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April 15, 2008

tax day inspirations

Filed under: Haiku or Senryu,q.s. quickies — David Giacalone @ 7:23 am

As is our tradition, f/k/a is declared a Tax-Whiner-Free Zone today. tax day

tax day —
a battery-powered breeze
stirs the desk chimes

…………………… by Billie Wilson from The Heron’s Nest

If you’re feeling a need for a prayer or two, perhaps the Giacalone Siblings will serve as inspiration:

tax deadline
we count dependents
and contributions

poem: David Giacalone
photo: MAMA G. (1956)

The original haiga was posted at MagnaPoets Japanese Form (April 15, 2007), where the Comments somehow devolved into a discussion of braciole.

April 12, 2008

poorly framed in Schenectady

Filed under: Haiku or Senryu,lawyer news or ethics,Schenectady Synecdoche — David Giacalone @ 6:43 pm

Even by Schenectady standards for silly and strange legal news (see examples here), the burglary conviction of 50-year-old Gregory Barnes is noteworthy. Last February, after a two-week trial, Barnes was found guilty of three counts of first-degree burglary, plus menacing and harassment charges [for threats and sexual comments to the victim]. According to the Albany Times Union:

“Barnes broke into his sister-in-law’s James Street home and attacked her with a screwdriver in March 2007. At the time, he was high on crack cocaine and incensed at the woman for cutting him off from family activities, Assistant District Attorney Anne Bair said.”

What makes the case peculiar and interesting can be culled from the headlines it garnered in the two major local newspapers: “Burglar convicted after alibi collapses: Defendant tried to pin violent break-in on imaginary criminal” (Albany Times Union, by Paul Nelson, Feb. 22, 2008); and “Burglar gets added time for trying to frame a frame” (Schenectady Daily Gazette, by Steven Cook, April 12, 2008). As the TU explains further:

“Barnes tried to pin his crime on an imaginary person — even providing a photo of a dapper picture-frame model to make his case.

. . . “A few weeks before the trial started, Barnes presented an alibi to his lawyer, public defender Kent Gebert. Barnes gave Gebert a picture of a man he contended was responsible for the crimes against his sister-in-law and gave the man’s name as Wayne Heittleman, Gebert said. That photo was used as an exhibit to bolster the case.

. . . “Gebert said Barnes testified in court that he had only arranged for Heittleman to scare the victim and that Heittleman ‘went beyond the assignment” by burglarizing the place and attacking the woman.”

Public Defender Kent Gebert told the Times Union he initially had no reason to doubt Barnes’ story. Luckily, the prosecutor’s office was not quite as gullible as Gebert. You see, this is the “photo” submitted by Barnes and Gebert to identify the alibi perpetrator:

The TU tells us that “A subsequent background check of Heittleman by county investigator Dave Mantei came up empty,” and “We knew it (photo) was phony, cropped and cut out from some type of catalog, but didn’t know where,” ADA Bair added. Then, serendipity helped uncover the truth:

“As luck would have it, Cathy Dobies, who works in the district attorney’s office, saw the photo in a picture frame while browsing in the Glenville Wal-Mart where her son works.”

The Schenectady Daily Gazette filled out the story in its article today:

“Investigators spent the better part of 12 hours trying to find the man, Bair said. When the photo surfaced, they had immediate suspicions, but had to prove it.

“It was Cathy Dobies, who works in the district attorney’s office, who solved the mystery. She knew she had seen the face and suspected it came from somewhere, but didn’t know where. She checked several advertisements. Then, after work, she went to Wal-Mart.

“Within minutes, she found ‘Mr. Heidleman.’

“ ‘I went to the picture frame aisle and there they were, tons of them,’ Dobies recalled today. . . .

“It turned out the man in the picture was nowhere near Schenectady last March — or apparently ever. Officials called the company that produced the frames and was told he lived in Florida.”

Taking Ms. Dobies’ lead, I headed to the same Wal-Mart store this afternoon, and also quickly found “Mr. H.”, and scanned it for this posting (after spending $1.47 for the frame). The photo is part of the packaging in a series of picture frames with the brand name “megapix,” manufactured by MCS Industries, Inc., and sold at Wal-Mart. It comes on a thin piece of cardboard, in the odd size and shape shown above. There is no way a thinking adult could have been fooled by it.

Acting Schenectady County Court Judge Richard Giardino was clearly correct to be angry about the lies told to judge and jury by defendant Barnes in his courtroom, and right to add years to his sentence. On Friday, Judge Giardino sentenced Barnes — who had a prior burglary conviction 20 years ago — to the maximum 18 years in prison. Per the Daily Gazette:

judgeAngry “As upsetting as this crime is, what is also upsetting to the court is that you came and put your hand on the Bible and lied in front of the jury,” Giardino told Barnes. “You tried to put this off on someone else, and in doing so you damaged the integrity of the whole criminal justice system.”

The prosecutor had only asked for 12 years. Public Defender Gebert had the chutzpah to ask for five years, arguing that Barnes had stayed out of trouble for 20 years, and still has a chance to be a productive member of society.

After the verdict, Gebert told the TU in February that he was “thoroughly ticked off” and that Barnes sheepishly gazed down when he realized the prosecution had refuted his story and had the picture frame to prove it. He also asserted that he:

“wouldn’t knowingly put something in evidence if I knew it was false.”

We’re not doing legal ethics punditry these days here at f/k/a, but I’d like to do a little Concerned Citizen Commentary. Frankly, I don’t buy lawyer Gebert’s excuses — and I would not like to think that the ethical and “professional responsibility” duties of an officer of the court could be so lax as to allow him to look the other way, while his client tried to pin the crime on a picture-frame model. I’m hoping that my weblogging friend Scott H. Greenfield, of the Simple Justice weblog, and many other criminal defense and legal ethics experts [such as the proprietors of CrimProfBlog, Doug Berman at Sentencing Law & Policy, Skelly Wright at Arb& Cap, Mike Frisch at Legal Profession Blog, and maybe even Scott at Grits for Breakfast] will help us sort out Gebert’s obligations. And, I hope some non-criminal lawyers who care about protection of the public and the honor of the profession will also chime in and help us understand what kind of due diligence is due from a criminal defense lawyer confronted with a fishy tale.

Did Gebert “know” the alibi was false and the picture phony? It seems to me he would have to be consciously leaning backwards, averting his gaze, and holding his nose, to avoid seeing the truth. Such willful ignorance is not the same as not knowing. Here are a few of the reasons why I believe no responsible lawyer should have — in the totality of the circumstances — allowed the alibi to go forward:

  • Barnes’ victim was his own sister-in-law, who surely could identify her attacker; this raises the alibi threshold in my mind;
  • The photo came in a size and on a type of stock paper that is not consistent with home photography — and it plainly looks like a male model (rather than a likely co-conspirator button-man, likely to act as a heavy in crack-head Barnes’ campaign to scare his relatives)
  • If Gebert had Googled the name of the so-called actual perpetrator — either “Wayne Heittleman” per the Times Union, or “Wayne Heidleman” per the Gazette — he would have found not one responsive link back in February. Today, the only Google results for either name are articles about this story. Indeed, there appears to be no person ever mentioned in cyberspace with the surname “Heittleman.”

By letting Barnes present that clearly bogus alibi evidence, public defender Gebert did a great disservice to the justice system and to the public and his profession. (Without that alibi, would there have been a two-week jury trial wasting public and private resources?) Of course, as a practical matter, he helped garner the maximum sentence for his client. I hope his managing attorneys have taken note, along with the appropriate bar officials.

after the verdict
the tireless lawyer speaks
in falling snow

first murder trial–
the D.A. arrives
in new gloves

…………………………………………. by Barry George, J.D.

A final thought or two: ADA Anne Bair told the TU that the attempted ruse was “something out of the movies.” My response to that remark is similar to that of Albany area investigator “John D” at his weblog Nobody Move! (“STUPID CROOK TRICKS: EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY”, March 2, 2008):

Movies? What movies? Dumb and Dumber? The Jerk? The beauty of this is that it’s a twofer; a stupid crook trick, and a stupid lawyer trick. Too bad we couldn’t have worked in a stupid politician trick for the trifecta. Maybe next time.

This being Schenectady, I doubt the stupid-trifecta will be long in coming.

school photo
the frown my sister
grew into

… by Roberta Beary [honorable mention, penumbra 2004 haiku contest]

school staff photos
an early retirement leaves
a patch of glue

in black and white
the smiles of men
who made it home

…. by Matt Morden, at Morden Haiku
school staff photos” (Sept. 15, 2007) –
in black and white” – (Oct. 15, 2006, with photo)

kids51

 

ancient snapshot
their last smiles
for the camera

…. by dagosan [Sept. 1, 2004]

Speaking of cropping, click this image for a creative use of scissors from “ethicalheretic” Michelle Rhea, who does not appear to make haiga, but does often combine photos and poetry.

winter woods
seeing myself
in black and white

old passport
the tug
of my father’s smile

………………….. by yu chang –
“winter woods” – Update Dim Sum 2005/1
“old passport” – UDS, 2001/II; The Loose Thread: RMA 2001

the old days . . .
autumn colors
black and white

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . by andrew riutta – Full Moon Magazine (2005)

family album–
the black and white
of my youth

…. by Jim Kacian – from pegging the wind

home for Christmas
the golden afterimage
of a camera flash

……………. by Alice Frampton

April 11, 2008

the bad memory century

Filed under: q.s. quickies — David Giacalone @ 9:55 am

don't forget I‘ve always hated being part of a fad or trend — well, at least since I refused to wear a “Frodo Lives” button over forty years ago in high school, and boycotted — um — those books (three of them, I think) by — er — that famous fantasy author. But, there’s no doubt that I saw myself in today’s column by David Brooks, titled “The Great Forgetting” (New York Times, April 11, 2008). Here’s a taste of his humorous look at the increasing inability of Boomers and their elders to remember:

“They say the 21st century is going to be the Asian Century, but, of course, it’s going to be the Bad Memory Century. Already, you go to dinner parties and the middle-aged high achievers talk more about how bad their memories are than about real estate. . . .

“In the era of an aging population, memory is the new sex.” questionDude

Brooks seems to have forgotten to do much editing of this column — which is a bit too long and tries a little too hard to come up with amusing examples and quotable bon mots — but he nonetheless gives his fellow 50- and 60-somethings something to smile about, and makes a few points worth pondering. Not living in either NYC or DC, I have not yet encountered the “colossal Proustian memory bullies,” described by Brooks, but he’s right that in many ways “Society is now riven between the memory haves and the memory have-nots.” (Long gone are the days when I boasted that my alphabetization skills would always get me a job.) And, he surely scored a bullseye with the observation:

erasingF “As in most great historical transformations, the members of the highly educated upper-middle class will express their suffering most loudly. It is especially painful when narcissists suffer memory loss because they are losing parts of the person they love most.”

Brooks ends on an optimistic note: “Their affection for themselves will endure through this Bad Memory Century, but their failure to retrieve will produce one of the epoch’s most notable features: shorter memoirs.”

cuckoo
what did you forget?
retracing steps

ISSA, translated by David G. Lanoue

As younger readers surely recall, we’ve touched on the topic of Boomer memory loss often here at f/k/a — in contexts both serious and silly. If you need a reminder, check out these prior postings:

the octagenarian
fills in my blank ………….
again

……. by dagosan, a/k/a david giacalone

April 10, 2008

off the wire: some haiku winners

Filed under: haijin-haikai news,Haiku or Senryu — David Giacalone @ 5:29 pm

The past couple of weeks, while waiting to get over the flu, I’ve been catching up on the first four seasons of the HBO show The Wire. I can understand why some have called it the best show on television, with “scope, observational precision and moral vision of great literature.” I hope the dvd set of the 5th and final season, which ended on January 6, 2008, is available soon and added to the Schenectady Public Library’s collection, so this cable-less soul can see how it all ended.

As you may know, the show takes place in Baltimore, MD, a City that I only tend to think about while driving down I-95 to D.C. (when required to either bypass or traverse its tunnel). However, much of the political maneuvering in The Wire involved the Baltimore mayor, so I couldn’t help but think of my old law school classmate Kurt Schmoke, who spent quite a few years as Baltimore’s mayor, and made ripples by arguing for drug legalization.

Kurt popped up in one episode during Season 3 (shadowing his current academic role as dean of Howard Law School), which raised drug immunity-legalization issues. (a prior f/k/a post featured Schmoke’s thoughts on law school rankings).

after hours gym –
a heavy bag sways slowly
in the window

Barry George Haiku Harvest (Jan-Feb 2003)

No, I don’t know where I’m going with this musing — chalk it up to my flu-addled brain. So let me just transition to the real purpose of this post, which is to tell you about the winners of the 2008 Anita Sadler Weiss Memorial Haiku Awards, which were announced last week (and see the NCHS Blog), and the poems honored in the Mainichi News Annual Selection 2007 as the best haiku from that publication in 2007.

The Weiss Awards are sponsored annually by the Haiku Poets of Central Maryland, which serves haikuists in the greater Baltimore Metro Area [hey, there was a tenuous connection to The Wire]. Anita Sadler Weiss was a much-respected and loved Baltimore-based haiku poet, enthusiast, and teacher. This year’s First Place prize went to a poem by Tony A. Thompson, of Lufkin, Texas. As you know, we don’t reprint poems here without permission from the author, so I can’t share Tony’s “mountain stillness” haiku with you — but, I’ll provide a link as soon as one is available.

Among the other winners, however, are three of our f/k/a Honored Guest Poets, allowing us to share them with you. Of course, the honorees are among the usual suspects:

Second Place:

winter dusk—
when dad
would phone

…………….. by Roberta Beary, Washington, DC

Third Honorable Mention:

sunrise
at Gettysburg…
locusts

………………. by Barry George, Philadelphia, PA

Fifth Honorable Mention:

scenic vista
looking out
for ticks

…….. by Paul Miller, Bristol, RI

I‘m sorry to say that one of the Weiss “winners” has garnered a spot on our hold the anchovies page of notable “tell-em” psyku. It’s a fine example of half a haiku attached to a (not particularly interesting or creative) intellectual conclusion.

The Annual Selection 2007 from Mainichi editor Isamu Hashimoto: Every month, you’ll find a dozen or so new poems on the English haiku page of Mainichi Daily News. This year’s First Prize went to a poem by Hubertus Thum, of Barsinghausen, Germany, who had ten poems chosen for Mainichi publication in 2007. The “best of” selections by Editor Hashimoto also include the following poems by our f/k/a Poet Family:

2nd Prize, co-wiiner:

distant shoreline —
silence catches up
with the train

—- Laryalee Fraser (Salmon Arm, BC, Canada)

Honorable Mention . . .

I start to judge
the haiku contest entries …
falling leaves

… by George Swede

grey Atlantic
a pelican crosses
the rainbow

… by Peggy Willis Lyles

Congratulations to all the winners!

April 8, 2008

our forever pastime

Filed under: Haiku or Senryu,q.s. quickies — David Giacalone @ 11:38 am

Michael Langenstein, Play Ball, 1982 (postcard collage), reproduced in ”Diamonds Are Forever: Artists and Writers on Baseball’‘ (Smithsonian Institution, 1987, at 33); and see vice-versa (Vol. 1, no. 3, Spring 2006), where it is accompanied by Joseph Stanton’s poem Play Ball, which begins:

And God handed Adam
a sphere 2.9″ in diameter,

Last Friday’s Writer’s Almanac, with Garrison Keillor (scroll to April 4, 2008; Listen [RealAudio]), reminded me that I’ve been wanting to spotlight a big, beautiful baseball book, which I discovered used at our Whitney Book Corner back in February — ”Diamonds Are Forever: Artists and Writers on Baseball‘ (Peter H. Gordon, Editor, Smithsonian Institution, 1987). Keillor read the poem: “Assignment #1: Write a poem about Baseball and God” by Philip E. Burnham, Jr. from Housekeeping: Poems Out of the Ordinary, Ibbetson Street Press (2005), which opens:

And on the ninth day, God
In His infinite playfulness
Grass green grass, sky blue sky, . . .

Burnham’s poem quite naturally recalled to my foggy mind the Michael Langenstein image that I’ve placed at the top of this posting, which is included in Diamonds are Forever. Unfortunately, my Forever Flu has kept me from stringing together sentences here at f/k/a for an entire week now, and continues to make it rather difficult to bring my thoughts together in a coherent whole. Those hands by Michelangelo have me concerned more about spreading germs than passing on traditions, while my hacking cough has me thinking of mortality, eternity and limbic limbo, rather than normal promises of spring.

So, I’m gonna tell you a little bit more at the book, show a couple additional images linking religion and baseball, and share some spirited baseball haiku (for more check our links here, and our baseball haiku page). Then, it will be time for me (who has yet to watch his first at bat this year) to get horizontal and maybe pray this coughing stops before the All-Star Game.

tied in the ninth
pitcher and batter
cross themselves

8th birthday –
she wants a diamond
and new cleats

……… by dagosan

If you missed this baseball and art lover’s treasure when it was first published in 1987, or reprinted in 2003, you can still find it at the Amazon.com Marketplace for under $4 new and under a buck used, and Search Inside, too. It’s coffee-table sized (12 inches by 9, 168 pages). As the publisher has stated,

“[It] collects the work of America’s finest writers and artists as they celebrate the passion and excitement of our national pastime. Published in cooperation with the Smithsonian Institution, Diamonds Are Forever collects paintings, drawings, photographs, and literary excerpts, illuminating every aspect of the game-the plays, the parks, the players, the fans. Work from John Updike, Andy Warhol, Stephen King, Edna Ferber, Neil Simon, Jacob Lawrence, Roger Angell, and dozens more make this volume an artistic tribute to the quintessentially American game.”

The book was put together along with a major traveling museum exhibition, in a display The display that included “116 works of art – paintings, sculptures, photographs and lithographs – as well as quotations from 55 writers.” The New York Times covered its appearance at the New York State Museum in Albany (September 1987), and at New York Public Library (Feb. 1990).

after confession baseball
father shows us
how to throw a spitter

…………………… by Ed MarkowskiSimply Haiku (Sports senryu, Vol. 6 no. 1, Spring 2008)

If prayers work better than dollars, maybe this guy — an untitled acrylic by Steve Gianakos, reproduced in ‘Diamonds Are Forever, at 150 — could help the big-spending, winless Detroit Tigers. Lucky for us, lifelong Tiger fan Ed Markowski keeps producing winners even when the Tigers are in a slump.

“red hots!”
for an instant i’m ten
and
father’s still alive

rising into thunderclouds umpireS
the umpire’s
right arm

night game in durango
all the stars
above the diamond

…….. by ed markowski – “rising” & “night game” – Baseball Haiku (2007)

Janet Braun-Reinitz (co-author of “The Mural Book“), “Report from the Fire Zone, Scroll XV,” 1986 Acrylic on Paper, reproduced in ”Diamonds Are Forever: Artists and Writers on Baseball’‘ (Smithsonian Institution, 1987, at 152)

October revival
all hands lift
to the foul ball

…………………. by jim kacianPiedmont Literary Review (Circa 1992) & Baseball Haiku (2007)

the pitching coach
strides slowly to the mound –
dust devils

Louisville Slugger
the boy’s fingertips caress
the trademark

………….. by lee gurgaBaseball Haiku (2007)

thunder . . .
little leaguers chatter
silenced

………………by randy brooksBaseball Haiku (2007)

p.s. Speaking of sports immortality, congratulations to Schenectady native, Pat Riley, who was voted into the National Basketball Association Hall of Fame yesterday.. (see Schenectady Daily Gazette, April 8, 2008; also, editorial) Of course, the way things work around here, Riley would have retired by now as a county judge or been ensconced as mayor in City Hall, had he decided to move back to his hometown when his basketball playing days were done. He clearly chose the better path.

ground rule double
a graveside angel
makes the stop

………… by dagosan baseballdiamond

April 1, 2008

april flu days

Filed under: Haiku or Senryu,q.s. quickies — David Giacalone @ 1:10 pm

Honest: we were gonna really wow you with our April Fool’s wit and insight today (and maybe throw in some cherry blossom haiku and links to stories about the new Nationals Stadium in D.C.). But, I somehow picked up a dreadful flu bug over the weekend (at Duanesburg Day, I believe), and it apparently has not yet hit its peak. So, there’s nothing much for this achy old fool to do but put up a token posting, head back to my futon, and avoid excess exertion.

all fools day
my daughter gets in first
with a pinch and punch

April Fool’s Day –
a skylark’s song
way over my head

april snow
a pat of butter
melts in the pan

…… by matt morden
“April Fool’s Day” – The Heron’s Nest (June 2001);
“april snow” – Mayfly #27′ “all fool’s day” – morden haiku

April 1st
the haiku muse
calls in sick

………. by dagosan

p.s. Although we traditionally have warned our readers to avoid the tidal wave of badly-written April Fool’s humor and concept pieces in cyberspace this time of year, we want to point to an exception — George Wallace’s special April Fool’s Blawg Review. After hosting Blawg Review #153 yesterday at his insurance blog, Declarations & Exclusions, George is focusing at A Fool in the Forest today on blawgs that go beyond legal issues and stories (and has graciously mentioned a number of recent posts from f/k/a), on legal oddities, and on some Naughty Bits. We suggest you take the time you saved by not having to peruse one of our prolix pieces today, and head over to visit George in his artsy little forest.

growing old–
even the cherry blossoms
a bit annoying

….. by Kobayashi Issa, translated by David G. Lanoue (60 more with blossoms)

winter sickness
my daughter tucks me in
for the first time

…….. by matt morden – – The Heron’s Nest, Valentine Award (July 2003)

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