Passage to Wisconsin
Topic: travel

The Illinois trail continues straight as a shot over and a good deal north of the Wisconsin border. I enjoyed riding it, though the trail gets a little tedious as the miles go by. Not enough changes of scenery. The experience reminds me of how I feel about rail-trails in the abstract. As proponents say, these trails also perform a service by “land-banking” rights-of-way that otherwise might be sold to private developers. (This sort of public-private transfer happened a few years ago in Monroe County, under Primo Privateer Jack Doyle, the thankfully former county executive.) On the other hand, many rights-of-way, particularly former trolley routes, should be supporting state-of-the-art light rail. I think of two historic routes in my neighborhood that now are multi-use rec trails: the old Auburn line that went through what’s now the Can of Worms at the Rochester-Brighton boundary; and the line that is now a paved section of the Erie Canal Trail in the village of Fairport. I enjoy riding these trails, for sure, but I’d happily share the space with a functioning rail service.

 

Most roads north of Waukegon, IL, lead to Milwaukee, WI. I had no trouble transitioning from trail to highway and finding my way into the southern neighborhoods of Wisconsin’s largest city. It was my first time there, and what I’d heard about this double-edged post-industrial town – that its local economy was among the hardest-hit in the country, and that its citizens were doing exciting things to bring the community back to health – seemed true. Milwaukee’s south side is an ethnic melting pot; I stopped at a well-stocked Italian market and loaded up with fresh whole-grain bread. There were just enough anti-Bush signs on porches and in windows to signal this was friendly territory.

 

I crossed a lowland area of old warehouses and empty factories (and aggressive motorists) on my way toward downtown. The historic business district, at least the portion of it I toured, is packed with mid-height 19^th-century commercial buildings that form solid “street walls.” A re-habber’s delight. An apparently brand-new café beckoned; I stopped for a bite and some essential caffeine, enjoying the odd urban quiet (double-edged again – a pleasant atmosphere made so by the unfortunate absence of dense commercial traffic) and begging information on how to get to the ferry dock.

 

All around me outside the café were students, at least two dozen, sketching on art pads. Guess there was some kind of class underway. One young man was kind enough to draw me a map so I could navigate the portlands and find the ferry that would take me across Lake Michigan. The map worked – but it turned out I had almost run into the boat as I came through the south side.

 

(Next time: I ride a properly-proportioned fast ferry that’s making a go of it.)

Tripping through the heartland, pt. 1
Topic: travel

I just got back home from a week-and-a-half on the road. Actually many roads, plus a little stretch on the water. And the 600-mile trip – three-quarters by bicycle, the rest by ferry and rail – taught me much about the state of the union.

 

First I traveled westward via Amtrak from Rochester to Chicago. Not too much to report on this leg, though a four-hour delay on a scheduled eleven-hour train ride speaks volumes about the status of passenger rail service in Bushlandia. The current administration is not the only one responsible for the decline of this sector, of course. It’s taken decades of neglect and underfunding and turning a blind eye to technological progress (compare European and Asian high-speed service today) to bring our once-proud rail lines this low. But the flip side is just as obvious: we need to support Amtrak while it’s down – by riding the trains and applying political pressure where it will do some good.

 

Back to the road trip. After a fine weekend in downtown Chicago at my sister and brother-in-law’s place, I headed north along Cook County’s wonderful lakeside trail system. The Lake Michigan waterfront is one of the country’s treasures, more so because it’s open to the public. The system isn’t so good that it could compensate for Cook County’s atrocious inequalities of wealth and power. No amenity could do that. But the lakefront is still a great pleasure, a model of what can be done when public needs are put high on the agenda.

 

The trail runs for miles past beaches, a golf course, greenspaces wide and slender, and magnificent clusters of shade trees before morphing into a rail-trail – or more accurately a railside trail – in Evanston. But north of this posh community, which is as much defined by leafy suburban splendor as by Northwestern University, the lakeside changes character. Things start looking more Rust Belt-ish, particularly in economically stressed communities like Waukegon. And the Great Lakes military base and hospital can’t be ignored, much as you try. Here we are, more than a thousand miles from the Atlantic or Pacific, and we’ve got a major naval installation held over from World War Two, when it may have served an actual purpose, and worse, pumped up by Pentagon spending into what must suffice for a regional economic anchor. Such is the price, I guess, of maintaining a credible deterrent to Canadian expansionism.

 

Another odd convergence: This afternoon I was watching Democracy Now on Cable Channel 15, and what did they have but a segment with a Vietnam vet and Veterans for Peace member who was arrested at a Chicago VA hospital just before the Independence Day weekend. It seems that Mike Ferner, who's been working with Kathy Kelly, founder of the Chicago-based Voices in the Wilderness organization, entered the facility while wearing a VfP t-shirt, an act interpreted as staging a protest.

 

Ferner, who mentioned he'd done his basic training at the Great Lakes base, said he'd only gone inside to have a cup of coffee. The wheels of justice are turning at this moment - more slowly and heavily than bicycle wheels, no doubt - and it remains to be seen if the charges against Ferner, including criminal trespass, will stand. Ferner wondered aloud whether the VA will come to its senses and drop the charges. I hope the brass try to stick it to him, actually. He'll beat the rap with no problem, and the VA will have a whole omelet on its face - and Ferner and Kelly's principled opposition to the Iraq war will get wide publicity.

 

(More instalments to follow about the trip, so visit this blog again soon.)

What part of STOP don't you understand?
Topic: antiwar
The Democrat and Chronicle’s resident sages have done it again: they attempted to define “a sensible war policy” but ignored the small matter of the war’s illegality.

The June 21 editorial rightly declares the war “the most important public-policy issue America faces.” But in identifying “the heart of the matter,” the editors find only three core tasks: first, determining what must be done to stop the insurgency; second, finding how the US “can “get more support in soldiering and money from our allies”; and third, “stopping the war profiteers.”

Amen to number three. Down with Halliburton, et al. As for number two, read the tea leaves. Italy is now about to withdraw its token force under stiff domestic opposition to the deployment, and there’s a history of similar troop withdrawals by other nations finally listening to their citizens. And of course, there were many more nations who never supported our adventure in the first place and wouldn’t touch it now with even an eleven-foot stick. Anyone who suggests the US now make the rounds with the begging bowl must be totally wacko or Gannettized. (On the other hand, if the US were to prostrate itself before the UN, a true coalition of the willing might form to pick up the pieces.)

And number one? Yeah, right, we’ll whip ‘em with one hand tied behind our back, just like we did in Vietnam. (Actually, we did win the Vietnam War, in the broader sense. US ruling elites did realize their core objectives: thwarting a nationalist movement with merciless physical force and reinforcing an old imperialist object lesson to countries who stray; then eventually re-integrating the wayward country into the “world system” as an offshore sweatshop.)

The D&C editorial writers caution against what they call the “let's-just-get-out solution,” which they say is a no-go because there are “repercussions to leaving Iraq in chaos.” Yes, there will be repercussions – more of what we’re seeing now, though probably not more in frequency or scope, and very likely less. But not just a host of analysts, but the Iraqi people themselves (minus our lackeys; think Vietnam again) are telling us to leave ASAP because our presence is making things worse. We should heed these voices, not least because they echo what our moral instincts tell us.

But finally, we have to get out ASAP because our war/occupation was illegal from the get-go and doesn’t acquire legality with age.

I remember what Stan Goff, a former US Army Special Forces master sergeant, told a Rochester audience last winter at a rally in support of US war resisters. (Confession to a class prejudice: I like Goff because he’s a radical non-com, not an officer.) He said, in essence, we shouldn’t fool ourselves with talk of an “exit strategy.” Military types know “exit” is an order, he said, not a strategy.

Indeed, to borrow a legalism with a good provenance, we must get out of Iraq “with all deliberate speed.” When you’re conducting a criminal military expedition, you have to pull back and pull out - and you should feel blessed if granted even the time to make travel arrangements.

An irresistible resistance
Topic: antiwar
At least until the end of June, when notoriously shallow Lake Erie becomes a heat sink, cool breezes soothe Fort Erie, Ontario, and Buffalo’s West Side. There may be a heat wave a few blocks inland, but keep to the shore and you’ll find relief. And so it was on June 17: As the region suffered a 90-degree afternoon and the now-routine ozone alert, people flocked to the water: boaters on the Niagara River, picnickers in Buffalo’s Front Park, bikers along Ontario’s beautiful Niagara Parkway.

But on the Canadian side, only a few hundred yards/meters from the river, the political temperature rose a few degrees. It was because of a festival of resistance – “War Has No Borders” - aimed at boosting support for US military resisters now living in Canada and seeking formal asylum there, and fostering even greater crossborder opposition to the patently illegal and immoral US war in Iraq.

The two-day event began June 16 with a long evening program at Buffalo’s Kleinhans Music Hall, and finished up the next afternoon with a rally in a Fort Erie park to showcase the resisters, their families, and their cause. Liz Henderson and I went to both events. The program at Kleinhans dragged on a little – largely because headliner Cindy Sheehan, the famed antiwar activist and mother of a young man killed in Iraq just over two years ago, got delayed in transit. Rumors floated through the audience that Sheehan was getting the same treatment Sinn Fein leader Gerry Adams got a few months back, when security geeks held him up at a DC airport, preventing him from speaking at an Irish-American event in Buffalo. But Sheehan finally did make it to the hall, and she gave a brisk, inspiring talk. Her message stays on the money: George W. Bush (she calls him and his aides “boils” on the butt-y politic that need to be politically lanced) is responsible for the death of her son, Casey, and must be held accountable for this and, of course, their larger war crimes.

The Kleinhans program also featured Air America personality Barry Crimmins, a Boston-based stand-up satirist now with the Randi Rhodes radio show. Crimmins set the tone by recalling he grew up in Skaneateles (“an Indian name that means ‘beautiful lake surrounded by fascists”), and he continued delivering zinger after zinger. Check out his website, www.barrycrimmins.com.

But I was most impressed by some other activists who took the podium. Among these was Vietnam combat vet David Cline, a Buffalo native now based in Jersey City who serves as president of the national Veterans for Peace organization. (Disclosure: I’m a once a future member of VFP – gotta get my dues paid up.) Then there was Michael McPhearson, VFP’s national CEO, an African-American vet of Gulf War I. He was not the only one present to sigh about the numbering scheme. I silently asked myself, Will we have to live with the state-fascist equivalent of “One, Two, Many Gulf Wars”?

Delivering a very emotional talk was Buffalo resident Bruce Beyer, who resisted the Vietnam War in his younger days, was busted by US stormtroopers for draft resistance and subsequently spent five years in exile in Canada. Beyer obviously hasn’t given up working for peace. In fact, he’s made news in Buffalo in recent years for his work against Junior ROTC in the city schools. Specifically, he’s taken on school administrators who’d quietly imposed the equivalent of a JROTC draft – preemptively enrolling students unless and until parents took the initiative to “opt out.” Nice message from the administrators to their charges, right? As the nation’s schools struggle with internal violence (cf. this week’s series in the Democrat and Chronicle), US society, represented by putative “educators,” preps young people for organized violence on a global scale.

The high point of the program came when Beyer literally embraced an antagonist from the old days: Stephen Banko III, a highly decorated combat vet who after returning from Vietnam peddled very hawkish views in the media. Banko, who now heads the Buffalo HUD office, confessed to the audience that back then he was acting out of PTSD and alcoholism. As his appearance at Kleinhans makes clear, Banko has come around 180 degrees – and dealt decisively with his addictions.

Another high point: the appearance of Geoffrey Millard, a Lockport resident and National Guard alum who now heads the Buffalo-area chapter of Iraq Veterans Against the War. (See www.ivaw.net.) It’s great to see the torch of peacemaking and resistance passed to the new generation.

Over in Fort Erie on Saturday, the rally turnout wasn’t big, but the energy was palpable. The afternoon was filled with music, of course, and you could feel an undercurrent of crossborder solidarity that promises greater levels of resistance to come. Several military resisters, including Virginian Ivan Brobeck and Texan Brandon Hughey, told how time in Iraq had clarified the moral questions for them and compelled them to leave the US. (You’ll find a gallery and bios of the resisters, plus other useful information, at www.resisters.ca.) I always think it’s odd these soldiers, some of whom remain proud patriots, are called “deserters.” In reality, they haven’t abandoned or avoided things - they’ve engaged themselves more deeply than almost anyone else in fighting against this war.

One nagging thought: I couldn’t but notice that more Canadians are involved, certainly in proportional terms, in the active GI resistance than Americans are. As several speakers noted, Western New York (and I’d add the Genesee Region) has a special responsibility. Part of this is location: We live at the border, so we’ve got to step up. Another part is history: Our communities were important stations on the Underground Railway. And it’s past time to create a successor network. Anyone looking for, say, a Harriet Tubman award? It’s worth remembering that Tubman lived on both sides of the US-Canada border, of necessity – and that her last home was in Auburn, a stone’s throw from Skaneateles.

Ride on, Jonathan
Topic: politics
Sometimes a bike ride is a lot more than, ah, a walk in the park. Take the 600-mile ride that US Senate hopeful Jonathan Tasini, a freelance writer-activist, completed late last month.

Tasini rode across New York State – from the Big Apple to Buffalo, that is, generally gaining elevation and fighting the prevailing wind – to highlight his uphill campaign against incumbent Senator Clinton.

Well, not against her personally; Tasini is no hormonally-charged Hillary Basher on a gender-vendetta (you know the type; if not, consult the nearest talk radio). He’s going after Clinton’s stands on the issues, particularly these three: her initial and ongoing support for the Iraq War; her support of NAFTA and similar “free trade” scams; and her failure to offer a cure for corporate health care. Tasini offers a clear alternative: He says the troops must be brought home now. He wants “new rules for the economy” that favor fair trade and labor rights (and as a longtime union organizer, he knows the ropes). And he supports “Medicare for All,” single-payer health coverage that will save both money and lives.

I had the privilege of riding with Tasini from Black Creek Park in the town of Chili to Buffalo just before the Democratic convention (coronation?) that tapped Clinton for a second term. The route took us through fertile farmlands whose beauty disguises an ailing ag economy, the declining small city of Batavia, the hideous and wasteful sprawl of eastern Erie County, and finally the all-but-terminal Genesee Street corridor leading to downtown Buffalo. Our ride ended only blocks from the convention site.

But it ain’t over. Campaign volunteers are now gathering signatures to get Tasini on the primary ballot. It’s a long shot, of course, but it’s one of the best ways to keep Clinton’s feet to the fire on war, trade, and health care.

For more information, go to www.tasinifornewyork.org.