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I always know when a column has touched some raw nerves: the phones start ringing almost as soon as the column is e-mailed; long before it even goes public/viral/lol. And that’s when I usually have to defend my thesis or ”splain” myself like the deceased Lucille Ball. My last column- primarily about the potential Ed Towns v. Hakeem Jeffries congressional primary next year- brought some strange calls and e-mails. So let me expound on some of the things I wrote there and even throw in some other kibbles and bits.
Look; I know that an official statement hasn’t been released, so I expect the usual coy denials will be forthcoming when mainstream-media sources dig into this topic later this week. I am going to put my credibility on the line here: Hakeem Jeffries has decided to challenge Ed Towns for the 10th congressional seat in next year’s primary.
So how do I know? Well……………….…………..ancient Chinese secret/lol.
For some time now, there has been an ongoing group-protest on Wall Street and New York’s financial district. The protesters are mainly young Caucasian brothers and sisters, who are totally fed up with where society, capitalism and democracy have been heading for too long now. It is no secret that significant numbers of enlightened folks nationwide are fed up with the many ways money corrupts the political system; and the many ways greed, connections, influence, self-over-indulgence, indiscretion, recklessness, power, unethical behavior and the like, corrupts the economic system.
Truth by its very nature is controversial. And that’s probably because truth has always been subject to individual interpretation. Despite varying perceptions from individual to individual, one can always arrive at the objective truth through common-sense, logic, science, investigation, analysis, reason, technology, and a few other valid and time-tested means. So you see; the truth cannot be hidden all the time: that’s very difficult to accomplish.
My haters in blog-land do have one legit gripe: I focus too much of my writings on the Brooklyn political scene. Look; it’s my prerogative. Brooklyn is always in flux. The Brooklyn political scene is like Sam Malone’s love life: never boring.
I really tried to stay out of this one; I really did. And, as usual, I will get slapped upside the head (politically speaking) for writing this short column: but here goes.
I haven’t done a “Vines” column in a long time since they always seem to get me in trouble. Anyway let’s give it another try.
My last column (“Sex, Lies, Video and Audiotape”) generated a whole lot of feedback. I am postponing part two for now.
Fasten your seatbelts and let me take you on a ride through the politics of East New York, Brooklyn. All the while, do remember this is a serious story worthy of the Brooklyn District Attorney’s attention. In the end, a man’s future is at stake. As far as I know, if this man is convicted, then he has to become a registered sex-offender because of the charges filed against him. However, when you examine everything closely, you do find a strange story with a whole bunch of twists and turns; and with a host of unanswered questions.
Dear Mr.” Gatemouth”:
I have chosen to go this public route (open letter) because some folks I do respect strongly requested that you and I end our long public blog-feud. Thus I invite you to meet me to initiate a discussion as to how we could totally resolve this. I am willing to invite five other Room Eight colleagues (Ben Smith, Gur Tsbar, Judge Boyajian, Larry Littlefield and Vincent Nunes) to such an event (meeting): as both observers and participants. I will bring a couple people as my witness (between Darryl Smart, Pam Miller, Ernie Skinner or Wellington Sharpe). You probably know them all since they are longtime political activists in the Brooklyn political theater.
Hopefully, this is my last time dealing with this topic. I am simply responding to a column written yesterday by Howard “Gatemouth” Graubard, who has promised to leave Room Eight New York politics and open his own blog site. He also promised to take some of the writers from Room Eight with him, in hopes that this site will die on the vines. Some fine chap he is. Obviously wishing the worst to a place where he was afforded the opportunity to express himself freely for almost six years now.
Given the recent ”crap” on Room Eight New York Politics, I decided to share an old e-mail I had gotten some time aback, with some of the readers. I am doing this in order to inject a little levity into things, before (I suspect) another round of fireworks start up between the Gentleman (myself) and the Stalker (Howard “Gatemouth” Graubard). I hope he now understands that this isn’t going away anytime soon, and in the end the outcome will not be nice (for him). I warned him for years to leave me to heck alone; but he wouldn’t listen.
Lately, I have been slowly losing the feeling to write about the only game in town (politics). I have been blogging for over six years now. It’s not a fun thing anymore; but then, it probably never really was, even though I generally tried to make it enjoyable for myself and my readers. And no, this column is not about my “deranged” blog-stalker Howard “Gatemouth” Graubard.
As much as I try to close this chapter in my life, I keep being drawn into this imbroglio. In a recent column, Howard “Gatemouth” Graubard, once again demonstrated the lying creep he is. He claimed that I wrote I wrote two favorable columns for State Senator John Sampson, and in return I got two thousand six hundred dollars apiece. Boy; how I wish it were true.
A recent column posed this question: “Is Room Eight in trouble”? My answer is simple: OF COURSE.
Before I start this two-parter, let me first disclose that in the past I have worked for Senator John Sampson’s Campaign Committee on a pro-bono basis. Let me also sate that I once had a one-year advisor/consulting contract with said committee, which I will probably try to renew soon enough.
I have known John for about twenty years now. Back in those days he was a young attorney with the law firm of Barbaro and Alter. His boss (Mitch Alter) is the amiable and venerable election-lawyer who plies his trade in Brooklyn’s courts (mainly).
When you discuss the NYC budget with city council member Charles Barron (East New York; Brooklyn), you come away with the distinct impression that he is one elected-official who spends a lot of time going through the many items listed. He was the only council member who voted against its adoption; and this isn’t the first time he has voted it down.