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Scott Deshefy accepted the Green Party of CT’s 2nd Congressional District at a Nominating Convention on Saturday, April 12, 2008, at the Otis Library, in Norwich, CT.

Deshefy is a retired Department of Environmental Services scientist for the State of CT.

In accepting the nomination, he spoke of ending the war in Iraq, promoting a single payer health care system and converting jobs at Electric Boat and the Naval base into sustainable long term jobs.

Also speaking and endorsing Deshefy were Greens First Select person of Windam Jean deSmet and State Green Party Co- Chair Mike DeRosa.

Green Party spokesperson Tim McKee said this is the first Green Party Convention for the Second Congressional District in the state and The Greens are seeking to build a stronger network in the large eastern part of the state, in a district that starts in Enfield and goes to New London. All members of the Green Party who reside in the 2nd Congressional District were eligible to vote at the convention

McKee added ” I think Deshefy’s is a very qualified candidate for Congress. He worked at the Electric Boat shipyards as a young man, was on the Norwich school board and has been a working scientist for the state dealing with toxic issues across the state. This is an impressive resume for any candidate.It shows he is not a professional politician who bring a breathe of fresh air to the race.”

The Convention also discussed issues the 2nd District face in the future. The Greens strongly opposed the proposals for expanding Route 11 and paving over wildlife for the added road, a new diesel burning power plant on the Windam- Willimantic line,and a state wide CRRA ash dump in Franklin.

Unnatural Selection

Unlike Boxgrove Man,
We worried constantly for dogs
And cats, who followed camp
Unwary of our mines,
Picking shrapnel from unlucky ones,
A bloodied alms collected in a cartridge box
Like coppered tintinnabulations
Of a cashier’s bowl.
We peed and crapped
Into the casings of exhausted shells,
Screens deterring flies,
Routines varied every couple days
To ditch and stay ahead
Of spotters guiding incoming.
Dogs, who bonded closest, learned
To meet us at each secret spot and time,
Then overmark and trump our stench
As if to check the manifested lies
Of ever growing boundaries and glut for oil.
A mortar round, anticipating
Where we dropped our pants
The night before, surprised a dog.
We picked him free of nails
And listened for the hissing
Of a fast deflating tire.
2002

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