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Uncle Sol
I cast away a trove of my uncle’s World War II bounty
Military orders handwritten on parchment
Photographs of shamed collaborator women
being paraded naked down the screaming streets
Next to letters of commendation
Nazi medals
Sewing kits. Bootie.
Jingoism and heroism on display.
With old correspondence
And letters from abroad.
He was in the psychological warfare unit,
Aide and driver to the Unit Commander.
I so admired the smell of his shaving cream
And cigarette smoke
mixed with the aroma of his morning
ablutions and eliminations
There
Next to the jeep
With the beautiful French women
Never married
Nor producer of offspring.
Who care that he served with valor
This unknown soldier
Absolutely anonymous
To all but me and a few cousins
One who turned a starter postage stamp collection
Into books upon books filled with cancelled postage stamps
Worth exactly nothing these decades later
Except to me
That I now throw into the fire.
Poetry

In the Maws of Israeli Justice – A First Hand Report
The court is in the police station,
That’s the first clue,
A building constructed by the British
To help contain the Arab population
Before the modern Israeli Era.
That purpose has not changed.
The judge is wearing an army uniform,
That is your second clue,
Something that suggests the outcome is foreordained.
You do not need any other clues.
But if this message is unclear
Or too nuanced
Please note that the translator is wearing an army uniform
The court reporter is wearing an army uniform
And the half dozen armed soldiers in the courtroom are wearing army uniforms.
Only the prosecuting attorney is out of uniform,
But he is still sneeringly self-assured,
For he too knows the outcome of this case,
As do the soldiers,
The court reporter,
And the prisoner,
Who has been denied access to his lawyer
for over three months.
Everyone knows the outcome,
Guaranteed and assured by hand and ankle cuffs,
By automatic weapons,
By nuclear weapons,
By the overwhelming power of the state.
The prosecutor speaks first.
He says the prisoner is suspected
Of being a member, or associate, or backer,
follower, fan, devotee, adherent, sympathizer,
organizer, sycophant, protégé, or operative,
Maybe.
Or perhaps being in the known presence
Of someone, or some organization,
Perhaps the political party that won the popular election,
Perhaps he is seditious
Perhaps a supporter of terrorism by the starving oppressed
Perhaps he holds positions antithetical to the government’s.
Besides, free speech and free association are not assured
Nor is the free exchange of ideas assured
And although no formal charges have yet been brought
And none are known to exist
Not to the defense
Not to the prisoner
Not to his lawyer
Not even to the judge
We are conducting an investigation,
Says the prosecutor,
And the investigation is not complete
And we need more time
Because during the time we had the prisoner
Chained and interrogated twenty one hours a day
For six straight days –
We rested on the seventh –
And he was most cooperative
Our prisoner
But we learned no thing
So the investigation must continue
And we need him in prison to do so
And an extension of his detention is needed
Away from his family and young children
Away from his students and his neighbors
Just like the hundreds of others we arrested and detained this week
Or was it last week, or the week before that,
On suspicion of being Palestinian.
The prisoner is allowed to speak
May it please the Court, the prosecutor,
The members of the army here today
And others in the courtroom, he says.
I am professor of law Hassan A. Gassan.
There are six Hassan Gassan’s at my university.
How does the prosecution even know
It was I, this Hassan Gassan, who was meant to be arrested?
That it was me intended to be dragged from his home
At two A.M.
My wife and children made to wait in the cold
My home searched without a warrant.
I have told the investigators everything I know,
Answered every question they have asked.
I know nothing more than the investigators now know,
Do not even know what the charges against me are
Or what separates me from my two month old daughter,
My son, my anxious wife
Other than the arbitrary power of the state.
Thank you.
Yes, yes, says the judge, tired of this tedium,
And who are these other people in the court with you,
It is unusual for anyone to attend these proceedings
Because the families of Palestinians
Are not permitted into Israel
And why would anyone else care?
Perhaps they will identify themselves.
We are Israeli friends of the prisoner and his family, we say,
We are international peace activists,
Educators, lawyers,
We are observers,
We are here to see how justice will be rendered in this case.
Very impressive, says the judge,
And most unusual.
That said, the ruling of this court
Is that the government’s request for an extension of detention
Is completely reasonable in this case and hereby granted.
It is really that brusque, that arbitrary
And that fina,l
Again and again
For Palestinian prisoners in the Israeli courts of justice
In the democratic Israeli state.
© B.R.Taub, Feb, 2008
POEMS FOR PALESTINE

Town Hall Commentary
Our voices are made to be heard, and here I can be seen speaking out on a topic which is VERY important to me at my local town meeting this year in Orleans, MA.
ADVENTURES & ATTENDENCES

Adventures & Attendences


This photo was taken on New Years Day, 2012, the year I began this website, at the Remtuck Temple outside of Gangtuk, in the Himalayas, in Sikkim. One of the locked doors at the Temple had a sign written in English, which seemed very odd to me. it read, “No Entry without Purpose.” I’ve tried to follow that guidance wherever I go, and whenever I enter.
The black and white picture was taken in 1964 in the Moslem Bosnian village of Lijesnica. The men are all part of a Catholic village work crew that was in Lijesnica on this day when they spilled the blood of the goat they slaughtered on the roof rafters of the house they were building before joining the peak and celebrating with a toast and the young anthropologist. Zhivali!!
“… it is not through the great skill of the hunter that success is achieved, but through the hunter’s awareness of her/his place in Creation and relationship to all things.” Indigenous American (Crow) wisdom
About this website:
This site was begun in 2010, designed with the intention of helping a half century of written work escape the bounds of its voluntary imprisonment … and, inasmuch as i had been actively traveling three or four month a year for the past few years in SE Asia, India, Africa, and the South China Sea, to also serve as a vehicle for recording and sharing my thoughts and observations as i travelled ’round the planet.
There are three main categories of writings on this site – poetry, travel writings, and other writings (commune stories, memoirs, non-travel stories, and select journal entries). I thrill to the fact there is so much fabulous writing and art being generated these days – in books, magazines, journals, on the web, and elsewhere – TV shows, student created works, plays, fascinating blogs, sculpture, and just plain old good visual and verbal art and intimate essential conversations. I almost resisted adding to the onslaught by not posting these materials, but the jailer was old, looking at death on the horizon, and tired of enforcing the restrictive rules. Besides, the prisoners were deemed by the highest authorities to be as rehabilitated and presentable as they ever would be, at least those that made it out into the blogosphere, mostly all harmless I trust, and restless for a taste of liberty and fresh air. This is also a legacy for my descendants and relatives all. If you want to be more directly in touch with me please go to or visit my FB page.
ADVENTURES & ATTENDENCES

Hook and Ladder


One of the main features of the tiller-truck is its enhanced maneuverability.[13] The independent steering of the front and back wheels allow the tiller to make much sharper turns, which is particularly helpful on narrow streets and in apartment complexes with maze-like roads.[12] An additional feature of the tiller-truck is that its overall length, over 50 feet (15 m) for most models, allows for additional storage of tools and equipment.[13] The extreme length gives compartment capacities that range between 500 and 650 cubic feet (14 and 18 m3) in the trailer with an additional 40 and 60 cubic feet (1.1 and 1.7 m3) in the cab.[13]
THE CHIEF







