Dook Snyder

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Unfortunately I’m one of the Snyders who don’t make pretzels. My Dad, Alexander’s claim to fame was seeing Carl Erskine pitch a no hitter for the Brooklyn Dodgers at Ebbets Field which is why he named me Dook, and in the process caused me major grief. A car mechanic, he thought he was funnier than he really was and would drag me to comedy clubs and to the Catskills. My Mom, Gail, taught second grade and treated my Dad like the second grader he often was. I work for an agency that wouldn’t be happy if I told you which one it was but know that I have come to love the Berkshires and have a second home here.

Articles by Dook Snyder

Smoke Signals from The Swamp: Carter Page

Monday, 25 Dec 2017 - Like many of our protagonists, Carter Page's story keeps changing. He didn’t meet with Russians. He did meet with Russians. Nothing happened. Or maybe something did happen.

Smoke Signals from the Swamp: The fall of Flynn

Sunday, 12 Nov 2017 - General Flynn is inextricably woven into the story of Donald Trump and Russia. And nothing reveals the important role he has played more clearly than the efforts President Trump made to convince FBI Director James Comey not to dig too deeply into what Flynn might have done.

Smoke Signals from The Swamp: Meet General Michael Flynn

Monday, 30 Oct 2017 - "As conflict between states evolves, the cyberspace is becoming an increasingly vital component of strategy and doctrine for war fighting." -- General Michael Flynn, former Trump National Security Advisor