Greenpoint Photos Du Jour & A Reminder…

Lately I have been so busy with personal matters the fact that it is October now almost slipped by. Time also flies when one is not having fun. There is of course my recent interaction with the local constabulary over “graffiti”.* This has taken a lot of my time and energy. Thankfully that matter seems to be tabled for the time being. Regardless, the shit keeps on coming. To name a couple:

  • someone trying to charge $3.44 (!) on my credit card (this has been resolved, still I am left wondering exactly what such a sum can actually buy nowadays)
  • our oldest cat, Bodhi (AKA: “Booger”) requiring medical attention for an ear puffed up like a sopapilla. We had it treated once. His blood work, etc., is fine. He’s a tough old goat of a Greenpoint tabby. Still, it came back and tonight he had to go back in for another treatment. It went well. Paws crossed, this time it will “stick”.

Both of us being exhausted, I opted to take a car home. During that ride home I saw something interesting. Sort of a punctuation mark on the shit show which has been the last six weeks, give or take, for yours truly. This:

The author of this missive clearly has a grievance with the 94th Precinct. This is rather uncanny because tomorrow is the monthly Community Council meeting for same-said. And you all have my cat “Booger”— specifically his ear— to thank for all of this.

94th Precinct Community Council Meeting
Wednesday, October 2nd, 2019
7:00 PM
St. John’s Luther Church
155 Milton Street
Brooklyn, NY 11222

P.S.: If anyone is wondering where this sullen, spray-painted utterance of revolt is located, here you go.

Could be an interesting topic to bring up tomorrow.

Or not.

*This evening I organized my papers regarding my 94th Precinct Experience. I found this piece of paper, provided by the Lieutenant who detained me, to my spouse so he could write down their names/badge numbers (on the back). Here’s the front:

Tonight we both learned what “cooping” is. You can too courtesy of the New York Times. The more you know!

Spotted On Nassau Avenue: Graffiti…

among other things.

The things one finds when walking around this community. I went to the McGolrick Farmers Market to buy ingredient for calabacitas. When walking home I saw this. Once again let us reference what constitutes graffiti:

S 145.60 Making graffiti.
  1. For purposes of this section, the term "graffiti" shall mean the
etching, painting, covering, drawing upon or otherwise placing of a mark
upon public or private property with intent to damage such property.
  2. No person shall make graffiti of any type on any building, public
or private, or any other property real or personal owned by any person,
firm or corporation or any public agency or instrumentality, without the
express permission of the owner or operator of said property.

I think it is safe to say we have hate speech here too, but I will let the authorities make that call. To this end I have created this handy map.

On it I have indicated the location as 144 Nassau Avenue. I did so because while technically on the premises of 146, specifically the burglar gate, the graffiti in question is located directly by the front door of 144.

Go get ’em, tigers.

New York Shitty Photo Du Jour: 100 Church Street

September 24, 2019 ·
Filed under: 10007, Lower Manhattan, NYPD 

Receptionist at the front desk, sending me to the Civilian Complaint Review Board:

I hope you get results. I am tired of cops walking in here smiling.

(Taken September 24, 2019.)

And Now This

August 30, 2019 ·
Filed under: Fuck This Shit, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, NYPD, WTF 

Since my engagement at the 94th Precinct a few things have happened:

1. My attorney sent the Commanding Officer of the 94th a letter. Sex toys are mentioned! He has received no response inasmuch as I can tell.

2. Yesterday just after 6:00 pm I received the above voicemail which I have been generous to scrub the last four digits of the caller’s number.

The deal is this: if I do not know who is calling, I do not answer. There are very sound precedents for this, my, policy too:

1. I have been assigned phone numbers one digit off the from the Bronx Medicaid Office and a travel agency. You think those phones stop ringing after the office closes? Think again.

2. I have been assigned a phone number which clearly belonged to someone incarcerated at Rikers. This in and of itself is not problematic. Rather, the callers were. Folks owing money. Folks owed money. And one woman accusing the guy of giving her a disease. And I was accused of covering for this guy. Good times.

3. I own my time. If I do not want to talk, I am not going to. To anyone. It really is that simple.

ANYWAY

Eventually I did notice a voicemail. After a couple of listens and consulting Google I began to understand what is being proposed. Very simply put, Project Reset is the handiwork of the Osborne Association and these folks are acting on the behalf of the NYPD and District Attorney’s Office.

What are they offering? This is where it gets fun. Basically I am to sit down with one of their personnel (who, once again, are agents of the FDNY/DA’s office) and admit guilt to what I have been accused of. It goes without saying this bypasses an attorney/legal representation but I am tossing this out anyway. Then I take a two hour workshop and the matter is dropped. The DA will not prosecute.

The thing is this:

1. I DO have an attorney (and I have referred this nonsense to him).

2. Why should I confess to something if I did NOT break the law? The officer’s interpretation of the graffiti law was— how shall we say— “creative”? When you get down to it, my real crime was not giving these jerks the fear or respect to which they felt entitled.

You know, being a bitch. Being a bitch is not a crime; it is a survival mechanism. ESPECIALLY in New York City.

3. Now let’s consider that the police did, in fact, commit a crime. They deleted photos of the arresting officers from my phone. This is not some arcane law, it is called the Fourth Amendment. So can they avail themselves of Project Reset too?

Seriously folks.

If the Brooklyn DA’s Office or the 94th/NYPD need to talk, they can direct their correspondance to my attorney. He’s Ron fucking Kuby for fuck’s sake.

It ain’t hard to find his number.

P.S.: Once again for the folks in the back. This is all over snarky feminist comments placed on sex toy advertisements. Illegally posted sex toy advertisements on a construction fence. From a company that is suing the MTA because they will not run their femivertising. I did ask Dame via Twitter if these posters were theirs and if so if they had permission to post them from the owner of the property. I never got an answer.  Best of all, it has been brought to my attention that this is not the first time the NYPD/94 have tried to pull a sketchy “graffiti” arrest. This woman was offered a deal. She rejected it, got the case tossed, sued and got a settlement. Cheers!

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