Image by Leah Pietrusiak
Last chance to check out the wall Upset did for the Version Fest in Chicago. Read about the wall on Juxtapoz's blog.
3219 S. Morgan-Chicago, IL
Sat. April 26th, 9pm -2am
26 April 2008
Image by Leah Pietrusiak
25 April 2008
"MAYOR FOR LIFE," Chicago's Richard M. Daley is planning to install new "eyes in the sky" across Chicago in the next year and assign 100 more Chicago Police Department officers to street duty--two initiatives that will be included in his 2008 budget proposal.
The soon to be purchased surveillance cameras will supplement the already existing 560 police cameras in Chicago with 250 contrastingly more discreet looking cameras installed in residential neighborhoods. Daley also plans to network them with the over 2,200 closed circuit cameras used by private businesses, the city's transit lines, public housing buildings, and schools so they to can be monitored by emergency operators.
The high-definition, motorized cameras can rotate 360 degrees and include night-vision capability and have the ability to detect loud noises, like gunshots or a person falling to the pavement.
Daley dismissed privacy concerns, saying that the only places where the city installs cameras are public spaces. Neither the courts nor the American Civil Liberties Union have objected to cameras in public places, saying there is no expectation of privacy on a city street.
Daley has expressed hopes to have a surveillance camera on every corner in the city by 2016. Chicago is the first U.S. city to install such a huge network of video surveillance, even though studies have repeatedly shown that cameras do not prevent crime.
24 April 2008
As said in a earlier post news is coming out on a new "graffiti book" by a NYPD Vandal Squad detective. Now more info is out, and not too many people are happy about it.
Amazon added the upcoming book to its website. Vandal Squad by Joseph “Joe Blow" Rivera is expected to be released by Miss Rosen Editions, the “urban culture and lifestyle” imprint of Powerhouse Books, in December 2008.
Here is an excerpt from the book on All City Writer "MENOS"
'We first became interested in MENOS after he went All
City. He was hitting all over the place but didn’t
dabble with the Subway. He was a street bomber and
also did a lot of Amtrak, Metro North, and Long Island
Railroad. We had a lot of connections with cops
covering those trains and they were constantly calling
us to ask, “Hey, you know who this guy is?” We saw
that he was getting big and decided to find out who
the hell he was. He was another one that was hard to
find because he had no permanent residence and was out
there bouncing around.
After several months we caught a break at a graffiti
exhibition in lower Manhattan. I was on the roof of a
three-story brownstone with binoculars. It was a
beautiful night. Half of them were gathered outside,
just hanging out, flipping through their photos, the
usual. Then one of the guys pulled out a can of spray
paint and tagged the sidewalk. When several spectators
moved out of the way I could read the tag: MENOS. I called down on the radio and gave them a
description. Turned out MENOS was with FREE 5 and OVAL
and a couple of other guys from the KGK crew. Then
MENOS started walking towards FREE 5’s van like he was
going to leave, so I ran down the stairs in case my
guys on the street didn’t grab him. As I was coming
down, I radioed to them, “There’s a guy videotaping
the whole thing. Get the tape! Get the guy with the
camcorder. We want to talk to him.” When I got down,
MENOS was cuffed but the van and the guy with the
camcorder were gone. But they did grab OVAL for
slapping stickers on a mailbox down the block as he
walked away from the party.
“Hey, you’re Joe Blow! How you doing?” MENOS said. “I
ain’t telling you shit!”
“Don’t worry about it,” I told him. “We’re going to
lock you up again. Trust me, we’re going to get you.”
As soon as he got out, he was tagging all over the
City again. He was everywhere and he didn’t stop.
Several uniform cops locked him up for hitting trucks
in a parking lot down by the Williamsburg Bridge. He
had a camera on him. I got a Search Warrant for the
camera, developed the film, and there were pictures of
MENOS bombing all over the City alongside other
vandals. With the evidence to charge him in Brooklyn,
the Bronx, and Manhattan, we gave MENOS the grand tour
of the New York City Booking facilities.
When he was arrested, he didn’t make bail and was sent
to Rikers Island. I talked to the DA’s office in each
borough where he had open complaints, and had the ADAs
draw up a “take out order.” It’s like a menu: we’d
fill out some paperwork, and take the guy out of jail.
Wearing his orange suit and his little yellow
sneakers, MENOS was brought in for charges in each
borough. I did this three times in three different
boroughs. He was in for a good three months. When he
saw us show up with the take-out order in our hand, he
got depressed. After our third visit, he said, “I
really don’t like you guys. One was okay. One was
pretty funny. But now I can’t take it anymore.”
“Hey listen,” I told him, “We can’t find you. You
don’t go to court when you’re supposed to. You’re out
there bombing and you don’t care. What else am I going
to do? I told you we would get you!”
A couple of weeks later we got a call from the CSX
Police Department in Florida, which covers the CSX
freight trains throughout the country. A few Officers
arrested three individuals for spray painting and
conducted a Search Warrant in Florida where they
recovered this tape. It had footage of MENOS spray
painting in New York City. The next day, there was a
FedEx guy at the door of the Vandal Squad office
handing us the freakin’ tape. MENOS was still being
held at Rikers pending trial, which gave us time to
track down complaints. Once again, we re-arrested him
at Rikers. I heard he got a few months and never ran
into MENOS again.'
Don't support this book. Rack it if you really want to read it then photocopy it and pass it on. Don't dole out the funds to schmuks like Rivera making money off this graf book game.
19 April 2008
18 April 2008
In late Feburary Diar of the DTC/KYT familyies was in a terrible car accedent that left him with a broken neck, paralyzing him from the neck down. His pals have put together a Benefit scheduled for June 21st and 22nd, 2008-in Albuquerque, NM.
“Bill Brasky is a son of a bitch!”
“He hated Mexicans! And he was half Mexican! …….And he hated irony!"
"He has a toenail on the end of his penis."
- I hear there's going to be a love offering tonight.
- Nice bible, it would look better on my nightstand.
- You put the "cute" back in persecution!
- Would you allow the Holy Spirt to come inside?
- Have you ever tried praying at a drive in movie before?
Krylon is due to unveil it's new 360-degree spray tip.
"Through some consumer research we found that there were two improvements users would like to see, and that was better control and a more comfortable way of painting,”
Just give me a 'Rusto' fat cap anytime.
A 5.2 magnitude earthquake rocked WEST SALEM, Ill this morning the strongest recorded in the region. People felt the tremors up to 450 miles away.
The quake just before 4:37 a.m. was centered six miles from West Salem, Ill., and 66 miles from Evansville, Ind. It was felt in such distant cities as Chicago, Cincinnati, Milwaukee, and Des Moines, Iowa, 450 miles northwest of the epicenter, but there were no early reports of injuries or significant damage.
According to the U.S. Geological Survey The quake occurred in the Illinois basin-Ozark dome region that covers parts of Indiana, Kentucky, Illinois, Missouri, and Arkansas and stretches from Indianapolis and St. Louis to Memphis.
Is this somehow linked to the discovery of new never before seen photos of Elvis performing live at Madison Square Garden?
I think you know.
The third New York Comic Convention is this weekend!
The comic-fest is at the Javits Center
655 W. 34th St
Friday through Sunday.
If you do stop by make sure to say hi to our pal "SUCKLORD" and his femme fatale "Villains" who will be djing and performing!
Friday: 3 p.m. to 10 p.m.; Saturday 10 a.m. to 10 p.m.; Sunday 10 a.m. to 5 p.m,
Tickets: Weekend passes are $45, Friday and Sunday passes are $30 each and Saturday passes are $35
17 April 2008
In 2007, the 'artist' Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, took a dog from the street, tied him to a rope in an art gallery, and starved him to death. For several days, the 'artist' and the visitors of the exhibition have watched emotionless the shameful 'masterpiece' based on the dog's agony, until eventually he died But this is not all... the prestigious Visual Arts Biennial of Central America decided that the 'installation' was actually art, so Guillermo Vargas Habacuc HAS BEEN ASKED TO REPEAT his cruel action for the biennial of 2008. PLEASE HELP STOP HIM. It takes a second to help put a stop to animal abuse.
SIGN THE PETITION! http://petitiononline.com/13031953/
my view by streeter j. seidell
Congratulations! You’re on your way to becoming a New York City Subway driver. An exciting life of public service lies ahead, but first you must learn to operate your train in a safe, professional manner. Since we at the MTA strive to deliver a uniform experience to our riders, we encourage you to learn and put into use the steps and instruction in the manual.
1. Accelerating and braking When leaving a station, it is best to jam forward the drive shaft for a split second and then pull it back immediately. This is how we alert our riders that the train is leaving the station: with a violent, sudden jerk forward.
When approaching a station it is best to apply the standard MTA-approved braking technique: While counting to 20 in your head, forcefully apply the brakes for the following numbers: 3, 4, 11, 14, 15, 16, 20. We find that this braking method is a much better experience for the rider than a slow, steady deceleration. This way, any sleeping rider will surely be awoken by the time the train has come to a stop.
2. Door operation Running the subway doors is of paramount importance to not only your passengers on the train, but to your passengers waiting to board. When the train has come to full stop, wait 25 to 45 seconds before initiating door opening. This way, passengers will have plenty of time to gather their belongings and form organized mobs at each door.
When closing doors: First, make sure there is at least one person rushing down the stairs to catch the train. This will indicate you’ve been idling at the station long enough. Be sure to close the doors before he or she gets inside. In the event that one of the doors is being held open, calmly implore your passengers to release the doors by saying the following into the intercom system: “If you don’t let go of the doors, we’re not going anywhere, people!”
3. Intercom etiquette In some cases, it is necessary to shout loudly into the intercom system. However, as a default, you should talk quietly so as not to frighten the passengers. Also, it is imperative that you speak as quickly as possible. This is New York City. Commuters don’t have the time to listen to schedule changes or police announcements at a leisurely pace.
4. Emergency protocol Often, it is necessary to stop the train between stations. It is important to wait at least seven minutes before telling your passengers why, if at all. And remember, if you’re going to be stuck for seven seconds or seven hours, tell your passengers, “We’ll be moving shortly.”
Word is that Powerhouse Books will be publishing a new graffiti book made by a retired NYC Vandal Squad detective.
When is this whole mainstream graffiti book craze going to end? Hopefully not before I put out my "Snow Piss Tags" book (Hey I got that copyrighted!!)
Trust Your Struggle Collective Presents:
Trust Your Hustle Mural Tour Fundraiser
Art Exhibition and Auction
Showcasing Visual Art & Live Painting by TYS and friends
FRIDAY APRIL 18TH
REHAB (formerly Club Midway)
25 Ave B (btwn 2nd & 3rd st.
10pm - Closing
$10 - 20 donations
(no one turned away for lack of funds)
21+ w ID
**100% of Door Donations go toward TYH Mural Tour**
16 April 2008
Holy Calamity scream insanity...
Plagued with the strongest buff system in the world and a Mayor determined to reign for life, Chicago’s street history has been blasted, erased, dissolved, and painted brown in hopes that all will forget. The Upset--it’s that unexpected win, here and now is where and when. Our triumph is over these vast oppressors whom previously buffed their way into our existence. These perpetrators attempted to destroy a culture by eradicating its history. Our intentions and motivations are not self-centered, but altruistic. Our documentation is to be shared to the effect that the streets, and those that have claimed them, will never be forgotten.
View Photos of The Upset wall installation in progress here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/fotoflow/2420976150/
"Fuck the robots.
Long live the robots.
ALSO, no meetings were held in the making of ANY of these photos.
The Inept take meetings as the Adept take naps."
Quotes from Merkley
15 April 2008
Sunny Days Y'all,
Volumes 1 and 2 have been released but come with parental warnings!
Over the past 37 years "The Street" has been censored, adultrated, and recived several face-lifts.
The orginal years '60-'74 captured in the 2 first volumes ,will include the following:
Closeted Ernie and Bert sharing a dismal basement apartment, in a dingy deteriorating brownstone (Fags?). Lazzy fatt ass kids jockey for airtime with their deafening transistor radios. Monsterpiece Theater with Alistair Cookie, played by Cookie Monster smokes and eats pipes. An obece Cookie Monster on the fast track to diabetes the eniter time. Originally designed by Jim Henson for use in commercials for General Foods International and Frito-Lay, Cookie Monster was never a righteous figure. Oscar seems irredeemably miserable — hypersensitive, sarcastic, misanthropic, his depression goes by untreated and tollerated. Bert too, is described as grouchy; none of the characters, in fact, is especially sunshiney except maybe Ernie, who just seems slow. Snuffleupagus is visible only to Big Bird durring a hallucinating state. Stupid-happy Prozack-head Elmo didn't exist. Little lonely Sally finds herself befriended by older male stranger Gordon.
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet
Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street
Pour a little teriyaki sauce on a frozen pizza, bump some Gravedigggaz, and boob up your tube with this Kung-Fu classic.
1. Having both your arms cut off produces very little blood.
2. The Chinese possess concentrated acid capable of rendering a man legless.
3:Everybody in China knows kung fu and are measured by their prowess.
4:It is possible to beat someone to death with your ass or humped back.
Link to movie clip
On Chicago's Northside at Rosco and Hoyne a 5ft long, 150lb. "well feed" Cougar was the latest victim of Chicago's black and blue.
Fuck the police.
14 April 2008
During rush hour on a crowded Red Line train a girl takes a photo of some guy feeling up her leg.
"Then she looked down and his head turned away -- he avoided looking in her direction. She saw that he was stretching and contorting his fingers to try to surreptitiously touch her thigh."
Taken From the CTATATTLER.
About two weeks after he was released from prison, Freddie Johnson boarded a crowded subway train during morning rush hour in Manhattan, squeezed in behind a woman and ground his pelvis into her backside.
READ MORE HERE.
12 April 2008
1. None of what follows, with the exception of #3, is universally applicable to any situation you will encounter wherever you are and act as your “Get out of jail before you go to jail” card. What I write, and what others may write, will only be in our experiences and viewpoints that will strive to appeal to your common sense and safety.
2. A Narc can be loosely defined as an undercover police officer or, more rarely, a civilian who is wearing a wire.
3. You still need to be sharp and well-rounded to adapt to new situations without resorting to your old friends, laziness and greed.
PREPATORY WORK - ESTABLISH YOUR LIMITS
Learn your state drug laws (Possession, Sales) and pay attention to what you stock or what you may be interested in. Critically, you must find out the difference between what’s an acceptable risk and what is not, which is in my opinion a misdemeanor versus a felony. This translates into the most you will sell in a transaction and the most you will carry on you at any given time.
In New York state, possession of any amount of cocaine is automatically a B Felony. Selling over a half ounce is an A2 felony, and anything over two ounces is an A1 felony. A B felony is bad, an A2 felony is worse, but an A1 felony is crippling - on the equivalent of manslaughter. If you sell cocaine, you have the option of not selling anything over 13g, or, preferably, see that selling coke is not worth it because whaaat you just found out that pot has its own chart and pot penalties are sooo much lighter than coke or heroin? (Seriously, you’d need to sell pounds to be in the same category of trouble as harder drugs - but remember, that doesn’t make it inherently safer, just better if you get caught)
WHO DO YOU TRUST?
Obviously, no one except family - and that’s rarely a receptive audience for this topic at the dinner table. Friends is a word which is bandied about much more frequently than it should. Especially drug-friends who you may only see when there are drugs present and rarely if ever otherwise. But they’re alright, and their customers, and so long as their behavior is normal there’s no reason for them to fall victim to a persecution-complex. There’s no reason to be generally suspicious unless you have cause to, which should only be when you’re directly legally vulnerable whilst you’re a) selling or b) possessing. Try to enshrine these activities of selling and possessing, sanctify them in your habit, and when they become rituals to you any deviation from your established doctrine will serve as a tripwire and immediately grab your attention.
PRIMER - DISSECTING A BUY FROM THE OTHER SIDE
Ultimately, narcs want you to sell drugs to them. It’s possible to sell to an undercover informant (UI) - also known as your ex-friend - whose wearing a wire, but as I understand it’s not very common because a) he’s not a trained narc and b) he would have to be wearing a wire which means a probability of c) if you go to trial the informant will have to take the stand and testify rather than the narc which could blow not only his credibility but also his ‘anonymonity’. The only personal example I’ve heard of was of someone high in the hierarchy of a Bloods gang in the city which dealt in coke. He wore a wire when he asked his leader for a resupply, presumably because new introductions and sales simply can’t be made at that level. The leaders wife was with him and absentmindedly helped pass it to the UI - both the leader and his wife for leverage were charged with felony sales. But usually everything being equal and you being a person who will take new customers, a narc will prefer the informant to introduce him to you as a friend who wants to buy instead of risking the informant on doing the buy himself.
Narcs are also seeing you from the angle of charges and an ultimate conviction. Them buying from you once is sufficent, but not ideal - a portfolio of charges is ideal. If you don’t know any better, a ladder will be formed where the lowest rung are the most dismissable and least worrisome charges and the top rung is the one which the Assistant District Attorney will use to smack you repeatedly over the head with. It goes hand in hand with the temporary relationship you have with your narc - he’ll buy in small quantities, cultivating your trust with greenbacks and buy his way up tilting the scales in his favor until so many charges are arrayed against you it’s an unfortunate open and shut case.
WHAT IS SUSPICIOUS? POSSIBLE WARNING SIGNS
Please take these signs not as a binary he’s a narc/he’s not a narc but more of a general indicator like the DSM-IV. The more things checked off, the better the likelihood it’s right.
Your friend calls you out of the blue and asks if you have any hard drugs available which you may or may not have (to check your inventory). His request may also seem odd due to him rarely buying hard drugs and/or buying it in larger then normal quantities to entice your greed ($20 bags were the norm but he now asks for an eight-ball - which costs three digits)
Your friend may ask you to meet him at another place even though he used to just stop by your house or apartment (probably because you wouldn’t let a stranger in your place who you never met before when your friend was the one who wanted to buy; see below)
You meet up with your friend and you immediately notice two things as you pull in the parking lot: 1) he’s not alone, and 2) he’s sitting shotgun.
After walking up to the vehicle and saying hi to your friend the driver will introduce himself and invites you to sit in the back, apologizing for the mess back there and thus positioning you so that you’re sitting directly behind your friend (hampering face to face contact with your friend but facilitating communication with driver).
The driver of the vehicle will look older, at least in his late-20s or early-30s. For you dealers at college in your late-teens or early-20s it should be noticable that this guy is way old.
The driver immediately talks … and talks … and talks aggressively. Your friend will hardly say another word except for “Seeya” when you leave. Meanwhile, the driver will say he does something lucrative and impressive, such as preparing stripper parties in the county over (which is a answer that works well for coke, MDMA, diverted pharmaceuticals, whatever). You think to yourself, well hey, this seems like a good guy to know …
CONGRATULATIONS, YOU MAY HAVE MET A NARC! NOW WHAT? CONFIRM YOUR SUSPICIONS.
What will follow in this section will sound silly, but if you’ve come to this point it makes more sense to just walk away from the situation. I didn’t think this required mentioning either, but:
“Contrary to popular belief, officers never have to tell the truth when you ask them if they’re a cop.”
You can ask them all day long and they’ll tell you whatever you want to hear up until they cuff you. Cops are under no obligation to tell you jackshit except your rights. If you’re about to hawk an illegal firearm, share your schemes of robbery or murder, or sell drugs, asking him if he is a cop is not only a fools hope but will underscore your experience if you’re talking to real dealers.
Availability. This is admittedly weak, but has a possibility to be useful and whose logic should be shown regardless. Police officers work on a day/night schedule on alternating weeks (as an example, one week they’re 7AM-7PM and the next week their 4PM-2AM). You don’t need to know the police depts entire monthly schedule, but see that it serves as a constraint on their availability. If you meet a suspicious person on tuesday at 11PM, see if he can meet you instead tomorrow before noon.
Jurisdiction. A much more stronger if not the best way to out a narc. Generally, informants are limited in their cooperation to the county they were arrested in. An informant suggesting a bust in a neighboring county would be unable to since the crime falls under another countys jurisdiction. Unless you’re dealing in such high amounts that you warrant federal attention - in which case, God Bless - any potential police attention you will receive will be from local county cops whose sources of information include scared teens who you might be your customers. Being county officers means that they must stay in their county for the transactions in order to charge you. So if you have the means to (such as living with 30 minutes of the county border and a car), see what the response is in asking to move the locale out-of-county in a reasonable manner.
Offer the driver a joint, whether you have one on you or not. Although narcs can ingest drugs, it doesn’t mean they will (I assume it’s the paperwork and the fact that there isn’t a good reason for them to say yes to you). This is admittedly a poor indicator since regular people could refuse, but maybe you’ll get surprised if he does accept.
Offer your friend a joint. If he’s now a turncoat working against your cause (vive la you!) he will no longer be able to smoke pot or do drugs of any kind and will have to refuse your generous offer. Now this can get technical - if he’s out rounding dealers it’s to count as credit for his punishment which is yet to be served, that is to say, he isn’t being drug tested yet since that happens after he gets sentenced. So, technically, he could smoke, but he wouldn’t want to, and he especially wouldn’t in front of his narc.
If both your friend and the driver refuses (we’re spaced for time, you see, I must head off to work quickly - I do construction as you can tell by my clothes - and then see those strippers *wink*), isolate your friend. Exit the vehicle, and beckon him to come. Once he’s pulled out of the orbit of the narcs presence you’ll be more able to question him specifically on how the two of them met. I honestly can’t fathom this not working in pulling back the curtain because I’m sure his body language is going to be all sorts fucked up and their stories won’t match at all.
You can now walk away, amazed at your own ingenuity and ability to look death right in the eye and laugh, but before you go to the bank with that smirk on your face you’ll have to cleanse yourself first. Even though you avoided his trap, it’s likely that your friend gave his narc all the attending info he knew about you - where you live, what car you drive, and what your cell # is, and just because you escaped this time doesn’t mean that it won’t go on file and that you won’t get additional scrutiny down the road.*
For all that I wrote you may never see this scenario unfolding before your eyes. Maybe you live in the city and things just don’t work like this because it’s nearly the same, but not just enough. Or you live in a boring town with boring cops who actually will spend their time and energy finding and busting nickel and dime pot dealers (in contrast, my county doesn’t even bother with seeking out pot dealers unless it’s on the scale of Cartoon Network - the buy money is just not worth it when coke/h/x/pharm felonies are so much cheaper to get in comparison). So adjust this to suit your needs even if you never meet a friend whose strangely being driven by an older gentleman you’ve never seen before.
One more thing - the random hookup. If you establish a network of clients you will inevitably get a call from a friend who has a friend whose looking, or an unknown calls you and says he’s friends with your friend and that you came reccomended. In both cases it’s an extra degree of relations and you’re left without a bearing where this person could be a narc or he comes with a driver who is narc as above, but you don’t know either of them well enough to prove or disprove it other than the joint method. I don’t have a solution to this problem where it could be determined straight away while your on the phone or in the parking lot with them. The only thing I can suggest which is tinged with Machiavellian self-interest is if your friend trusts them so, to see if he would act as the middleman between you and them. And if he needs to stop and think about it, perhaps it should give you pause too.
*Literally. Although I hope none of you would get this deep in the game, I once talked to a man who was both clean as a whistle and dirty as a pig-pen since the cops could never catch him in the act and gained much notoriety for his flagrent behavior (You ain’t got shit on me, and you know it cop!) It didn’t take very long until they bent a few laws to push him in a corner and get him arrested - again and again - just to show him whose really in control.
11 April 2008
While making rounds last week I bumped into TSEL ASC WRS, at The Aerosol walls. Someone writing an article on Chicago graffiti stopped by to get our two cents. Wednesday the article was published and distributed thru a Hyde Park neighborhood newspaper Chicago Weekly and made live on their website www.chicagoweekly.net. They misquoted so much and banged out a dysfunctional article with no opinion nor direction.
Several mistakes that should be addressed:
• “Veterans of the Chicago Graffiti scene” Tsel for sure has put in the work and was/is an innovator he very much a veteran and still a soldier. I on the other hand don’t fall into that category/ranking, I’m much more on the sidelines.
• Started in '94, well that's kinda taken out of context. I grew up in a NW suburb of Chicago and started painting suburbs in 1994. Not trying to front. Oh the pictures from then are so funny. RIP my guy Tunes, hello to my guy H-cap and Inek. Hahaha.
• Much respect to all-city legend “Hate,” but what Tsel had said was it was “Nick Salsa” that came to Chicago from New York.
• What I had said about the majority of other cities was, that the mentality is to do work and have it stay up. Chicago writers are faced with the world’s strongest buff and the longevity be it 2 hours… 5 days… or 2 months is much less a drive than the fact that it was done.
Much respect to all my friends.
It was beautiful out yesterday and I thought it'd be nice to take a stroll through Seward Park and enjoy the weather.
As I get to the tiny enclave of recreational outdoors covered in cement and broken glass I see this young buck wylin' out, screaming in Spanish about something into this poor old drunk guy's face as the poor old guy's drunk pals sat and watched. I'm sure this was some type of gang shit in some way because of the increase in gang activity in NYC in the last couple of years, I just don't understand how all these old hobos are getting involved in it. Anyway no ones gives a shit what's going on with the drunk guy, but there is some tension about to pop off. I start making my way through the quarter of a half block long park, and I see the young buck reach in his back pocket and pull out a boxcutter. Old dude stood his ground and the kid just held it behind his back for a minute then screamed and walked off. I was relieved no one got sliced, and made my way back toward the street to meet up Jare and enjoy the rest of the day.
Summertime in NYC. Don't get it Mickey Mouse twisted, still Stay Sharp*
The irreputable Flamingo in the Jackson Heights neighborhood of Queens is facing a possible lawsuit from it's female dancers after witholding money for their 2 dollars a dance.
The large $2 dollar dance halls along Roosevelt Avenue — including the Flamingo, the Casanova nightclub and La Romantica — attract young men (no female patrons are allowed) who dance with woman, whose outfits depend on the night’s theme: Bikini Night, Schoolgirl Night, and Pajama Night.
The club says "dancers are independent contractors," and therefore owners don’t have to pay them wages. For $2 dollars you can be balling in the club, but if you want to buy a lady a drink it's going to cost you. If your buying one for the girls, it's ten dollars and half of that money goes to the club. Damn.
10 April 2008
Speculative ventures, lavish living, pageantry and grandeur, children, drama
Doing things safely, ordinary day to day living, small minded people, penny pinching, mean spiritedness
Truth, hidden causes, being involved, work that is meaningful, being persuasive
Being given only surface data, being taken advantage of, demeaning Jobs, shallow relationships, flattery and flattering
Coloring, chicken wings, younger ladies, beer, c-sections, dice, ham, donkeys, and blacks
Most people, plans, ghost face girls, broccoli, horses, Kim, wheel-chairs, and condoms
Football star Steven Gerrard is having some problems with the Liverpool Underworld.
A notorious gangster called the "Psycho" threatened to shoot the Liverpool football captain in the legs.
In response Steven Gerrard's father hired a "fixer" to stop the gangster from terrorising his son.
Read more from BBC.com