Staten Island is the New New Orleans, Part II...

Please bear with me, folks. Blogging has been extremely light, as I'm still doing a bit of work around the house post-hurricane, and I picked entirely the wrong week to commit to the fucking nicotine patch.

Two weeks of being cooped up with Tess (or as I like to refer to her now, Princess Pain-in-the-Ass) and her late husband's mother (who fled Brick, New Jersey before she lost power and heat in the storm, and has been here right up until yesterday), in addition to a lack of cigarette smoke, have made me irritable. The stupid-but-entirely-necessary upkeep of this old house, badly neglected by Tess and her late husband as they are/were both near-invalids, is eating up my time as I meet with general contractors, chimney and fireplace guys, concrete companies, roofers and electricians.

There's much to do in the way of stuff that falls under the category of routine maintenance that simply wasn't done, which has now become necessary after the storm, and is now piling up. If I have to talk to one more Italian with a tape measure or a pencil jammed behind his ear, I might have to go on a killing spree.

Muslims Upset by NYPD Surveilance…

Ever stop to think that maybe if you turned your crazy brothers, uncles, and fathers in before they go BOOM! you wouldn’t have this problem?

I Believe They Call it "Having Balls"...

This past week on My Island, a young Mexican man was subjected to a beating at the hands of four or five...ahem...Urban Youths, who shouted racial slurs, and robbed him of $10. It was, we're told, just the latest in a series of such attacks against Mexicans in recent months.

According to the local papers, the people in the neighborhood were, naturally, saddened and shocked...shocked...that such a terrible thing could happen in their neighborhood -- people who live in borderline-slums are somehow always shocked...go figure -- despite the fact that the neighborhood is often crawling with gun-toting, drug-dealing, gang-banging...ahem...Urban Youths...with little education, guidance from adults, or brains. The few whites who still live in Port Richmond are the last holdouts; like at Fort Apache. They are mostly working-class, or retired, who have been in the neighborhood for generations, or have no place else to go, and who remember a more romantic past before demographics and economics changed reality, but stay in the expectation that things will magically return to 1955 -- if you just wait around long enough.

The few remaining whites in Port Richmond should stop living in the past and take a good look around them; they couldn't get any more Third World if they had been dropped bodily in Zimbabwe. I'm surprised that most of them haven't realized they're basically one flush-toilet away from Bangladesh in some of these neighborhoods....except with aluminum siding.

By all accounts, the victim is a fucking saint. Described as a "good kid", "hard worker", and a student, who naturally, volunteered all his spare time with a local church anti-bias youth group. His immigration status is never mentioned --nor even hinted at -- in any news report. We're told that he wouldn't hurt a fly. Some in the...err...Recipient Class have already repeated the tired mantra that The Diversity are incapable of racism because they "have no political or economic power".

Yeah, Barack Obama is still pushing that one, too, and it still doesn't make any sense.

Maybe you have no Power because those who were supposed to even the playing field are now busy being investigated for all sorts of Ethics Violations, and potential criminal wrongdoing -- and you know who you are Charlies Rangel, Maxine Waters, Gregory Meeks, and Jesse Jackson Jr, amongst others. But that's a whole 'nother can o' worms.

What has really upset people in these parts was not so much that a bias crime took place against a minority that, if you believe the Mainstream Media, is suffering under a new-fangled Tea-Party-imposed Fourth Reich; the problem for most has been the response -- many would say, over-reaction -- of the so-called authorities.

The NYPD arrived on the scene of the attack in force. The NYPD has stayed in the neighborhood, in large numbers, even posting guards on the victim's home, and erecting portable watchtowers on his block. In effect, basically fortifying the street against another wave of knuckle-headed Urban Youth looking to put an ass-whippin' on another Mexican Boy. The only things missing are the bastions, barbed wire and the minefields.

The NYPD is great, the best there are, and make no mistake about it, but in these parts you don't get more than two cops to show up in the same place, at the same time, unless one of them has been shot, or Dunkin' Donuts just got the new batch of Boston Cremes out of the oven. To have a small army of police show up for what is, basically, a $10 mugging, smells of politics. To have them stay to guard the victim of a $10 mugging is nothing BUT politics.

But, just in case you thought the over-reaction couldn't get any worse, there's more. Courtesy, not of Der Fuhrer, Mayor Micheal Bloomberg, but of the the Mexican Government.

The Mexican Government has sent a representative to help the NYPD "co-ordinate" it's efforts to prevent bias crimes against it's citizens, and to encourage Mexican Nationals to come forward to report all manner of bias, be it real, imagined, or ginned-up for the purposes of extorting money and benefits from the City Government, and by extension, the U.S. Government. It should only be a day or two before Mexican Nationals living in the United States illegally will be complaining that the City of Nueva Jork doesn't provide enough food stamps to properly feed a "family" of 13 young men living on a pile of mattresses in an illegal basement rental. I can't wait until the Mexican Government "suggests" that Staten Island is a sink of racism, and that the remedy should be blanket Amnesty throughout the United States.

Naturally, the question "If the Mexican Government really cares that much about these people, then why are they HERE and not IN MEXICO?" has not been asked by any of our crackerjack press outlets or elected officials, who are apparently appalled at the shoddy treatment afforded the victim of an every-day street crime at the hands of a professional criminal class living on the government-and-media maintained mental Plantation. Talk about cojones? I'm wondering if the Mexican Government would allow the United States to set up a similar advocate for Americans living illegally in Mexico? I'm guessing the answer to that is not only "NO", but "FUCK NO", and besides, Mexico doesn't even have FOOD, let alone Food Stamps. It should maybe be noted that both the victim and his assailants are most likely living, in part, on some form of public assistance, and the significance of this will -- naturally -- be totally and completely missed by the politicos and fart-sniffing-lefties who -- they think -- run this city.

They're wrong; they don't run it at all. The Inmates Run the Asylum here, and this incident is just one more bit of evidence, in case you may have thought otherwise.

If a White Guy had been robbed of $10 by a bunch of Bubblegum Ganstas, beaten and called "Devil", a cop might have shown up within the hour to take a statement, tell you "There's not much we can do..." and ask you if you wanted some medical treatment, and that would have been the end of it. The Newspapers would not be interested, and despite what some might say, the cops wouldn't occupy the neighborhood looking for the assailants, nor guarding anyone's home as if it were Fort Fucking Knox.

And isn't it amazing that when -- for the first time in a very long time -- when there is perhaps a genuine incident of bias, the Reverend Al, Charles Baron, and all the rest of the race-baiting-do-nothing "Civil Rights" douchebags in this city are curiously silent, because the perpetrators are BLACK. Frankly, I'm glad they're silent because nothing they have to say benefits anyone. I'm sure once someone points out the hypocrisy publicly to the Rev, there will be some slapdash-thrown-together-at-the-last-minute "Peace Vigil", where the second-tier race baiters -- Black and Hispanic with an ultra-libtard token White Guy added for appearance's sake -- will sing Kumbaya, light candles, chant "Stop the Hate", and pose for the cameras. And it'll all be forgotten the following day for the sham that it all was, but Al can still say "I led a vigil against racism...".

I have been incredibly harsh on illegal immigrants in this space, and I shan't apologize for it. Fuck 'em; they don't belong here. Rather than see them beaten up and robbed of petty cash in the streets, though, I'd prefer they were all rounded up and sent back where they came from, and barring that, that some be shot at the border to discourage the greater mass. I'm also harsh on the Urban Aborigines, because, well, Fuck them, too. Slavery was abolished, you can fucking vote now, you can date white women without getting lynched, and half your "families" of seven-children-by-five-baby-daddies-who-won't-pay-child-support/are-in-jail live on the Public Tit, and in return all that comes back from that "investment" is crime, crumbling neighborhoods, failing schools, drug and child abuse, crowded jails, and packs of trigger-happy wild animals roaming the streets in baggy pants and dreadlocks playing Gangbanger.

These views will, in most "polite" quarters, get me branded as a "racist". Ask me if I give a shit. It's not racism if it happens to be true. To that squishy touchy-feely irrationally-guilty brand of libtard who throws that term around so freely, what really matters is not the thought (after all, they think it, too!) but that you had the "bad taste" to tell the truth publicly about a volatile sub-class that might pitch a riot. Riots are unseemly, and disrupt the supply of Brie and Chardonnay, and the fact that you are right about that Sub-Class only denies the Libtard the opportunity to lecture you in that condescending tone, in full I-look-down-my-nose-at-you mode. All a libtard ever really wants is to feel superior to you, even if he has to take up a position which makes him appear to be a complete idiot....and Chardonnay. But, I digress; back to the subject at hand.

I'm reminded of something that Kathy Shaidle at Five Feet of Fury often says (paraphrased):

"If only we'd just picked our own cotton..."

We can now add "Lettuce" to the list, too, I guess.

Maybe if more people faced the truth, a $10 mugging would not have become an international incident, and we wouldn't have yet one more piece of evidence to show the NAACP that the majority of racism these days comes from it's own people. Fuck, if people told the truth more often, there might not have been any $10 mugging of a Mexican with an ambiguous-immigration-status at all, and the NAACP might even cease to exist.

As of this morning, the police have arrested one of the alleged assailants, a15-year old boy. It is simply a matter of time before the kid talks. No matter how tough he thinks he might be, 15-year-olds are generally pussies when they don't have a posse behind them. Within a few hours, even the Staten Island cops (this is the borough where the NYPD sends those about-to-retire, or the borderline fuck-ups) will have the bulk, if not all, of the remaining assailants. All will be processed by the Criminal Justice System (such as it is)...and probably released on bail; it's only $10 and a black eye, for Chrissakes -- and they need the space in Sing-Sing for Charlie Rangel.

If the Mexican Government really wants to be useful here, and if it really cares that much about it's own citizens, then here's the opportunity; they can offer to pay the victim's freight back to whatever Mexican shithole he crawled out of, and they can offer to prosecute the assailants in Mexican courts and house them in Mexican jails. Otherwise, the Mexican Government should Shut the Fuck Up and guard it's own side of the fucking fence,and pay as much attention to the goings on in their own Country as they do to those in this Country. If I were the Mayor of New York City, and not the current Libtard-republican-by-virtue-of-it-being-the-cheapest-label-to-buy-effete-Patrician-Upper-East-Side bourgeois- pretentious-regal-douchebag Bloomberg, instead of sending the cops to guard The Victim's house, I'd send them to ask for his fucking Green Card.

"Jewish Money"

I would not have believed it, had I not read it. A democratic (small "d"intentional) Congressional Candidate calls his opponent out for taking campaign contributions from Jews. Are you serious? The party that worries that Hispanics might be racially-profiled apparently has no problem with open and obvious Anti-Semetism.

Against one of their own, too. Micheal Grimm is, nominally, a democrat challenging McMahon in a primary race.

Mike McMahon is a slimeball, and I'm ashamed that he's my Congressman (but I didn't vote for the POS). By comparison, his predecessor, Vito Fosella -- he of the DWI and Baby Momma --was a class fucking act. Had Vito managed to keep his pants zipped, and to call a fucking cab, he'd still be in office.

Now, one of the more amazing aspects of this Congressional race is that McMahon's opponents seem to be invisible. One of them, Micheal Grimm, is little more than a name on a sign in this neighborhood; he's never on television, you hardly ever see him or his name in the newspaper.

The other challenger, Micheal Allegretti, once flooded the airwaves with a commercial in which he never mentions his party affiliation. I have not seen that commercial, or anything Allegretti-related, for several months now. That tells me that these guys shot their bolts, Grimm never getting started, and Allegretti spending all his money running introduction-ads-with-no-information in fucking January-through-March ... and nothing since. I wrote about him, too, here and here.

The Staten Island GOP apparatus is so dysfunctional that it should probably be taken out and shot. It's dominated by cronyism, and if someone named "Molinari" isn't running for office, it's at a complete loss. The local Tea Party seems to be full of people I would eagerly cross the street to avoid -- what one might call the One-percenters, Buchannanites, or The Pantybunched Wing -- who have all the virtues of a broken clock; they might still be right twice a day only, but the rest of the time they're fucking useless and collecting dust. It's not that they're wrong on many issues, so much as it is them being such unattractive people; they whine, incessantly, and when they write articles, make blog posts,or a few dozen of them show up for a protest, you get the impression that someone with a 3rd-grade reading level is attempting to channel his inner Tom Paine. Listening to these people, one gets the distinct impression that they remember 1787 -- because they might have fucking been there. For the most part, these are the same people who remember when this island had dairy farms, and they had to walk to school through waist-high-snow, in bare feet, uphill, both ways, everything cost a nickle, the word "prostate"was never uttered in polite company, a lady never let her ankles show under her hoopskirt, and you could put a lawn jockey out in front of the house without having your racial beliefs, or taste, challenged or even questioned.

They tend to divide history into two distinct epochs; Before the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge, and After-The-Bridge, when the Midwestern Music-Man Schtick of Staten Island was finally destroyed by the legions of "Guineas Crossing the Gangplank", as we say in these parts. The Staten Island Tea Party is probably a bigger waste of time for this very reason than watching yet another Obama-Potemkin "Recovery Summer" Speech at a government-funded factory that got stimulus funds to hire a buttload of workers to NOT produce any salable product (see: Chevy Volt, electric car batteries that don't actually exist, platinum-plated solar panels, etc). But I digress....

I guess what I'm getting to is that McMahon will probably win by default, and the double-standard will be forgotten in the aftermath of his victory -- a flagrant Anti-Semitic statement was made against American citizens exercising their rights to support the candidate of their choice, while McMahon and his party simultaneously court the illegal alien "vote" that is a sign of a coming Amnesty-by-another-name, and try to frighten them into the democratic fold with visions of Concentration Camps full of landscapers named "Manuel".

And there's nary a republican nor a real Tea Party to challenge him, and not a single voice in his own party was raised to rebuke him, or his campaign. A sad state of affairs, all around.

If blatant, but carefully-crafted, anti-Semitism from the Party of Diversity wasn't enough, we get the aptly-named Anthony Weiner putting on a five-star douchebag performance on the House floor. Weiner is little more than a second-rate machine politico with a voice and personality that could curdle motor oil...used motor oil. He's simply a Chuck Schumer-wanna-be who can't even match the sense of immediate revulsion one acquires as soon as Schumer's oily visage pollutes the television screen. Instead, Weiner engenders the slightly embarrassed and disgusted feeling one might associate with an enema. In keeping with the whole "Weiner" meme, he is what we used to refer to in Brooklyn as a Dildo -- a great big phony dick.

That virtuoso display of complete and utter bullshit had nothing to do with the health of the First Responders. Quite frankly, given the recent propensity of the local newspapers to run stories about firemen declared disabled by 9/11 lung problems who somehow manage to win Triathlons a decade later, and attach themselves to new lawsuits as a second job, the plight of some of those First Responders is beginning to look a bit contrived and exaggerated; many of them are now retired, and collecting huge pensions and lump sums from lawsuits and government payout plans. Here's another $7.5 billion that's going to people who are living quite well, thank you, and the few (relatively few) who are suffering serious long-term health problems probably have diamond-encrusted bedpans by now.

Here I am, having lost six years of my life to the after-effects of 9/11, and I've never seen -- nor been eligible for -- a solitary dime of any of this money,whether from the legal settlements, or the government handouts, because I wasn't a) a city worker who already had a gold-plated benefits package, and b) I was stupid enough to pay for my own medical insurance...instead of having that money extorted from the taxpayer, and c) One block north of the "cut-off point" when the towers actually fell. Am I glad that NYC has the finest Police and Firefighters in the world, and that they were available on 9/11? You bet your ass, I am. But you know what? In this day-in-age when the public unions are bankrupting governments all across the country with their pension and benefits packages, when is enough enough?

I used to think these guys deserved every penny they got. Now, after regularly seeing a shitload of them lining up at the local City Health Department offices for"9/11 testing" (yes, I'm still doing that, too), driving up in their restored vintage Mustangs, Custom Vans, Corvettes and Escalades, and talking about their (2nd this summer) weekend in Atlantic City or Vegas, the new "on-the-side" roofing business, the seven rounds of golf they shot this week, and the new 50" flatscreen in the bathroom -- next to the hot tub -- I'm not so sure some of them aren't scamming us.

(And yes,those are the subjects of the conversation these guys have while they're waiting for chest x-rays, a blood test, and a pile of paperwork for Workman's Comp).

Weiner's tirade was simply an opportunity to do what Republicans did to democrats for eight years, and wave the bloody shirt of 9/11 in their faces for a change. The fact that he's an asshole just took it to another level that makes you want to shit....but only after you've first beaten the snot out of Weiner. It's disingenuous, because Weiner doesn't really give a shit about sick firemen and cops; he's only thinking of running for Mayor after he's gets tossed out of Congress.

Anyways, now the entire country gets to see the genetic mistakes we've sent to Congress from this State, and it's enough to make you want to move to New Jersey, even if the taxes ARE higher.

Bomb Scare in Times Square...

This is, I think, the second unattended vehicle that attracted police attention in Times Square in the last six-to-eight months. Perhaps the first one was a test of the authorities' ability to respond?

In any case, a concerned citizen, three NYPD police officers on the scene, and the combined resources of the NYPD and FDNY most certainly averted a disaster. For even if the bomb was crudely constructed and "fizzled", the SUV still caught fire and had deadly explosives in it. These folks, one and all, who go mostly anonymous and unappreciated, should be thanked profusely. They not only did their jobs and saved some lives, but they instill a sense of confidence that nearly a decade after September 11th, they haven't dropped their guard for a second.

We have the finest police and fire departments in all of the world, and they showed it once again. I have every confidence they will soon discover the source of this bomb, and bring those who constructed it with evil intent to justice (which, unfortunately, will not include a public drawing and quartering) very soon.

Thank you to the Men and Women of the New York City Police and Fire Departments! You folks are the absolute best!

Update: Was this bomb attempted "revenge" for the South Park depiction of Mohammed? The location indicates it might have been; 45th and Broadway is right outside the Viacom building, home of Comedy Central. Mark Steyn asks the question, and reminds us that the Other Side is a bunch of douches.

Update-Update: New York's Governor, David Patterson, a.k.a Captain Obvious, has come out to grandly announce that the Times Square bomb was "an act of terrorism". I'm so happy to have this man in charge at this desperate time that I could shit. There are none so blind as those who are...erm...blind.