must reasonably accept at the very least, that this is still a debatable point.  The US mainstream media seem to have forgotten these details.

Assuming that a unilateral military attack is legal, which it is not under the UN Charter and international law, is attacking one side in a conflict under the presumption of guilt a morally justifiable act when there is evidence that both sides are perpetrators of the same offense? 

Secretary of State Kerry and other State Department officials have insisted, as a matter of fact, that the Syrian government delayed on the question of UN inspection of the East Ghouta area (the alleged and recent location of nerve gas use).  In fact, the request was not delivered to the Syrians until Saturday, in person, by UN representative Angela Kane and the Syrians responded within one day with an affirmative answer.  This was confirmed by the UN.

The State Department also insists that the Syrians are destroying evidence with the continued shelling of Ghouta, but both the Syrians and UN inspectors, who observe that a ceasefire has remained intact in the area, dispute this.

Western media sources reported that UN inspections were halted by sniper fire and in many cases made the inference that the sniper fire came from Syrian troops, when in fact the inspections went ahead on schedule.  Oddly, the fact that Syrian officials were escorting the UN inspectors to the crime scene seems to have escaped US mainstream media sources.  Why would the Syrians fire on their own officials after their government approved the inspection, publicly announced it and personally escorted UN inspectors there?

There are two problems with the US rationale.

First, they insisted on allowing inspections of East Ghouta by UN inspectors, but then tried to get UN General Secretary Ban Ki Moon to call off the inspections after it was clear that the Syrians would comply, thereby removing putative justification for US military action.  The public rationale for this was concern over the presumed quality of remaining evidence.  In other words, the discovery of more uncertainty would not be useful to US unilateral aims. 

Second, the US has completely disregarded the fact that some evidence exists that rebel forces had already used sarin.

After listening to C-SPAN today, it is clear that the State Department is engaged in double-speak.  While insisting that the US would act in a legal fashion, they refused to offer a legal rationale for military action, despite repeated questions from members of the press who actually appeared to be doing their job at the State Department briefing.

Some points to ponder:  If the US, once again, attacks a sovereign nation in violation of the UN Charter and international law and in the absence of a UN Security Council resolution, on what basis will we be able to prevent China or Russia from doing the same anywhere in the world should they decide to do so?  How can the law only apply to others, but not the US?  How is it justifiable to take action for presumed crimes that have not yet been fully investigated by UN inspectors who, as I write, are trying to complete their legal responsibilities under international law?

Almost without exception, US unilateral military interventions in foreign conflicts have resulted in increased civilian casualties after the strikes take place.  Civilian casualties always occur, but are glossed over, as was the case with the bombing campaign in Libya.  Doctors on the ground there and Human Rights Watch, among others, reported scores of civilian deaths as a direct result of the airstrikes.  NATO left the post-strike investigation responsibilities to the transitional rebel government: in other words the very people who benefited from the bombing campaign.  They have shown no interest in undertaking an investigation and western media have dropped the story, but initial on-the-ground evidence is disturbing.

It is popular myth that President Clinton’s illegal bombing of Serbia and Kosovo reduced the level of slaughter taking place there.  But as the Wall Street Journal and an in depth study by the OSCE (Organization for Security and Co-operation in Europe) revealed, mass killings increased after the bombing campaign took place.  This fact was further demonstrated with exculpatory evidence presented in the subsequent war crimes trials of Slobodan Milosevic and his henchmen.

But what of the ghastly abomination taking place in Syria?  How can we stand idly by?  These questions are legitimate and urgent, but should be put in the context of our recent world history.  It is also fair to ask if this is a genuine motivation for US military involvement.  Where was US military action during the Rwandan genocide, which led to the murder of 500,000 people? 

Where was US military action when the Indonesian government, after illegally annexing East Timor, slaughtered 250,000 people using US-supplied arms and funding?

Examples abound.

What is different about these countries than say Iraq or Syria?  Are their citizens of less value?

If we have learned anything from US militarism ersatz diplomacy it is that there are always unknown and underestimated consequences.  Some immediate questions: If there are US-led bombings, will Hezbollah make true on its promise to attack Israel?  Certainly Israel will make good on its promise to retaliate with unmatched force.  What will then happen in Lebanon?  What will happen to an already refugee-strained Jordan?  In the chaos that ensues, what will come of internecine battles between Al Qaeda affiliated rebels and Hezbollah inside and outside of Syria?

What else will go wrong?

One thing we can count on is oil prices going up and the Saudi’s and Big Oil making more money.  We can also count on the big US defense contractors making a big windfall.  And you can be sure that more people will die and the Middle East will become increasingly unstable.

Friday, August 9, 2013

Wetlands of Wisdom

This morning, amid cell phone text alerts of serious flash flooding, Holley and I began our ride to Cornwall’s Outdoor Discovery Center for her camp counselor assignment.  Our route traversed Montgomery, Coldenham, Rock Tavern, New Windsor and Cornwall.  This is one of the most beautiful corridors in Orange County, NY and home to numerous rich and bio-diverse marshes and wetlands.

I slowed down to look at the wetland of North Drury Lane. The steady “inhalation” of water there immediately struck me; how the extended marsh is perfectly and complexly configured by nature to handle massive amounts of rain with ease.  Trying to do a bit of calculation of what four inches of rain amounts to in a basin as large as the Stewart Buffer Zone I had to laugh a little at the thought of a “flash flood.”  The hydrologic flows and the natural expansion and accommodation made by the hydric soil, hydrophytes and natural earthen contours offer an amazing look into the inland freshwater ecosystems that we have working for us every day.

On my way home I had to stop in the driving rain and just sit and look as deeply as I could into these amazing freshwater wonders.  It became apparent to me that these complex systems work, in part, because of their collaborative plant and animal biodiversity.  No one species dominates the other, save the exotic loosestrife along outer ditches and roadways.  Advantages and disadvantages are traded back and forth with the tendency toward robustness and diversity: in short, a successful affirmation of life.

If we can recognize our own earthbound animal biology, I think we can also look to the marshes and wetlands for wisdom.

Sunday, February 10, 2013


(A reflection inspired by American Sign Language syntax and an apparent difference between my dog Dante and me).

Before time I is good and happy.
Now time I is worried and thinking
About future time.

I not know what is in future time.
Things happen in before time
And things happen in now time that I see.

Before time is good before.
Before time is not good now.
Before time is not now time.

I can’t see future time.
I thinking about future time.
I thinking now.

Kevin Swanwick
February 2013

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Remembering Jazz

Francis "Jazz" Swanwick died on October 26th, 2007 in Middletown, New York.  He was a lifetime resident of the wee village of Goshen, NY.

October 30th 2007

Well….today we honor one of Goshen’s finest.  My father, Jazz Swanwick - Jazzbo to some of you - was a good man and I am very proud to have been his son.  Like many of his generation, Jazz was a child of the Great Depression.  And while Goshen was a different place when my sisters, brother and I grew up - we know this from our own experience - it was a very different place when Dad and his brothers and sisters grew up.  We know this from the stories of my grandmother, my aunts and uncles and close childhood friends of Dad’s and from Dad himself.  But we also know it from the way childhood experience informs a person’s life and we Swanwick children, as adults, came to see that Dad’s life habits, his sense of duty and responsibility, his avoidance of financial debt – "if you can’t afford it, don’t buy it" - his impatience with procrastination – “the early bird gets the worm; tomorrow is promised to no man” - came to him honestly, being formed at a young age.

As a boy I raised, lowered and folded the American flag everyday at our house and if I forgot to take it down at night or when it rained, there was hell to pay.  My father was grateful and proud to be an American and I think this was one of his ways of teaching me a sense of duty.

My father was human and therefore, imperfect.  Among the many stereotypes of the Irish is stubbornness, considered a virtue when one is resolute, but a vice when we are obstinate.  Jazz was Irish and he was stubborn.  But he could change  - and he did.  And in the most American and Christian tradition he did not judge others who were different from him.

Jazz was a great teacher as some of the fireman here today can attest, but let me share with you some of the things the Swanwick children want you to know about life with Jazz and what we learned from him.

Jazz was proud of his Irish heritage, painting his first pickup truck, which he paid $100 for, kelly green – with a paintbrush.  He was a frugal man.  In the 1960’s the Swanwicks could be seen driving around town, like the Beverly Hillbillies; Mom and Dad in front, and the kids in the back.  Dad would sometimes ride me to school at Saint John’s in that little old truck and when we made the left turn at Murray Avenue, the passenger side door would fly open, while he held me in place.  I always wondered which route he took to work to keep that door from flying open.

We kids loved riding in that truck and I have no recollection of being made fun of for, like others then, in the small but diverse Village of Goshen: rich, poor, mentally and physically handicapped, people of color, we were accepted and were part of the community.  And we were proud of our Daddy’s place in it.  Things weren’t perfect, but there was some diversity and it was a blessed little town.

The Depression generation knew what poverty was and no one seemed to comment on the rate at which various Goshen families raised themselves up and pursued the American Dream.  My father always worked several jobs: his regular job at the County, moonlighting work as a Surveyor, bartending at Greenhills and harvesting and selling scrap iron, all the while serving faithfully in the Dikeman Hose fire company, whose fraternity he loved, keeping his Village Board commitments, taking calls at all hours, fighting fires in the middle of the night, and paying tuition for five kids to go to Catholic school.  Jazz worked very hard.

My parents paid $12,000 for our little house on Delta Place.  Two or three to a bedroom and a back yard and we had all we needed.  We learned many years later that when Dad had applied for a mortgage at the local bank, he was turned down because he didn’t make enough money.  Charles Mayo, who sat on the board of the bank would have none of it and after apparently failing to persuade the bank to give this young WWII veteran a chance, told Dad that everything was OK and to mail the monthly check to him.  It was not apparent to these young parents at the time that Mr. Mayo was the actual holder of the mortgage, which was later paid in full and on time.  You see he had known my grandfather and he knew Francis Gerald Swanwick and what kind of a young man he was and I gather that he took him at his word. 

We loved our house, celebrating many a Christmas, Thanksgiving and Easter with a cast of relatives and cousins and there always seemed to be enough room.  From Dad we learned gratitude, not because he told us to be grateful, but because he acted gratefully.  And what was there not to be grateful for?

My father was a practicing Roman Catholic all of his life.  But he never wore his religion or his faith on his sleeve.  His was a dignified piety expressed not in talk about religion, but in acts of love, hard work, conscientiousness and public service.  The Book of James, which concerns itself with Christian conduct, describes a number of Jazz’s personal characteristics.  I don’t know if Dad ever sat down and read the Book of James, but he certainly understood how we are enjoined to live by its injunctions and he tried to live according to them in a way that taught his children some of the most important lessons of life.  Among these was, Endurance, Humility, Faith and Good Works, Restraining the Tongue (Jazz hated gossip; if he had something to say about you, it would be to your face) and Eschewing Favoritism.  Whether or not we practice these virtues with fidelity, we now know their importance because of Dad.

After Dad died we all wept, but we also had a good laugh.  I listened to my sisters, one by one, while they referred to their Dad-given nicknames, describe how they knew they were his favorite, because he had told them so: Pat-Poo, Boo Boo and Deb-a-Jean.  Now the secret was out.  He had told them all the same thing all of their lives and had made each of them feel as though they were his favorite.  That was Dad.

If you were his friend, you were lucky: he loved you and respected you.  He had great integrity and honesty and when he gave you his word, you could take it to the bank.

He loved his sons-in-law and accepted them warmly: Danny, Ron, Paul, Charlie, Al and Stanley (his gentlemen friend) and he grieved when we lost Ron and Al.  His daughters-in-law Kathy and Laureen, knew his generosity and were among those special women in his life enjoying his old fashioned, gentlemanly kindness.

Dad had been a male chauvinist.  I say “had been,” because it was not possible for male chauvinism to prevail at 19 Delta Place.  In this area, Jazz was no match for three passionate, very bright young daughters and a quiet, but determined and intelligent wife.  These women each came to exemplify the virtues that he himself lived and taught; he only needed to see that it was proper and right for women to carry these virtues as far or farther than any man.  Over time, they each taught him that and he understood it.  Each of them challenged Dad in a different way.

To Deba-Jean, first out of the gate, Dad gave his fierce pugnacity and endurance for life’s trials.  While it seemed back then that it was all about combat and defiance, they transformed each other and earned each other’s respect, though it was hard for Dad to articulate these things at the time.  Dad lived to see Debi become among other things, a well-respected, caring, healthcare provider to women, a mother, a wife and a widow.  While it gave him great sorrow to see any of his children suffer, we know Dad was in awe of her courage and her independence and today she understands her debt to him.

To Boo-Boo (Mary Kay), he gave the gifts of tolerance and service to others.  We all remember regularly having dinner at 19 Delta Place with Larry Munch, a mentally retarded boy whom Mary Kay cared for at AHRC.  This was while she was still a teenager.  Larry, for a time, became part of the family.  In Mary Kay, Dad saw his children begin to take the next step in public service: caring for the least among us.  Dad loved having Larry as well as our Fresh-Air child, Edith at the house and he treated them both with gentleness, love, respect and dignity.  When Larry later died, it was a loss to him and to our family and Mary Kay was our rock and Dad adored her.

Patty-Poo.  What can you say?  Here Jazzbo was simply outwitted.  And charm comes to mind.  Jazz had great charm, but his little Patt-poo perfected it as an art form.  Patty remembers well the morning she was walking up the stairs, at 5:30 a.m., and Dad was coming down the stairs, on his way to work.  Dad said “There’s my Pat-Poo, up and at ‘em early while everyone else sleeps late!”

“You bet Daddy; the early bird gets the worm!”

Why couldn’t I come up with a line like that after being out all night partying?

When Patty expressed interest in Golf, Dad assented, but let her know that ladies shot from different color tees (closer to the hole of course) and needed to move along more quickly or get out of the way to not hold up the men.  I didn’t tell you that Dad was competitive, but anyone who participated in a pumping contest with Jazz Swanwick and Nozzle Budd knows what I am talking about.  Jazz and Mickey Nuzzolese even competed for who could grow the largest tomatoes, substituting plants mid-season if either thought they were losing.  These guys played for keeps.

Patty learned well and what Dad didn’t know was that she began secretly taking golf lessons, because she wanted to carve up his hide on the golf course.  And she came close to doing that.  If anyone wants to see what Jazz looked like teeing off, just watch his little girl, “Little Jazz” at the tee; the similarity is comical.

His Poopsie, our Mom, quietly and over several years, defied his wish for her to stay home and not work, going further, working the night shift at Arden Hill as a nurse, going to school and later earning a Masters degree.  Dad was dumbfounded, but did the only sensible thing and took over laundry duty.

Jazz was transformed by the women in his life and he was proud of them.

Dad had a great sense of humor, enjoyed a good time and was a known prankster.  Time and tact do not permit all of these stories to be told, but some remember Halloween in drag with John Sherlock and Mal Shesa, ordering drinks at the Wonder Bar with Monopoly money.  Ed Weben, Dad’s next-door neighbor, will just now learn if he is here, that that mysterious tomato plant he wondered about, growing in his apparently fertile roof gutter, was actually planted there by Jazz and Freddy Cavanaugh.  It wasn’t the birds Ed!

Jazz loved seeing his grandchildren and he enjoyed watching them grow; he saw Matthew, Daniel, Jeremy and Patrick become distinguished young men.  He saw Griffin, the son of two English teachers, grow from a toddler to an articulate young…manJ; Colleen who still calls him Pee-pa, become a beautiful and compassionate woman, and he saw the latest additions, Holley and Paulette, come from around the world to become part of the Swanwick clan.  While he was sick, all of these blessings helped him persevere.

John – Johnny Wockett.  John and I know that Dad was proud of both of his sons and he let us know it.  We had both caused him grief at times, but he lived to see us settle down, build careers, marry and have families and we know this made him happy.

But the most important thing in Jazz’s life was his Poopsie.  You could always see it in his eyes.  Every day of his life, he'd known that he married the prettiest girl in town and he adored her.  You see, Jazz was in love with Carol.  We all remember the black and white portrait photo of Mom that Dad kept on his dresser.  It was signed in her beautiful cursive, with the note “Always Carol.”  And always Carol she remained for him, in sickness and in health, often at some cost to her own physical and emotional health.  Jazz was frustrated by his failing health and told us numerous times that he hated being a burden to Mom.  He knew that he was not in control as his health continued to fail.  For a man who had not one sick day in 45 years at the County, this seemed so unfair and must have been terribly difficult for him.  Carol and Jazz have been living examples of faithfulness and the endurance that James speaks of in his Epistle.  We Swanwick children are still being taught and I hope I will have the endurance I have seen should fate call.

It was a great privilege to be at my father’s side when he died; all sons and daughters should be so fortunate.  Jazz died with the knowledge that his family was together and strong, that we all loved him deeply and that his Poopsie was in good hands.  And I believe that this was a great comfort to him as he slipped off to eternity.

So today, let us all celebrate his legacy and the richness he added to our lives.  And let us redouble our efforts to practice the virtues he taught us.  Rise and shine Pop.

- Eulogy for Jazz delivered at Saint John the Evangelist Church, Goshen, New York, October 30th, 2007.