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"Our children and our children's children will be tending this lethal garden, forever."

In 1997, students of Middletown High School in upstate New York produced a 54 minute documentary about organized crime, political corruption, and the illegal dumping of hazardous waste in the region's landfills.  The students and their teacher have moved on, but the toxic chemicals remain where they were poured, slowly and silently leaching into the groundwater.

Almost 25 years after the high school research project first started, this website reunites some of those who collaborated on Garbage Gangsters and Greed to discuss unresolved and ongoing questions raised by the documentary, as well as broader concerns about the environment, politics, public education, journalism, and civic responsibility.

Dieter Bohnwagner and Civic Courage

11/27/2013

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Dieter died way too soon at age 57 this past week.  I regret that I had very little contact with him over the last few years, a time when he suffered greatly.  A series of accidents had left Dieter with a bad back and shoulder that made it difficult for him to move, let alone work, without searing pain.  Dieter, who sometimes likened himself to Sluggo, was brawny and used to manual labor and the operation of heavy equipment.  It must have been maddening for him to have to spend so much of his time incapacitated.

I met Dieter in May of 1996.  At that time my students and I were trying to put together the pieces of Garbage, Gangsters, and Greed.   Dieter was blowing the whistle about a dump at the Orange County Park in Montgomery, and county legislator Tom Pahucki and Orange Environment’s Michael Edelstein thought it would be a good idea for Dieter and me to talk and compare notes.

Dieter called me and introduced himself on a Sunday morning.  He told me that he worked on the Orange County Landfill as a bulldozer operator from 1988 to 1992, and that he had witnessed huge quantities of toxic material being dumped there illegally.  He said he complained to his bosses and to authorities about the violations at the landfill, and that as a reward, they stopped giving him the pay raises to which he was entitled.  They then transferred him out to the County DPW garage where he ended up reporting more environmental violations, and then to the Orange County Park where he claimed the County was operating an illegal landfill near the sixth fairway.

So began our relationship, over many such phone conversations about toxic waste, organized crime, and government corruption.  Our long talks quickly turned into friendship.  Dieter loved coming over to the house to chat and have a few beers.  He loved our daughter, Sadie, and brought her stuffed animals, and he gave her some of the arrow heads he loved to find and collect.  He took Sadie fishing, and he once prepared us a delicious meal of freshly road-killed pheasant.

But most of our time we kept on about exposing the dumping.  Dieter had seen it all, and was deeply affected by it.  He loved the outdoors, and could not understand how people could knowingly pollute the land and water for profit.  He was desperate to do everything he could to make things right, even if that meant appearing on tape and becoming part of our documentary.  Dieter did not like the spotlight, and he did not like the idea of being recorded, but he did it anyway because he thought it would help our cause.

Inevitably, he suffered for it.  Dieter was already being hounded by his bosses for blowing the whistle on activities at the landfill and at the DPW garage.  When 60 Minutes had come to Middletown High School a couple of years earlier to interview students who had worked on our documentaries, they also visited Dieter who told them about the illegal dumping at the landfill.  The County knew all about Dieter’s cooperation.  And they knew that Dieter had called the DEC to complain, and that he had called the NY State Department of Health to ask about cancer concerns among park workers.  The State employees who took his calls had told Dieter’s bosses the same day, and the bosses made sure that Dieter got the message that he should just keep his mouth shut.

He received threats to his life.  A truck driver tried to run him off the road.  His supervisors called him a professional troublemaker; his coworkers kept their distance from him.  This only made him more determined.  He got back in their faces and told them that he would tell the world about the “tomb,” a hidden chemical dump at the county park that had been covered over with a concrete slab.  He was bluffing.  Only the old timers at the park knew where the tomb was, and they were not about to tell Dieter.  They were too frightened, even though the contaminated water was making some of them sick.

In school, my students and I were trying to practice a strategy known as “civic courage.”  It means behaving exactly as if you were a practicing citizen in a real democracy.  It means going to meetings and speaking truth to power and taking responsibility for the welfare of the community.  Like Dieter’s bluff about the tomb, civic courage is a bluff as well.  The key words in the definition are as if, because we know that our democracy is becoming more myth than reality, and that power moves on stealthy, filthy feet outside of public view.  The practitioner of civic courage goes through all of the motions for this very reason, in an effort to expose the undemocratic contradictions built into the system.

To all of us who worked with Dieter at the time, he was the embodiment of civic courage.  Like Dutch Smith, Stan Greenberg, Armondo Bilancione, and others, he was willing to risk his job, and maybe even his life, to bear witness to the truth.  For every whistle blower like Dieter, there were dozens who said nothing, who kept their heads down and their mouths closed, no matter how ugly or destructive the acts they witnessed on the job.

Our society is ambivalent about whistle blowers.  On the one hand, we claim to admire them.  But on the other, we despise what they do.  Consider Edward Snowden, the NSA contractor who is now a fugitive from the United States.  A recent survey shows that 49% of Americans consider Snowden a hero, while 51% consider him “more of a traitor,” even though it is now clear that he opened our eyes to the enormity of our government’s illegal and immoral surveillance system.  That is the way it goes with whistle blowers.  You can open people’s eyes to the poisoning of their land and water, and some of them will hate you for it.  Henrik Ibsen understood that in 1882 when he wrote An Enemy of the People.

Dieter knew that the only thing he had to gain when he went on tape for our documentary was an opportunity to set the record straight: a chance to alert the public that crimes had been committed, and that these crimes represented a direct threat to our health.  It was the same reason he cooperated with 60 Minutes when they came to town to produce the segment that they never aired.  

He knew he was putting himself at risk when he spoke openly about Lou Heimbach touring the landfill every week in his limo even when he was no longer county executive, or of mobsters handing out turkeys and bottles of whisky to state troopers and landfill operators at Christmas, or of 55 gallon drums of spoiled lead highway paint dumped into the wetlands near the DPW garage, or the toxic industrial sludge that was dumped into the black dirt near Pine Island, or the large, working, secret landfill that was maintained at the County Park to take in illegal toxins and medical waste when the police were watching the County Landfill on the other side of town.

I believe that Dieter’s whistle blowing contributed to his difficulties these last few years.  He most likely would have had an easier time of it had he not crossed so many powerful people in Orange County.  Ironically, those same people continue to hold important positions and win prestigious awards.  Dieter received no awards for his selfless acts of civic courage.  I like to think, however, that when Dieter drew his last breath, his conscience was clear, and he knew that he had performed his civic and moral duty.  Dieter is gone, but the poisons he warned us about are still percolating in the landfill, the black dirt, the wetland near the DPW, and the park.  Hopefully, these toxic time bombs will be attended to someday, and when the enormity of these environmental crimes finally comes to light, Dieter will be given the honor he so rightfully deserves.
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Betty Bogart
9/25/2014 06:10:32 am

I met Dieter at the age of 10. We were life long friends. I moved to fl in 1980 and lost track of him but found his mother in fl and got his telephone number in the early 2000s. We spoke on the phone And he told me of his suffering. I wish I was closer to have been by his side to listen and help him. I think of him often and I miss that I never got to see him again...

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Nate Spence
10/30/2014 02:07:44 pm

I grew up as a child knowing Dieter, he was a kind and loving man. I can remember him bringing home perfectly good toys and household goods from the dump. He knew the land around Orange County as he was an avid indian artifact hunter. He would bring arrowheads and old indian style items to our house. I trust what Dieter says and am happy that I found this video. I remember being board as a child watching it on our RCA tube TV.

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Joe
9/25/2016 08:19:19 am

He was a good man with a big. Heart R.I.P. BROTHER

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Karen and Mike
9/27/2016 08:12:30 am

I met Deiter in 2008 when Mike and I moved back to NY, but Mike has known him all his life. Deiter was a great friend of ours, we loved and miss him so much! He will always be in our hearts ♡♡♡♡♡♡

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rick colligan
9/28/2016 02:41:00 pm

He was a good friend we went to school together I'll miss hi

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Arthur Clark
11/10/2016 09:38:15 pm

Well I'll start with the FACTS of which few if any know. In the early 1960's I was rudely introduced to a wiretap. As I recall it was referred to a commission. I was about the age of 3 thus it was 1961.From then on the properties I had share in with and without held an occupation of recording activity That I recognized as well later on commanded well enough to hear and see my own personal artist expression produced from electronic records. I'm the only vocalist/director/commander to my knowledge that has been denied any reasonable representation royalty or honors to date. 9:12 PM 2016. My stories recorded include "The Birds" "Highplains Drifter" and band titles "Black Sabbath" "The Rolling Stones" these are a very very few produced from my parents home more have been recorded beyond them from my former property as well properties I've rented. I will remind the worthless assholes in so called law enforcement the "White House" has been occupied for the psst near 6 decades from the same records keeping producing identity issues to presidents governors mayors and idiot officers such as so call local authorities city county state and federal. When I make mention these idiots are representing my work or my personal interests by partaking in employing recording time and occupying it with an identity issued from it for any reason they do so as if they have entitlement or contract to represent it. I'd remind I've held no interest in argument most of the time up until the documentation is reproduced and continually awarded by attorneys whom are without doubt demanding trouble as well confrontation in every sense of the word.So when I find issue with the employ of electronic recording activity I disagree with or find questionable for any reason I will remind of what the content is in short. Thus the topic Dieter Bohnwagner. The fuck'n name is pure fiction and the employ of it does not trouble me much outside the fact it is part of characterizations I entertained myself with in the 70's my voice is the only one worthy of mention in the entire of history of arts and entertainment and again rates #1 in marketable sales. I knew a fellow employing the name I knew it was an alias all along never mentioned it and if I'm not mistaken the fuck'n asshole pictured above is not the same guy I knew personally holding the ID in the 1970's enough said for now. Those knowing him are likely holding bogus IDs as well my own may have been forwarded from recording activity in an occupied property as well so should I have any advantage I've not claimed any part of it my entire life over the issue or contract related to this type of documentation.

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Jonny appleseed
2/14/2017 01:56:27 pm

U right I got bogus I.D dude

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Daniel k Dirr
12/17/2017 07:40:40 pm

Me and my brother hung with Dieter for many years. He was a gentle giant the world needs more Dieter Bohnwagners it would be a much better place to live .RIP.Pal you will never be forgotten.

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