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Paul DeRienzo

I was born in the shadow of New York City, just a few blocks away from the City line in Westchester County. My family is of Italian and Hungarian extraction, having come to New York during the great wave of immigration at the turn of the last century. My dad grew up in Fort Greene, Brooklyn and mom in the North Bronx. I was born on Memorial Day 1956, the first of four children. I was educated in Catholic schools until I was 16 and then in a small, integrated private school where I graduated in 1974. I went on to college at the University of Wisconsin in Madison where I majored in Political Science. In 1980 I returned to New York where I studied Political Economy at the Graduate Faculty of the New School for Social Research. In 1983 I moved to the Lower East Side where I have lived, at various addresses, ever since.

I became politically conscious during the time of civil rights and anti-war protests. I was a couple of years younger than the baby boomers that dominated the era, but I was a 10 year old who watched the news and I was always aware of the political world around me. In 1968 my grandfather took me to visit Hungary, it was the time of Prague Spring and I'll never forget the Soviet troops marching through the square in the town where many of my ancestors originated.

Besides politics I was always interested in pop culture and I grew up to relatives and neighbors dancing to Motown and watching American Bandstand every afternoon after school. I learn to love both R&B and R&R and I never tried to separate the two genres despite the obvious and open racial antagonism that existed at the time. Whether it was the Temptations or Black Sabbath I learned to love the music that was the soundtrack for the 60s and 70s.

In 1971, while in High School at Fordham Prep I started to hang out at the McGovern for President HQ on Webster Avenue under the old Third Avenue El. I had a little bit of the rogue and troublemaker about me and my star rose quickly as I became a youth activist in the Bronx working for the reform Democrats. I became further, and more seriously politicized as I met returning Vietnam veterans whose war stories and commitment to end the Vietnam War left me greatly impressed. It was obvious that I wasn't alone and that the war and the men who pursued it were deeply unpopular in my part of the world.

I'll never forget watching the wall of TV sets in the appliance section at the old S. Kleins on Central Avenue as President Nixon made his resignation announcement. It was barely a month later on State Street in Madison, Wisconsin where I joined thousands of students who poured into the streets protesting Gerald Ford's pardon of Nixon. We occupied a McDonalds, fought running battles with the cops and generally had a grand old time. In those streets I decided to become a radical, a promise I kept ever since. Even then I suspected there was a lot I didn't know and much I had to learn. As the furor of the anti-war movement waned I fell in with a group of left liberal politicos at the Wisconsin Student Association and I ran for and was elected a student representative for the Social Studies Department at UW. I ran about five times and never lost once. It was soon after the arrest of Dwight Armstrong, who with his brother Karl and two others had bombed the Army Mathematics center accidentally killing a graduate student. The conservative students managed a big comeback after that incident and for most of my time in student politics we fought a defensive battle against encroaching student apathy.

All wasn't gloom and doom, because during the Iran hostage crisis the students began the first major popular movement designed to protect Iranian students from brutal attacks by campus reactionaries. I became friendly with many leftist groups and worked closely with the Iranian Student Association, battling a crooked professional clown who had seized control of the student fees budget in order to throw toga parties. In one memorable occasion dozens of Iranians backed me up at a tense meeting where we forced the student government to donate money to the Iranian student groups. During this time I traveled to Mississippi to join African-American workers on strike against slave-like working conditions at a local chicken processing plant. I also played a major role in organizing "The 80s Conference" which brought former members of the Black Panthers together with Yippies, Rock Against Racism, counter culturalists and socialist groups. It's where I met Anita Hoffman, Bobby Seale, Bill Kunstler and many other great 60s luminaries. Soon afterwards I took on organizing a series of Rock Against Racism concerts in Madison culminating in a huge open-air show in a lakeside park. In the days leading up to the show while I was putting up posters for the concert with a female friend we were brutally attacked by a man who turned out to be off duty Madison police officer named Fred Fuller. In a wild fight I protected the woman as Fuller beat her head into a parked car in front of 200 witnesses. In the subsequent highly publicized assault trial Fuller was acquitted, my first real taste of the failings of the American justice system.

I was involved in many interesting political events in Madison, Chicago and the Midwest during this time and I almost moved to Chicago, a politicized and activist city with a long history of radical resistance to the powers that be. Instead I returned to New York and eventually wound up on the Lower East Side where I became deeply involved in supporting the revolutions in Central America. Throughout the early and middle 80s, during the reaction of the Reagan years, I traveled as a reporter to hotspots in Nicaragua, Honduras, Mexico, Haiti, Dominican Republic, Belize and Costa Rica. I met the founders of the Sandinista revolution and was present at a meeting between Panama's Manuel Noriega and Sandinista President Daniel Ortega. Back in New York I was active in anti-apartheid politics, continuing similar activism that I had precipitated in Madison. Through my coverage of anti-South Africa protests I became reacquainted with WBAI. I had grown up listening to BAI and had even attended events at the old church on the Upper East Side, dragging my less politicized friends along with me. In the early 80s I had met Dennis Bernstein and appeared on a number of BAI talk shows, but I really got involved, with the urging of Bob Fass, with the BAI news in 1986.Starting as a volunteer I began to tell the story of my neighborhood, which had been targeted by gentrifiers who were strong arming the long time poor residents into moving so they could be replaced by high end yuppies. My coverage of the Lower East Side peaked on a hot summer night in 1988 when police launched a search and destroy mission against the neighborhood in a fight that started over a curfew in Tompkins Square Park. Before the night was over 125 people were injured, most had no idea that police were even planning to close the park when all hell broke lose. In the ensuing 3 years a bitter fight between the city and hundreds of activists was punctuated by the armed occupation of the neighborhood, the forced closing of the park and establishment of a curfew that stands to this day. Throughout that period I generated hundreds of news stories for WBAI and was eventually hired as a WBAI news reporter.

The nineties in NYC were marked by an increase in police brutality as the Dinkins and then the Giuliani regime wrestled with an awakening majority minority city that had become very different than the New York of my youth. Immigrants from South America, Eastern Europe, China, Asia and the Middle East have changed the cultural complexion of New York forever and for the better, but the city's rulers have been slow to adapt. During this period from 1991 until 1998 I generated about 1000 news stories for WBAI, mostly, but not limited to NYC issues. I also began to spread out and produce for other mediums and on a wide variety of subjects. I was a regular contributor to the weekly news magazine Downtown, and my articles and interviews appeared in the Village Voice and Newsday. I produced radio for the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, WNYC, the American Urban Radio Network and Pacifica Network News. I also covered extensively the Democratic National Convention in both 1992 and 1996, reporting numerous times during Pacifica's coverage of these events.

In 1998 I left Pacifica to become Editor-in-Chief of High Times magazine, I also worked for Penthouse Magazine, writing a cover article on the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act before the events of September 11 made FISA a well known acronym. I also edited an Internet website called Indieplanet where I met the legendary boxer and humanitarian Muhammed Ali. Later I founded a new magazine called Heads, which was named the best new magazine of 2000 by the University of Mississippi. In 2001 I was approached by WBAI News Director Jose Santiago to help Santiago Nieves produce WBAIs new morning show, a position I held until 2002. Since then I have been Executive Producer of the Gary Null Show, arguably the best program produced for the Pacifica network.