Jo’Anna Bird’s Killers: Some of Nassau County’s Finest Pigs (Good God they look like miscreants) (Photo Credit: Newsday)

(A Rock n Roll Montage of Depravity)

In our last episode – Part I – we established that stupid right-wing Trumpers live in the counties of Nassau and Suffolk – a.k.a. Long Island – in the State of New York. Further that Nassau bordered on the “liberal” “Sodom and Gomorrah” City of New York. And that in turn Suffolk bordered on Nassau and was only 25 miles away from the “liberal” City. 

We established that just about everyone that lives in Nassau and Suffolk Counties is an abject idiot. We also learned that many of these idiots just happened to be Italian American like the author who lives in Suffolk and Ron DeSantis who lives in Florida. Finally that the only real culture in Conservative Nassau and Suffolk counties is Nazis and serial killers.

So begins Part II …

For starters there is really not much good you can say about a county – Suffolk – where the Chief of Police, one James Burke (his mother was Italiano and his real father may have been an Italian mob boss), does four years in Federal Prison for leading brother officers in the torture and beating of a young man shackled to a precinct table who was addicted to drugs – one of the many in “affluent” Smithtown. 

Smithtown is a town in the County of Suffolk where I live.  It’s just brimming with Italian Americans. For instance the beating and torture took place in the Fourth Precinct located in Smithtown – also known as “il quarto combattimento” (“the fighting fourth”) – about two miles from my home ... Hooah!

“Hooah!” is “a battle cry used by Soldiers in the U.S. Army.” Understanding the concept of “Hooah” is essential to Part II and this entire story. We need more Hooah! By the way it is not an Italian word like fungola. 

Droves of police officers and detectives viewed and assisted the torture/beating. As it turned out the addicted young man – Christopher Loeb (Loeb is actually part Italian despite the name) – swiped Police Chief Burke’s duffel bag from the Chief’s unlocked SUV. Loeb would sell the stuff he stole from vehicles for drug money. He maybe should have gotten a job and earned his drug money, but he’s a lazy self-entitled punk like most Suffolk kids. (Read an extraordinary book called Jimmy The King by Gus Garcia-Roberts; but I’ve spent plenty of time with Loeb and workout in the same gym as Burke)  As a Suffolk Italian would say: “I know dings.”

Anyway Burke’s duffel bag contained used – not new – sex toys as in various items that are lubricated and stuck up a man’s ass (the plastic bags containing these items were “greasy” according to Loeb); there was unspeakably heinous porn and a boatload of Viagra too. Hooah! 

Christopher Loeb is now saying this unspeakable heinous porn was a snuff film. That is a film where a man has sex with a woman and then, in a sick twist – kills her while in the act of fornication. The man really kills her. This is not acted out. Porn actors cannot act. 

Loeb says that the victim killed in the snuff film was one of the “Lost Girls” – one of the 17 or so, and so on, and who knows, victims of LISK (the Long Island Serial Killer). We talked about this in Part I. Those poor women – and some men – were sexually assaulted; strangled; decapitated; otherwise dismembered; wrapped in burlap and plastic; or just scattered, etc. But hey porno snuff films … what a great twist. That sent shock waves of pure joy through the Internet/podcast/true crime community. Beat that … They said. One could feel the joy coming through the Wi-Fi from “Websleuths” – More culture. A big Hooah!

According to a former Detective with the Suffolk County Police Department – now Suffolk County Legislator Robert Trotta (Italiano) – when a woman is murdered during sex her sexual anatomy does exciting things. I never would have known that if not for Trotta. Trotta made the above statement in an installment on the Discovery Channel about LISK. Trotta knows these things because – amongst personal viewings of these films – he once witnessed members of the Suffolk County Police Department watching such a film (allegedly for training purposes). The Suffolk cops were watching this while they were on duty. Burke was there watching. When the poor woman got snuffed Burke “giggled like a little school boy.” Torna il blu. (Back the Blue)

Jimmy the King goes after Burke and treats Trotta like a hero … Wrong … Trotta is the quintessence of evil. Burke will give Trotta lap dances in Hell.

These cops make hundreds of thousands of dollars per year to watch videos of women getting murdered during sex. (How is that training?) Over 50% of these cops made more than $200,000.00 per year as of a couple of years ago. Talk about inflation. Meanwhile Suffolk County’s finances qualified as “junk bond” status and 20% of its residents qualify as poor. 

 Moreover, Suffolk County residents were recently positively astonished to find out that the County can no longer afford to pay for former county employee retiree pensions and health benefits. The only choice will be to raise property taxes – the average is already $11,500 per year – and cut services. Suffolk County’s police department will someday be comprised totally of retirees – and crime will probably go down. 

 Fuck Joe Biden ... it’s all his fault.



Suffolk County Legislator and former SCPD Det. Robert Trotta: “Snuff film connoisseur” (You will find out that he is not a nice man)

 Burke who also resides in Smithtown had a long history of kinky sex with drug addicted prostitutes in his nice Suffolk County bought patrol car while on duty; and getting paid hundreds of thousands of dollars per year of my tax money. Other Suffolk Cops would punish these very same prostitutes by picking them up off the streets, driving them to secluded places and sodomizing them in their own patrol cars: “That’ll teach you to corrupt our future chief,” they might have said. 

When he wasn’t on duty a typical night out for Burke consisted of going to Gossip – a Russian run strip club in Melville, Suffolk County. Burke would often be accompanied by his best buddy and muscle head NYPD Sergeant Robert Grettler. Grettler worked for the NYPD but he lived in Medford, a White Trash hamlet of Suffolk County. Grettler and Burke met in classes taught by Burke on how to be a successful cop and so on. 

 Poor Grettler injected gallons of steroids into his ass; banged big haired Italian girls; and stayed out all night. Then he got caught selling coke and steroids along with other cops including a Suffolk County cop named Thomas Foley.

The ring operated out of a World’s Gym in Ronkonkoma. It was a 24 hour gym where I used to work out. Roids everywhere. The owner – Thomas Newman – who fancied himself a Republican party operative got arrested and convicted too for his role in the enterprise of idiocy. Newman used to hang up campaign literature for every Republican candidate in the county all over the gym. I worked out at about 2:00 a.m. so I delighted in drawing penises coming out of their mouths and all kinds of other debauchery One candidate actually had the God given name “Tom Cum.” You can imagine what I did to Mr. Cum’s literature. And this is what God wanted because this gym had the only white colored marker I ever saw. 

The night manager said “Zuppa … you gotta cut it out. Tommy Newman’s getting mad.” “Tommy Newman” didn’t go by “Tommy” or “Newman.” He was a full name kind of guy – “Tommy Newman."

 I’m bipolar – just the crazy manic part (that’s why I worked out from 2:00 AM to 4:00 AM) – so people generally just let me do what I want. So I continued the campaign of wickedness.

 BTW they all cried – Grettler, Foley, Newman, etc. – when they were arrested. “Living the Vida Loca.” (Ricky Martin)

Foley couldn’t believe that he had to do time when Burke who was part of the ring just skated. How could a Suffolk cop be treated so badly for selling drugs and steroids to supplement his six figure income – an incredulous Foley wondered. But Foley had to go. The NYPD had too much on him and District Attorney Spota (Italiano) had to sacrifice an unpopular cop.

Foley wanted to be a movie star. Some moron who purportedly had ties to Hollywood took Foley and his family; and a whole bunch of other cops for hundreds of thousands of dollars in an investment scam. He promised them that he’d get them all in the movies.  

They all could have been movie stars if they became a movie stars. But they had no talent. 

Back to Gossip … 

One night future police chief Burke and poor Grettler were at the lower level of Gossip – the Russian strip club – alone. They were VIPs. A stripper begins giving Burke a lap dance. Burke is dressed to kill. The stripper playfully takes off Burke’s tie. Poor Grettler senses that something might happen. Grettler goes upstairs for a while to let things take their course. When poor Grettler comes back down the stripper is laying on the floor nude and unconscious. Burke’s tie is wrapped around her neck.

 Most of those strippers are long dead. Overdoses we are told by an article in Vice.

 By the way at Gossip the Russians let you smoke even though it’s against the law. It’s famous for making you choke. Nostrovia. Russians are wild and crazy mobsters. They own strip clubs and let people smoke. How mobbed up decadent scary they are. And they are such good soldiers too.

I have a lot of former clients who are from Russia or the former Soviet Bloc countries. One – Andrey – told me that no one respects America because our borders are wide open. I reminded Andrey that he emigrated here from Belarus and since his arrival he has been convicted of such things as health care fraud and imprisoned for years. 

 Andrey lamented that schools are now teaching children that there are gay people. I know. I see them kissing on television in “Prep” commercials – “use this and you won’t need a condom” the commercials subliminally say. And I ask Andrey, “Did your boys all become gay.” Which he emphatically denied. “Nyet.” And I say, “So what’s the problem.” 

 My friend in Smithtown – a retired cop … let’s call him Santangelo Boombatzo (the made up name is Italiano; the real person I am referring to is also Italiano … he’s my best friend so I am hiding his identity). Boombatzo howls about “the streets being overrun by crime.” I say, “I am on the streets every day and I have not seen this crime.” Boombatzo asks “have you ridden in the New York City subway lately.” I remind Boombatzo that he hasn’t ridden the subway in thirty years so why is he concerned.  I also reminded Bombatzo that he’s been on a three quarter police disability since the age of 29 for a phony injury that allegedly occurred from an accident that never happened. He’s also collecting an SSI pension for the same thing. I then really rubbed salt in the wounds by reminding Boombatzo that he frequents prostitutes.  Torna il blu.

Boombatzo just got served with divorce papers at 59. Thirty-seven years of adultery down the drain.

“Back the blue,” “law and order” politicians such as Nick Lalota (Italiano) and Mario Matterra (Italiano) handily won their elections. They came right out of central casting for bit parts in the The Sopranos. In fact the “back the blue” and “law and order” candidates won all four House seats on Long Island. That included Lalota, Anthony D'Esposito and Andrew Garbarino. (All Italiano) Oh Yeah ... Hooah!

 But the big story is the new Nassau County Republican Congressman George Santos (Brazillian and freaky Queer). Recently residents of Nassau County that voted for Trump were positively shocked to find out that the man that they elected to represent them in Congress was a complete fraud. Everything about George Santos is a lie.

These Nassau residents who voted for Trump were revolted by the dishonesty contained in Santos’ resume –

Santos says he attended the prestigious Horace Mann School in the Bronx. Actually he obtained a high-school equivalency diploma; Santos claimed he graduated with a degree in economics and finance from Baruch College in 2010, which suggests he would have made it through a four-year program in just two years if he actually graduated from Horace Mann in 2008. But Baruch divulged that there was no record of Santos being in the class of 2010. (Nor is there a record of Santos being a “star” on the Baruch volleyball team, as he claimed); A biography of Santos put out by the National Republican Congressional Committee states Santos also spent time at New York University, a claim NYU could not corroborate. Later, he admitted to the New York Post that he “didn’t graduate from any institution of higher learning;” Santos’ campaign bio states he worked at Goldman Sachs and Citigroup, but representatives for both companies divulged that they had no record of his employment. Santos said he worked in Citi’s real-estate wing in the 2010s, though the bank sold off its asset-management operations when he was in high school. (In fact Santos inflated resumé claimed that he graduated in the top one percent of his class at Baruch, earned an M.B.A. at NYU, and was able to double the revenue on the project he worked on at Goldman – all lies)(in fact Santos ran a Ponzi scheme); Santos’s campaign bio claimed that he ran a foundation called Friends of Pets United, saving 2,500 dogs and cats between 2013 and 2018. But there were no social-media accounts, no IRS records, and no evidence of the charity being registered in New York or New Jersey, where Santos claimed to have operated (Santos actually swindled pet owners – including a disabled vet); although Santos states that he is gay – and I believe him – Santos’ claims of having a husband are false, in fact Santos was married to a woman for some reason; Santos claimed that his mother died as a result of the 9-11 terrorist attacks – she was in Brazil at the time; Santos claimed that his Jewish grandparents were killed in the Holocaust but genealogy records demonstrate that Santos lacks one drop of Jewish blood; Santos’ claims of being Jewish were further repudiated by evidence of his antisemitic slurs; his claims that one of his employees was killed in the Pulse Night Club shooting also proved to be lies.

Santos was a performing Drag Queen in Brazil although he never boasted about it.

Just as we were about to finish this section residents of Nassau County were completely thunderstruck to find out that in the same week that Donald Trump was found liable for sexual battery George Santos was indicted by the Department of Justice for 13 counts of criminal activity ranging from seven counts of wire fraud, three counts of money laundering, one count of theft of public funds and two counts of making materially false statements to the House of Representatives. He even stole cash meant for an Iraq War veteran’s dying dog. The residents of Nassau were absolutely traumatized by this immoral behavior. 

Santos was philosophical after some unidentified person posted his $500,000.00 bond: “I intend to seek reelection,” a steely eyed Santos proclaimed.

Hispanic men especially from South of the border usually have long names. George Santos does not. So in order to give him the dignity he deserves we’re going to help him out. From now on George Santos will be known as George “She-Man” “Fem-Boy” “Faggot-Queer” Esteban Santos. (This is not intended to insult the LGBTQ community – just MAGA)

Flamboyant Drag Queen Nassau County Congressman George “She-Man” “Fem-Boy” “Faggot-Queer” Estaban Santos (He is not a nice whatever)

Back to poor Grettler (not Italiano – I think that might be German) of the Russian strip joints. After his arrest, firing and jail time poor Grettler went to California to pursue his dream of being a screen writer. He recently died of cancer – could be the roids. He never sold a script.  I don’t think he ever wrote one either. Poor Grettler – the muscle head – just couldn’t get a break.

   “He isn’t starring in the movies if he’s walking in LA” (Missing Persons) 

But Burke was destined for bigger things: “I want to become a cop so I can get away with committing crimes,” Burke famously said as a teenager, which has since been widely reported.

Burke’s hookers swiped things from him, like his service revolvers – all of which was known by higher ups. Internal Affairs substantiated those charges. I read the findings. Burke also had a career as a pimp in of all places Smithtown using female house call hair stylists. That internal affairs investigation was squashed. 

 Then there’s hookers, Burke and Brooklyn. Burke may be Il magnaccia della morte (“the pimp of death”) as in LISK. We’re going to figure that out – me and you.

Burke first came to the attention of Suffolk law enforcement while still an ugly kid: a low life punk that would say anything the cops wanted him to say so that he could get the criminal investigations into his various burglaries dropped, to become a cop, and perhaps the affection of a homoerotic Assistant DA named Thomas Spota. Burke and his crew of punks were coached by Spota into saying – lying – that four innocent teenagers said things that implicated them in the killing of a 13-year-old boy in Smithtown. Another one of the lying boys was named Danny Culotta. (Italiano) He’s currently in prison where he has spent much of his life.

The murdered boy’s name was John Pius. Pius is famous for how he got murdered. Rocks shoved down his throat. Jesus is famous for how he got murdered too. For those who have forgotten –Gesù fu crocifisso (Jesus was crucified). Nobody got framed for killing Jesus although there is enough blame to go around: Christians blame Jews; and Jews logically blame Romans (Italianos – fuggedaboutit); while Muslims don’t care; Hindus care less than Muslims; but no one blames God who was responsible for the whole thing – if you believe that kind of Voodoo.   

In the end four teenage boys were flaked by Suffolk cops and low lives. Flaked is a special way of framing someone. The term is usually used when cops plant evidence – mostly drugs or guns (the “drop gun”) – on the person they accuse of committing a crime. In this case Spota planted the boys’ “confessions” everywhere – parks; train stations; jails – after they were arrested without evidence. And every punk low life that lied got something in return from the Suffolk Police – like a get out of jail free card; and a job.

And the miscreant citizens that live in Suffolk were all to eager to believe it no matter how implausible it all was: according to Homoerotic Spota the four boys allegedly killed Pius because he witnessed them steal the frame of a minibike – just the frame – from a neighbor’s garbage. The net worth of the minibike frame – garbage – was calculated at 5 bucks. I doubt it. I lived in Smithtown for most of it – at least the killing and flaking.

 Here is what one Conservative Judge – the venerable Ellsworth Alfred Van Graafeiland (not Italiano) – of the most respected Federal Circuit Court in all America … the Second Circuit … had to say when he reversed the decision of the lower Court. See Quartararo v. Hanslmaier, 186 F.3d 91 (2d Cir. 1999) The lower court set one of the boys free because there was absolutely no evidence that the boy killed John Pius. But Ellsworth Alfred Van Graafeiland had this to say.

The charge against [innocent boy] was that he, “acting in concert with and aided by the [other three defendants] with intent to cause the death of John Pius, caused his death by beating, kicking and shoving rocks in his mouth and throat.” John Pius, a thirteen-year-old boy, was 5 feet 4 inches tall and weighed 116 pounds. The physician who performed the autopsy on him described his findings as follows.

A. [Medical Examiner] John Pius presents multiple contusions and lacerations of the forehead, to the right of the midline. He had marked edema, congestion and hemorrhage of both eyes. He had petechial hemorrhage -

Q. [Spota is Questioning] Doctor, let me stop you for a moment. I'm going to jump in every so often if I can. Lasciami dire Hooah! per adesso

A Yes. Dammi quel Hooah

Q      Hooah! … You said there was edema to the eyes?

A Yes, sir ... posso avere un altro Hooah!

Q What is that? Prendi questo Hooah! puttana.

A  Oh sì... sì... sono una puttana. This is accumulation of fluid under the skin.

Q And I think you said petechial hemorrhage? È giusto stronza?

A      Ohhh sei il padrone … Petechial hemorrhage.

Q      Infilerò il mio cazzo nel tuo buco del culo puttana … In the eyes.

A Yes. Si … Si.

Q What is that?

A    Dammelo nel culo … These are pinpoint hemorrhages due to a breaking of small blood vessels.

Q And that's also petechial hemorrhages?

A      Ora metti quel cazzo in bocca … petechial hemorrhages

Q Is that also pinpoint hemorrhages?

A Yes. Si si grande amico.

Q What causes, in particular, petechial or pinpoint hemorrhages?

A      Ohhhhhhhh … Yesssss … fammi mangiare la mia stessa merda … In cases of asphyxia they are present.

Q In cases of asphyxia?

A Yes …  Sono la tua puttana ... sono la tua puttana

Q What else? [lighting a cigarette Spota belts out a song for the jury]  VOLARÉ … OH … OHHHH … CONTIGO, MAMI … OH … WHOA … OH … OHHHHH [etc. and so on and so it goes]

A There was a hemorrhage of the nose. There was marked edema and congestion of both lips. There was hemorrhage of the gums. There was a breaking of one tooth. There was a stone rock in the mouth [actually six total in the mouth and throat] ... Marone ... There was marked edema, congestion and hemorrhage of the right side of the face. There was multiple contusions and lacerations of the neck … in back of both ears there was marked contusions and lacerations. There were marked contusions and lacerations of the chest, of the right shoulder anteriorally and on top of the right shoulder, on the right clavicle area. There were also other areas to the right of the umbilicals, on the right costal margin and the waistline, on both thighs, both knees, both ankles and both hands. Also in the back there were numerous superficial lacerations. These in a parallel pattern, parallel to another, and another crossing, that they extended from the mid-part of the back to both buttochs [sic] ... Marone a mi ... Squeal like a pig … He’s got a purty mouth … Mi inginocchierò anch'io e te lo succhierò

Q Again, abrasions, contusions? And the Panties … ti ho fottuto. Ora sto per sniffarti. Scoppio ... Bang [Sound of a gunshot] 

A Contusions, abrasions. Ahhh sono morto.  (Ahhh I am snuffed dead)

John Pius was not struck by a train or run over by a truck. In view of the above described, personally inflicted injuries, there can be little doubt about the existence of an intent to cause death ... Niente merda Sherlock Van Graafeiland (No shit Sherlock Van Graafeiland)

Quartararo v. Hanslmaier, 186 F.3d at 93.

In other words the Honorable Venerable Judge Ellsworth Alfred Van Graafeiland was saying that “a boy was brutally and horribly killed over here … someone has to pay for it.” And so the Honorable venerable Ellsworth Alfred Van Graafeiland is as big a dick as you would think someone named Ellsworth Alfred Van Graafeiland could be. 

 Oh and Ellsworth Alfred “Dick” Van Graafeiland did not say “Hooah!;” “Squeal like a pig” and other lines from the movie Deliverance;  nor did he write that really nasty porn snuff film scene in Italian (I cannot believe I did that); nor did he say “No shit Sherlock” etc., and so on, in his decision. And Spota did not break out into the classic Italian song Volare – during his direct examination. I added it as indicated by the italics.  

 The real trials were far worse.

 Why did I, especially as an attorney, treat the decision in Quartararo v. Hanslmaier with such perverse juvenile irreverence and risk disbarment? Because the decision deserved it. The extent of Johnny Pius’ injuries were irrelevant to the issue before the Court which issue was – who caused said injuries. The fact that Johnny Pius was brutally murdered was never in doubt. The fact that there was no evidence that the four boys rotting in prison killed him was also never in doubt. We now know who killed Pius. At least we have a good idea thanks to Roberts’ book. 

By the way Ellsworth Alfred “Dick” Van Graafeiland despised affirmative action and loved the so called Rockefeller drug laws. The Rockefeller drug laws locked up people who were addicted to drugs and also happened to be poor. These drug addicts just wasted the one life they had in prison day after day. High rolling Wall Streeters that snorted coke by the truck load never had any problems with Rockefeller or his drug laws. They got to loot the country. Rockefeller was born a billionaire because his family owned land with coal and oil under it. The Rockefeller family destroyed the land and he became Governor of New York and Vice President of the whole United States. He had no use for poor drug addicts. 

 Meanwhile poor Ellsworth Alfred “Dick” Van Graafeiland had to wear a brace around his body because of his spinal scoliosis. Some might say he was “a twisted motherfucker.” Some might call him a “spineless bastard.” But his golfing buddies got to call Ellsworth Alfred Van Graafeiland  … “Van.” We’ll just call him “Dick.” He was a proud graduate of Cornell Law School.

Judge Dick: Scoliosis and a back brace turned him into a “spineless bastard” 

Back to Pius: 

The convictions kept getting thrown out on appeal due to prosecutorial misconduct, a total lack of evidence and the appellate courts hatred of Burke and his buddies. Meanwhile innocent boys turned to middle aged men as they were subjected to the daily horrors of prison.

 The obscenely corrupt closeted homoerotic Nazi prosecutor on the case – Thomas Spota (again Italiano) – would be the District Attorney of the whole county one day … for four terms. Cross endorsed by both parties. Spota graduated from a Catholic high school called Chaminade. [My son who recently graduated from high school calls it a “dick school filled with fanatics.” He’s a mellow kid too] When I commuted into the City as a young lawyer the Chaminade kids – mostly Italian [we know a few] – would get on the Long Island Rail Road train to Mineola. They were dressed in their slacks and drab button down shirts with their ties. It was so early. And they were commuting so far to go to high school. They looked like the Hitler Youth. They went to Catholic School but they looked like hell. Their football team sucked. And no girls too. Boys bugger boys at such places. Mi chiedo quanti siano stati inculati dai preti. (I wonder how many were buggered by priests) We all secretly hoped that another Colin Ferguson would shoot them so that we wouldn’t have to commute with these depressing buggered altar boys anymore. 

 One of the first things that Spota did when he became District Attorney was impanel a special grand jury to investigate priests buggering little boys. The statute of limitations had already expired so no one could be arrested. But he got headlines and a nice Grand Jury Report that said that i preti infastidivano i ragazzi nelle chiese e nelle scuole cattoliche (priests were buggering boys in churches and catholic schools) Niente merda Sherlock Spota (No shit Sherlock Spota) 

 This could have been useful if it were useful.

Meanwhile Spota presided over a four term – nearly 16 year – reign of terror that continues to this day. Just an extremely small very few examples:

KENNY LAZO IS BEATEN TO DEATH BY SUFFOLK COPS SWINGING FLASHLIGHTS AND BITING HIM

 Twenty four year old Kenny Lazo – a roundish soft looking young man – was beaten to death by Suffolk County Police on April 12, 2008, in Bay Shore, Long Island. Lazo did not have any weapons, i.e. he was unarmed. Lazo was also alone which made him a prime target for juiced up Suffolk County Cops. He was pulled over by police, involved in a struggle, and then brought to the Third Precinct, where he was left to die.

Kenny Lazo had abrasions and lacerations on his face, skull, and body. His tongue was cut in two and he had several missing teeth. 

He had human bite marks on his buttocks and other places which tells us that not only were the cops murderous but they were homoerotic kinky.   Explain that Suffolk Police.

 An autopsy revealed that police beat him to death with flashlights. The five officers – five on one – that beat Lazo to death still serve as police officers for Suffolk taxpayers. It was declared that the officers who murdered Kenny Lazo were not at any fault, as the measures used were considered necessary. Hooah! Torna il blu! Zieg Heil!

 Oh here are the names of the freaky Fab Five cops that murdered Lazo while biting his buttocks: JOHN NEWTON; JAMES SCIMONE (Italiano); WILLIAM JUDGE; CHRISTOPHER TALT; and JOSEPH LINK. 

 Tom “Homoerotica” Spota did one of his famous fake Grand Jury presentations in order to officially clear the Suffolk Cops. As per usual certain critical evidence was never presented to the grand jury, including this autopsy report by the Medical Examiner. The autopsy concluded that Lazo died of

sudden cardiac death following exertion associated with prolonged physical altercation with multiple blunt impacts ... blunt impact to head...

blunt impacts to torso, blunt impacts to upper extremities [“defensive wounds” – he wasn’t fighting]. 

Apparently the bites to his buttocks were non-life threatening.

The report further states the manner of death was “homicide.”

Fabled Civil Rights attorney Frederick “Show Me the Money Brewington” brought a $55 million dollar lawsuit on behalf of Lazo’s family against the County, the Suffolk Police and Spota as well as Assistant District Attorney and all around Ass-Clown John B Collins. The County was impressed although Spota and Collins got out of the suit because under the law prosecutors are absolutely immune for anything evil that they do as part of their jobs.

A settlement discussion was held just the past few weeks with no dice. This case is headed for trial on July 24, 2023 but it will never be tried. Suffolk taxpayers are going to have to cough up millions to save the County Attorney’s ass.

THE SHOOTING AND BEATING OF THOMAS MOROUGHAN

On February 27, 2011 at approximately 1:15 AM Thomas Moroughan drove his taxi cab toward the village of Huntington. His girlfriend sat in the front passenger seat.   He was cut off by a Blue 2008 Acura, being driven by off duty Nassau County police officer EDWARD “MERCEDES” BIENZ. (Probably German) Bienz was drunk. The Acura was alternatively speeding, tailgating and finally cut off Moroughan. Bienz’s wife – Mrs. Bienz – was a passenger in the Acura.

Almost immediately after, a white 2011 Infinity being driven by off duty Nassau County police officer ANTHONY “PSYCHO” DILEONARDO (Italiano) came up on Moroughan’s taxi from the rear. The Infinity was also speeding and tailgating before it passed Moroughan’s taxi headed North on Oakwood Road pursuing Bienz. DiLeonardo’s girlfriend Sophia Comia (so Italian) was a passenger in the front seat of the Infinity.

Now you know who the bad Nassau cops are.

Bienz and DiLeonardo stopped their vehicles as they pulled over to the east side of Oakwood Road near the intersection of Tippin Drive, both cars facing in a northerly direction.

Moroughan came upon them. He pulled to the side of the road in front of 422 Oakwood Road and stopped his cab.  He rolled down the passenger side window and said words to the effect of “What the hell are you guys doing. You’re going to kill someone.”

DiLeonardo responded thusly: “learn how to drive a taxi faggot, and get your fat ass girlfriend on a diet.” 

Moroughan made further inquiry: “what the hell is your problem.” 

DiLeonardo and Bienz exited their vehicles. For Moroughan discretion got the better part of valor and his girlfriend’s honor. He proceeded to make a U Turn away from the psychotic cops in the hopes of escaping a worsening situation.

DiLeonardo snarled: “I’ll show you my fucking problem.”

DiLeonardo and Bienz charged the taxi cab. DiLeonardo – like the lethal weapon he was – drew his weapon from his ankle holster on the way. Enroute he fired five rounds at Moroughan from his .38-caliber Smith & Wesson. Bullets struck Moroughan two times – once in the left arm and once in the chest. One bullet fragmented and lodged in the rear of the taxi cab. Two bullets were not recovered. Moroughan’s girlfriend is lucky to be alive.

When he got to the cab the hard charging DiLeonardo shattered the driver side window with the butt of his empty .38. DiLeonardo – this brave man – then proceeded to pistol whip Moroughan striking Moroughan in the nose and facial area causing Mr. Moroughan’s nose to break and contusions to the face. Clumsy DiLeonardo dropped his weapon into the rear of the cab.

After being shot two times and pistol whipped Moroughan still managed to escape by driving to nearby Huntington Hospital.

 DiLeonardo went to Huntington Hospital with some 30 police officers and detectives from the Suffolk County Police Department and the Nassau County Police Department. Also present were four representatives of the Nassau County Police Officer’s union. DiLeonardo appeared noticeably drunk slurring his words, smelling of alcohol and acting hostile. He refused to give the hospital blood or urine and no one from the Nassau County Police Department or the Suffolk County Police Department administered a sobriety test.

 Meanwhile two Suffolk County Police Department Detectives – RONALD TAVARES (Spota’s primary fixer) and CHARLES LESSER (one of the heroes that stumbled upon John “White Trash” Bittrolff’s DNA) – allegedly interviewed Moroughan as he lay in his hospital bed. Moroughan still had a bullet in his left arm and a bullet in his chest. The hospital administered a fairly large amount of morphine to Moroughan in order to ease the pain of being shot twice and pistol whipped.  Moroughan repeatedly shouted that he wanted an attorney. A member of the Suffolk County Police Department illegally stopped Moroughan’s Godmother – an Assistant District Attorney with Nassau County – from speaking with him.

Detectives Tavares and Lesser wrote out a statement for Moroughan to sign. It said that Moroughan had been read his rights and he had waived them. The statement also indicated that Moroughan claimed he was shot because he drove toward the police officers to run them over.

Moroughan did not read the statement before signing it because the SCPD Detectives told him to hurry so they could let him rest. Besides he was in no shape to read. He had two bullets and morphine in him.

The statement is contradicted by all the crime scene evidence as we will later see.

Moroughan was arrested for second-degree assault and second-degree reckless endangerment. Only after he was arrested was Moroughan allowed to speak to his Godmother wherein he cried to her “I don’t know why he shot me ... he shot me for no reason.”

 Well Moroughan deserves got nothing to do with anything. Shoot or shut up.

 This was standard operating procedure for Suffolk County Detectives – the coerced confession. Suffolk County Homicide detectives are famous for their 97% confession rate. In other words 97 out of every 100 hardened criminal suspects in homicide cases just out and out confess – “you got me … I did it.” (As a former prosecutor I can safely say this: That’s such fucking nonsense)

On closer inspection it appears that the detectives’ methods may have been suspect i.e. putting a phone book against a suspect’s head and then slamming a concrete block into the phone book or – my favorite – tying a piece of paper to a suspect’s penis and then putting the paper in a paper shredder. I’d pretty much confess to anything if they did that to me. If you could find my penis at that point. It retracts when I fear things or in the cold. Shrinkage.

Spota and his dedicated Office of Hitlerite’s prosecuted Moroughan for some three months before they dismissed the charges against him.

 Spota never indicted the two Nassau County Police Officers. 

Meanwhile the Nassau County Police Department Internal Affairs Bureau found that “PO DiLeonardo committed Unlawful Conduct and violated Department Rules when he engaged in a road rage incident … PO DiLeonardo committed 11 counts of Unlawful Conduct and violated 8 departmental rules.” Further “PO Bienz committed Unlawful Conduct and violated Department Rules he engaged in a road rage incident … PO Bienz committed 2 counts of Unlawful Conduct and violated 3 Department Rules.”

However owing to the fact that Nassau County Police unions enjoy the same power as Suffolk County police unions Officer DiLeonardo remained on the job earning $110,316.00 dollars in 2012. Officer Bienz also remained on the job earning $145,877.00 dollars in 2012. DiLeonardo was ultimately terminated because the Internal Affairs Report leaked out which enraged the head of the Nassau County PBA James T. Carver who called for an investigation.  But Bienz was not terminated due to the power of Carver over elected officials.     

Meanwhile Detective Ronald Tavares had a reported pay of $171,094 according to public records in 2021. This is 148.1 percent higher than the average pay for county employees and 146.7 percent higher than the national average for government employees. 

Oh yeah … the County Attorneys’ Offices didn’t want any part in trying this cluster fuck. The civil case just settled reportedly for over a million taxpayer dollars that taxpayers of both Nassau and Suffolk Counties had to shell out.

 You just don’t get what you pay for anymore with inflation.

NASSAU COUNTY POLICE ARE ACCOMPLICES IN THE MURDER OF JO'ANNA BIRD

This murder comes down to a 781-page file kept secret by the Nassau County Police Department for more than a decade. It detailed the repeated policing failures and overt actions taken by the police that caused the murder of a young mother in 2009. Sandra Peddie wrote a great piece about this in Newsday which I think I almost quoted above. (See opening picture)   

Jo'Anna Bird a very pretty young woman made a mistake. She fell, only for short time, for a purported member of the Bloods named Leonardo Valdez Cruz a.k.a. Pito. 

What is a Blood. The Bloods are a primarily African American street gang that started in L.A.  I have no idea how even the Bloods let Pito into the gang.  Pito was a diminutive punk of Central American extraction. He’s fat now in prison.

What are the Bloods good at. In L.A. they deal drugs. In L.A. they’re good at driving a car past a person they want to kill and shooting at the person. All of the bullets miss the intended target but manage to kill just about everyone else on the street. 

 Bloods really don’t do much at all on Long Island except call themselves Bloods. Oh wow. Hooah!

When Pito the Blood met the Nassau County Cops he met people that were even bigger dicks then him.

Pito became Jo’Anna Bird’s boyfriend. Pito turned out to be jealous and cruel. Jo’Anna Bird who lacked what all women and girls need – me as their big brother – broke it off with Pito. But Pito would have none of it. Over a period of time he would stalk Jo’Anna. He tased her. Beat her.  He threw her in the trunk of his car near her home where she lived with her mother and drove off. He raped her. And beat her some more. All on a regular basis in America.

And Jo’Anna did what she was supposed to do. She went to the police.  She got Order of Protection after Order of Protection. The only problem was what I told victims of domestic violence about Orders of Protection when I was a street crime prosecutor. “It’s piece of paper. It can’t stop a bullet or a knife or someone’s hands.”

Pito was a snitch or at least he made high flying Nassau cops and detectives think he was. And the Bloods had a big name. Every Nassau cop and detective wanted to arrest some of these Bloods. So when Pito came around Jo’Anna’s house the cops would just say “Pito go home.”  I had clients violate Orders of Protection at the behest of their ex-girlfriends who called the clients and said they wanted to see them again.  The clients went to jail.

Pito didn’t go to jail no matter how much bad stuff he did to Jo’Anna and no matter how much Jo’Anna and her mother begged the cops. When he was in jail for this or that Pito would send Jo’Anna letters consisting of diagrams of how he was going to killer her. Various drawings. A tombstone with Jo’Anna’s name written on it with the epitaph:

Joanna a dead cunt who left behind 2 beautiful kids that really needed her more then anything in this whole world.

Jo’Anna showed these violent drawings and notes to the Nassau cops who did nothing. 

In fact brave Nassau County Detective JEFFREY RAYMOND who was fully familiar with the violent proclivities of Pito, got Pito released from custody two days before he killed Jo’Anna. According to now fat Pito – Pito “played RAYMOND.” He promised RAYMOND a wealth of information that would get Bloods locked up if RAYMOND would get him out of jail.

Pito went to Jo’Anna’s house and like he once promised in one of his writings he stabbed her to death. Brave Pito stabbed this pretty little girl more times than the Medical Examiner could even count. The Medical Examiner when he got into the hundreds – as in hundreds of stab wounds – threw his hands up in the air and got downright existential: “What is the meaning of all of this.” He stopped counting.

An Internal Affairs investigation ended up charging eleven police officers, one detective and two sergeants with up to eight counts each for misconduct in connection with the killing. The so called punishments ranged from loss of four hours of sick leave and vacation time to the most severe punishment – the loss of 24 days of accrued sick and vacation time.  One officer had to undergo retraining but I don’t think you can train someone to not be a reprobate.

 No one was suspended, fired or demoted in rank. Five of the fourteen have been promoted. Two of them were made president and financial secretary of the Police Benevolent Association.

Our hero detective RAYMOND is now a commanding officer of the department’s burglary squad where he brings his extreme intelligence and sense of decency.

The police commissioner and the department refused to release the investigative file. The PBA through MAGA County Executive Edward Mangano (Italiano) made sure the miscreant cops were not punished. Fabled PBA head James T. Carver is excellent at getting his killer cops off – and he got Mangano’s ear with PBA cash and clout. Republicans are law and order guys.

Mangano started his 12 year federal prison sentence in 2022 – not for the death of Jo’Anna Bird. Just plain old corruption – can you imagine the man accepted bribes – in which his wife played a big role (more Republican family values)

Here’s the comic twist. Fabled civil rights attorney Frederick “Show me the Money” Brewington sued the police, the county and anyone else he could think of. And he got the 781-page IAB file.  The police and County attorneys said, “No Mas.”  They didn’t want to take this cluster fuck to trial. But “Show Me the Money” Brewington wanted 7.7 million dollars.  And Nassau was broke in part from paying its idiot cops hundreds of thousands of dollars per year. 

So the lawyers hatched a scheme. Show the Nassau County legislature the 781-page file and when they read it – and see what abject assholes their cops are – they’ll be happy to raise taxes to pay that 7.7 million. (Hell that’s well over $2.5 million to “Show me the Money” Brewington for just showing up) – Jo’Anna gets nothing because she’s dead and buried. Problem was that the cops were protective of this file. Carver was protective of this file. And the Court had earlier handed down a protective order that said only the lawyers could see this file.

In furtherance of the scheme the lawyers got a revised Protective Order that allowed the Nassau County Legislature to see the file. But members of the legislature were sworn to secrecy and could not let the taxpayers know what creepy dicks their cops, that they paid millions of dollar to, really were. Taxpaying citizens don’t have a right to know that on Long Island. Besides they’re too stupid to care. 

The legislature took one look at that report and lost their nuts. They produced 7.7 million pretty quickly. Up went the property taxes. But one of the legislators was so mortified he forgot the protective order. He told the news this: ‘“The case demonstrates a top to bottom failure of Nassau's police department.’ So says Nassau Presiding Officer Peter Schmitt, telling News 12 he was disgusted by what he learned after reviewing an internal affairs investigation kept confidential by court order.’”

Oh no. James T. Carver was pissed. But there was more from poor Legislator Schmitt:

"There are 22 police officers in this county who were mentioned in that confidential internal affairs report who ought to be ashamed to look at themselves in the mirror every morning when they get up to shave, much less be wearing the badge," Schmitt said. "Orders of protection were ignored . . . mandatory arrests were called for and not performed, giving a cell phone to the prisoner when he was behind bars and allowing him to call the victim 35-40 times, and on and on and on."

Boy … oh boy. Schmitt’s ass was grass.

The PBA intervened in the Federal Lawsuit brought by Frederick “Show Me the Money” Brewington and demanded Schmitt’s head. In the end elderly Judge Arthur D. Spatt who I won a case in front of and I always found entertaining – well Spatt directed that poor Schmitt be sanctioned $2,500.00 dollars of his own personal money for telling Nassau County taxpayers what losers their overpaid cops were.

Schmitt just up and died shortly thereafter. So it goes.

Even Frederick “Show Me the Money” Brewington – although he usually just cares about the money and the press conference – felt civically inclined to get the IAB file out there.  When he simply suggested it Carver and the Nassau County PBA went nuts and filed papers saying that Brewington was in contempt of Court. The Court actually got it right this time and said, “wait a minute … he hasn’t done anything yet.”

Spatt is dead so he cannot defend his decision but I spit on you Spatt.

James T. Carver: Head of the Nassau County PBA; thin lipped with lizard skin and iguana eyes; he became enraged when a report that showed his Police Officers were homicidal maniacs leaked out (When he was a child his face caught on fire and his mother put it out with an ice pick) (He is an exceedingly ugly man)(Photo credit: Newsday probably)

SUFFOLK POLICE BEAT AUTISTIC GROUP HOME RESIDENT DAINELL SIMMONS TO DEATH

 The key to this case is funnel cakes. 

For some reason Maryhaven Center for Hope Group Home decided that autistic non-verbal resident Dainell Simmons couldn’t have any funnel cakes even though they served them to the other residents. Simmons was mentally impaired so he acted out.  Maryhaven Center for Hope Group Home staff called 911 on Simmons even though residents of such group homes are prone to act out. It is part of their condition. That’s why they are in Group Homes and Group Homes get taxpayer money. It’s called training folks.

Simmons had calmed down by the time police arrived.  The mentally impaired usually become calm and cheerful again. Maybe they should have just given him some funnel cakes. But the Suffolk County Police Officers demanded that they take Simmons to a Psychiatric ward where they would tell him and everyone else what they already knew. Simmons was autistic and non-verbal. When the cops tried to remove him, Simmons became upset.

 What followed was chaos and murder. Here’s what the cops probably said: “Don’t shoot off your non-verbal mouth with us you retard.”  This is what the brave Suffolk cops definitely did:

 First the Suffolk Cops came and came and came.  Here are just some of them that crowded into the failed Maryhaven Center for Hope [and death] Group Home to deal with this dangerous autistic man: GEORGE OLIVA, KAREN GRENIA (probable Italian), SUSAN CATALDO (Italiano), SAL YOVINO (Italiano), JAMES POLTORAK, KEVIN WUESTENHOFF, JEFFREY PITKEWICS, STEVEN TURNER, RICHARD CIACCIO (Italiano), JAMES SAMARTINO (Italiano), DENISE FIERRO (Italiano), and FRANK LEOTTA (Italiano).

Here’s how they killed the autistic young man:

First they front cuffed Simmons. Then at least three so called Police Officers unleashed their tasers on him multiple times. That would be OLIVA, GRENIA, CATALDO. Haah two of the tasering cops were women which proves how truly Progressive Suffolk cops are. Blood lust for torture is shared by both sexes. 

Then OLIVA, GRENIA, and CATALDO pepper sprayed Simmons, even after he was front-handcuffed and tased a multitude of time. Then OLIVA, GRENIA, and CATALDO tackled Dainell. Whereupon they re-handcuffed him such that he was rear-handcuffed. Next OLIVA, GRENIA and CATALDO sat on Simmons’ back, legs and head or otherwise applied significant force to his torso while he was lying face down.

But they were not done.

Officers SAL YOVINO, JAMES POLTORAK, KEVIN WUESTENHOFF, JEFFREY PITKEWICS, STEVEN TURNER, RICHARD CIACCIO, JAMES SAMARTINO, DENISE FIERRO, and FRANK LEOTTA arrived at the scene – I guess that’s back up – and assisted OLIVA, GRENIA, and CATALDO in restraining Simmons. They put Simmons’s legs in leg restraints.

Even after all four of Simmons limbs were in restraints all of Suffolk’s finest basically sat on him while he lay face down for several minutes.

Can you guess what happened?

 Simmons died by asphyxiation. Hooah!

 This is the end. My only friend the end. (Jim Morrison and the Doors)

Of course a grand jury of Suffolk County miscreant citizens shepherded by “Homoerotica” Spota declined to indict the officers and there was no disciplinary action taken.

A lawsuit was filed by Simmons’ mother, Glynice Simmons of Nassau County.  They used some guy named Klein that kept amending the complaint until it became a mammoth 18 page document. I have drafted hit in the rear car accident complaints that were longer and more detailed. But it is what it is.

The county in legal motions had denied that the officers used excessive force or violated Simmons rights. It said the injuries to Dainell Simmons “were caused by Simmons own culpable and/or negligent conduct.” That bravado didn’t last too long.

The case settled for $1,850,000.00 million Suffolk County taxpayer dollars.

The Suffolk cash strapped Legislature’s Ways and Means Committee unanimously approved the settlement, chairwoman Bridget Fleming (D-Noyack) said after a closed-door meeting with County Attorney Dennis Brown. Brown declined to comment about the case. Here is what Brown probably said to the legislature:

Look no one in the office wants to try this skull fuck case. Pony up the money before the whole office calls in sick.  And I aint trying it.

 SUFFOLK COPS SODOMIZE LATOYA NEWKIRK IN A PRECINCT HOUSE

On March 16, 2017, Latoya Newkirk was a passenger in black sedan driven by Olanrewaju “Larry” Abiola. At approximately 10:30 AM, Officers Mark Pav and Christopher McCoy stopped the sedan in Wyandanch – an almost all black section of Suffolk County located in the First Precinct.  McCoy and Pav stopped the car for no reason which is common in Wyandanch. When the vehicle stopped, Officer Pav approached the driver's side and Officer McCoy approached the passenger side. McCoy asked Latoya Newkirk for identification which she produced. McCoy apparently ran Latoya’s name through the system from the squad car. When he returned to the vehicle he informed Latoya Newkirk that there were pending warrants for her arrest. In actuality the warrants were non-criminal. Latoya Newkirk retrieved documents from her purse that demonstrated that the warrants were not active and showed them to McCoy. Officer McCoy informed her that the paperwork did not resolve the warrants and asked Ms. Newkirk to exit the car. McCoy had other ideas by then. He was going to McCoy her.

As it turned out there were no active warrants and Ms. Newkirk did nothing wrong.

 Once Ms. Newkirk was out of the car, Officer Pav reached into Abiola's vehicle and removed Ms. Newkirk’s bag. Ms. Newkirk told Officer Pav that he did not have her permission to take her purse or enter the car. But people have no rights in Suffolk. 

Abiola was allowed to leave in his vehicle. The Suffolk Cops didn’t want him.

 Officer Pav put Ms. Newkirk’s purse on the hood of the police vehicle and searched it.

 While  Officer Pav searched Ms. Newkirk’s purse, Officer McCoy placed her in handcuffs and searched her coat pockets and told her to lift and shake out her bra. She replied that she could not because she was in handcuffs. Officer McCoy responded, “I'll do it.” Officer McCoy reached under Ms. Newkirk’s bra, putting his hands under her sweater and onto her breasts. When Officer McCoy reached into Ms. Newkirk’s bra, Officer Pav had just placed her purse into the police vehicle and got into the driver's seat. McCoy zipped up Ms. Newkirk’s jacket. Officer Pav heard the zipping of the jacket and said to Officer McCoy “we can search her at the precinct.”

Officer Pav was saying a lot more than that.

 When McCoy reached into Ms. Newkirk’s bra, she was very close to Pav and standing at an angle, facing towards the front of the squad car.  Ms. Newkirk jumped when Officer McCoy touched her breasts and he giggled in response. When she jumped, Officer Pav was in the driver's seat of the police vehicle and had a clear line of sight to Officer McCoy touching her breasts.

The Officers took Ms. Newkirk to the Suffolk County First Precinct. On the way to the police station Ms. Newkirk had an anxiety attack and asked to have the window rolled down. She knew what was coming. 

 They arrived at the First Precinct at around 11:00 AM. The officers then handcuffed Ms. Newkirk to a table in the holding room. Shortly thereafter Officer McCoy searched her in the mugshot area of the room, where he put his hands up her shirt and skirt.

 Ms. Newkirk was moved to an interrogation room known as the Juvenile Squad Room. There, brave Officer McCoy forced Latoya Newkirk to touch his penis and to perform oral sex on him. Officer McCoy only stopped when there was a noise outside the door. He returned Ms. Newkirk to the holding room.

At around 2:00 PM Ms. Newkirk was brought back to the Juvenile Squad Room. Officer Pav was inside the Juvenile Squad Room with her. He left the room and flagged an Officer Rivera to search Ms. Newkirk yet again. Apparently everyone in the precinct was getting their jollies – hetero and lesbians – by searching this innocent woman. Poor Ms. Newkirk was taken from the Juvenile Squad Room to be searched yet again by officer, DELFINA RIVERA. After the search, she returned Ms. Newkirk to the Juvenile Squad Room, where Officer McCoy sodomized her a second time, forcing her to perform oral sex on him.  Apparently Officer McCoy was able to complete his mission as noted by the fact that he ever so kindly threw some paper towels at Ms. Newkirk and told her “clean yourself up.” Hooah! 

Officer Pav had left the precinct to participate in a narcotics operation. 

At approximately 3:50 PM, Officer Pav returned to the precinct. When Ms. Newkirk saw Officer Pav, she asked him if Officer McCoy was married, and he responded by asking her, “Why? You like white chocolate?”  He’s so smooth.

The prison activity log for Ms. Newkirk includes entries between 11:55 AM to 5:30 PM, all entered by Officer Pav. Each entry is supposed to document the prisoner's “demeanor at the time that you see them and what they're  exactly doing.” Officer Pav inputted entries from between 11:55 AM to 3:30 PM, but did not actually witness any of the events that the entries reflected, which included the time period Ms. Newkirk was assaulted. Officer McCoy was supposed to fill out the prisoner log because he was managing Ms. Newkirk at the specific times, but when Officer Pav returned to the precinct and saw that the activity log was empty, he filled it in.

Pav the perv knew exactly what McCoy was doing. And he covered up for him.

 Several hours after Officers McCoy and Pav had left the station, Ms. Newkirk twice asked if she could go to the hospital because she was having an anxiety attack. She was given her medication at the precinct. She was charged with nothing and released the next day.

Latoya Newkirk in an interview described the distinct impression that every cop working in that First Precinct knew what had happened to her because it had happened many times before.

If Latoya Newkirk were my father’s daughter he would have visited the First Precinct with copious amounts of the Second Amendment and shot down so many cops like the mangy low life vermin they are. He would have known he’d never make it out. He’d be dead on the inside already anyway. But that’s just my dad – and he was from the old country (I have a cousin named Vendetta) – and this should not be taken threateningly as he passed many years ago. But just in case anyone wants to exact vengeance for Latoya Newkirk the cops names are once again MARK PAV and CHRISTOPHER MCCOY. 

 Shortly after Ms. Newkirk was released, she reported the incident to the Federal Bureau of Investigation (the “FBI”) and it investigated. 

On July 26, 2017, the United States filed a criminal complaint against Officer McCoy, he was arrested, and on October 9, 2018, he pleaded guilty to violating the civil rights of Ms. Newkirk. Then Judge Gary R. Brown of the Eastern District of New York sentenced McCoy to only one year of imprisonment and one year of supervised release. Federal sentences are supposed to be brutal but Judge Gary R. Brown was an ass-clown.

Latoya Newkirk was smart to go the FBI. There were various State charges like Forcible Rape and Sodomy to name a couple. That would have put Officer McCoy away for many years. But Thomas “Homoerotica” Spota declined to prosecute.

We all know that McCoy did this to so many women but no one is talking. The FBI supposedly looked but everyone is afraid to come forward or ashamed to come forward. 

And Justice was done in Suffolk County.

There’s a lawsuit. 

Latoya McCoy did not get “Show me the Money” Brewington. She got three big time hacks as her lawyers – one whom I know (Michael “I was a Misdemeanor ADA” Brown) But the facts are still the facts and some of the claims survived despite her lawyers’ idiocy.

Officer McCoy failed to put in an answer to the suit so he defaulted. He’s going to pay. The case is still active as of February 2023 but rumor is that Suffolk property taxes had to be raised again to pay poor Ms. Newkirk who deserves every penny. The County Attorney wants no part of this cluster skull fuck.

 WELL TO DO WHITE LAWYER BEATEN TO DEATH BY FRIENDS OF COPS: SUFFOLK LAW ENFORCMENT COVERS IT UP



This is about a prestigious building known as the “Casino,” a bathroom and urination.

Things are not all bad in Suffolk County. If you work hard. And make all the right moves you can really enjoy the good life in Suffolk. Michael Divers enjoyed the good life. He worked his way through college in California paying for his education with a job as a corrections officer. He graduated from nearby Hofstra Law School back when it was almost a good school. Despite Hofstra Divers became a successful lawyer, just like me. A partner at his firm making money hand over fist. He had a fine loyal wife that worked as a Kindergarten teacher. One son about to start law school. And the other just started his first year of college.   

Divers lived the dream. He had a beautiful home on the hilly, woodsy, North Shore of Western Suffolk. He lived in a pricey Hamlet called Centerport practically right on the beach. He belonged to the exclusive neighborhood association which gave Divers and his family, as well as their friends and neighbors, select access to that beautiful beach and all of the amenities that went along with the beach including the beach house and facilities. Oh the beach house was grandiose. Neighborhood events were held there and members of the community had the exclusive right to rent it out for family events like graduations and Sweet 16 parties.

Life was idyllic for Michael Divers Esq. and his family. On August 28, 2015 it was another serene late North Shore summer. Covid didn’t even exist and wouldn’t for over four years.

 Enough with the flowery newspaper language. Let’s cut to the chase: Michael Divers was murdered at a “Sweet 16” party when the host, Mark McGreen, and his friends, including David Brase and others, attacked, beat and smothered Divers – “brutally assaulted him” – all because Divers wanted to use a community club bathroom that he had paid membership dues to use. You know what that gets. A big Hooah! 

 Despite clear surveillance video evidence, and eyewitness accounts of the two-on-one attack on Divers by McGreen, Brase and potentially others, no arrests were ever made.  Right after the killing McGreen and Brase bragged about their connections to the Suffolk County Police Department, telling numerous people they were not worried about being arrested; and it wasn’t just bragging. McGreen and Brase, both had jobs affiliated with security and law enforcement. They had strong personal friendships within the Suffolk County Police Department including the maniacal now convicted felon former Chief James “Freaky” Burke. Can we get another … Hooah!

The area where Michael and Kristin Divers lived was a tight-knit community. People recognized one another. They also killed you. Almost everyone in the neighborhood, including Michael and Kristin Divers (his wife), were members of the Huntington Beach Community Association or “Casino,” which was a community building across the street from the Divers’ home. In order to be a member of the vaunted Casino one had to pay yearly membership dues and abide by the written rules of the flaunted Casino which both Michael and Kristin did.  

In the summer months, people from the neighborhood routinely gathered at the beach two blocks from the Divers’ home. They brought drinks and food, socialized, and enjoyed just looking out at the seascape.

How awesomely splendid.

Friday, August 28, 2015: During the early afternoon hours, Kristin Divers had returned home after running errands at the school where she taught. Michael Divers was watching a television show. At approximately 3:00 p.m., Kristin Divers prepared snacks for a beach gathering, and told Michael Divers to meet her at their typical meeting spot at the beach across the street, where other people from the neighborhood would be gathering.  

It doesn’t get any better than this folks.

Neighbors met Kristin at their usual meeting spot at the beach. At approximately 6:00 p.m., Michael joined Kristin at the beach. He brought three or so cans of beer. Michael socialized with Kristin and others, while drinking and eating. You just never know when your police department connected neighbors will kill you because “the next two hours would be the last time that Kristin Divers would see her husband of 26 years alive.”

 At approximately 8:30 p.m. Michael Divers left the gathering on the beach and walked a short distance to the Casino in order to use the bathroom. You pay dues for places like the Casino. You should at least be allowed to pee in the bathroom and flush the toilet. Even when events were taking place at the splendiferous Casino, the building was routinely used by others in the community for its bathroom facilities. In that regard, the bathroom facilities were not supposed to be locked, even during an event, according to Rule 3.53 of the Huntington Beach Community Association Rules & Regulations. In fact Rule 3.53 of the Huntington Beach Community Association Rules & Regulations states, in relevant part, “restricting association members from access to the casino Lavatory facilities … is strictly prohibited.” That’s the rule.

Michael and Kristin Divers had used the building on prior occasions for its bathroom facilities even when other members were renting the facility. And the fabled “Casino” was located physically closer to the Divers’ gathering than the Divers’ home.

On August 28, 2015, McGreen had rented the building from Huntington Beach Community Association for his daughter’s sweet sixteen party. McGreen was able to rent the building from the HBCA, because he was a member of the community. McGreen lived nearby to the Divers’ home, and knew Michael and Kristin Divers. In fact, the Divers’ youngest son had been invited to McGreen’s daughter’s sweet sixteen party, but he could not attend because he had started college. Too bad. He could have watched his father get murdered.

McGreen fancied himself a Suffolk County tough guy.  He had a history of threatening other people with violence.  Several years prior McGreen verbally threatened his daughter’s teacher. McGreen also got into verbal altercation with his daughter's lacrosse coach which became so explosive that McGreen was banned from the school lacrosse field. This is so Suffolk. I had a kid’s father call me a “dick” when I coached. My son just threw a pick six on the last play of the game that broke the tie. I was already angry. I threw my clipboard and whistle at the offending father. I then invited him off the field to a wooded area where I was going to try to kill him. He did not follow. We’re friends now.   

Shortly after 8:30 p.m., Michael Divers entered the building after finding the outside bathroom facilities locked. The building had bathroom facilities inside, and Michael Divers made his way toward them. There were approximately fifty teenagers dancing, socializing, and having fun at the party in the exalted Casino. None of them appeared concerned that Michael Divers had entered the building to use the bathroom.

Mark McGreen, David Brase, and others, forcibly escorted Michael Divers outside of the renowned Casino to a back patio area where they argued. McGreen and Brase lit Divers up with punches to the face and head. Divers was no fighter. The good years made him soft. He fell over a small fence where McGreen and Brase continued to beat Michael Divers as he lay on the ground. Once he was pummeled into submission McGreen and Brase pinned Divers down. One of them sat on Divers chest while the other held Divers’ arms. Divers stopped moving and stopped breathing but one man continued to sit on his chest while the other held his arms for approximately ten minutes, “ensuring there was no way Michael Divers would get up alive.”

After ten minutes, McGreen and Brase removed themselves from Divers’ body. Neither McGreen nor Brase made an effort to turn him over, to resuscitate him, or otherwise render aid.

 See ya …

 Neither McGreen nor Brase made any effort to prevent teenagers at the party from taking “selfies” with Michael Divers’ dead body. (That’s so Suffolk – even the teenagers are complete scum bags) Given that Divers died while having an urgent need to urinate probably means he suffered the indignity of pissing his pants when he died. I think of these things for some reason.

An investigator who saw Michael Divers at the hospital stated that he looked like a “car had run him over.” His face was all bloody and swollen.

One of the multiple witnesses that saw the killing was Alex Coventry, who attended the party. “They hit him, they sat on him. They left him just lying on the ground, face down,” Coventry said. “He [Divers]wasn’t fighting back. It didn’t look like he had a chance to. It was two-on-one.”

 Coventry also said that Divers was on the ground for at least 30 minutes before emergency responders arrived, and that cops only briefly questioned witnesses.

John Ventre (Italiano), a Nassau County Police Sergeant attended the “Sweet 16” death party hosted by McGreen. Sgt. Ventre’s daughter was good friends with McGreen’s daughter.

In 2010, according to public records, Sgt. John Ventre served on the same “License Plate Reader Advisory Panel” as former Chief James Burke, advising New York State on the feasibility and practicability of installing license plate readers throughout the state. (Big Brother at its finest) David Brase worked for VICON Industries a company that distributes License Plate Reader technology – so we can all be tracked and spied on. Mark McGreen operated a security company that had close ties to Suffolk County Police. In other words the police officers moonlight with McGreen’s security company. We’ll talk about the evil in arrangements like that down the road.

 Sgt. John Ventre himself had a close relationship with then Suffolk County Police Chief James Burke, who was head of the Police Department in August of 2015 and, of course, Burke was close – homoerotically close – to District Attorney Thomas “Homoerotica” Spota.

 After the killing Sgt. Ventre was seen on a phone talking with someone about the incident, and then later talking with both McGreen and Brase. When the Suffolk County police officers arrived to investigate, Sgt. Ventre talked with many of them in a warm manner. McGreen and Brase also talked to the Suffolk County police officers in an overly friendly manner.

Suffolk County police officers conducted cursory interviews with the witnesses present at the party, and watched a surveillance video which showed both McGreen and Brase killing Divers.

But no arrests were made on August 28, 2015.

Dr. Ruth “the Whore” Kohlmeier, M.D. (unrelated to the fabled sex therapist of the 70s and 80s), from the Office of the Medical Examiner, Suffolk County (where mushrooms grow out of the floor) conducted an autopsy of Michael Divers, on August 29, 2015. It took months for Dr. Kohlmeier to make a determination as to Michael Divers’ cause of death. The whole time Dr. Kohlmeier was in contact with Suffolk County Police Officers. Although Dr. Kohlmeier correctly ruled Divers death a homicide, she incorrectly determined that the cause of death was “cardiopulmonary arrest during a physical altercation with an individual under the influence of acute alcohol intoxication,” and that a contributing factor to Michael Divers’ death was his “cardiovascular disease.”

 According to Dr. Jonathan Arden, an expert medical examiner retained by the Divers family Dr. Kohlmeier lied in her cause of death determination. Dr. Arden determined that contrary to Dr. Kohlmeier’s ruling, the actual cause of death to Michael Divers was “traumatic asphyxia due to blunt chest trauma.” (No shit Sherlock)

According to Dr. Arden, Dr. Ruth “the Whore” Kohlmeier failed to address the huge circular bruising on Diver’s chest, and the video images showing either McGreen or Brase sitting on Divers chest for an extended period of time, as major contributing factors to his death.

 After the death of Michael Divers, no one from the Suffolk County District Attorney’s Office responded to Kristen Divers about the status of her husband’s murder investigation. District Attorney Thomas “Homoerotica” Spota waited months to assign a Homicide Prosecutor to investigate this matter.

Assistant District Attorney Peter Timmons was the second assistant assigned to the case at the end of 2015 or early January of 2016 when Divers lawyer began calling to get an update on Divers’ homicide investigation. ADA Timmons had a reputation for being close to the Suffolk County Police Department. In one of the first conversations Diver’s lawyer had with ADA Timmons about the case, ADA Timmons informed the lawyer that he did not think that criminal charges were warranted because this was a clear “case of self-defense.” Surprisingly, in the same conversation Mr. Timmons made it clear that that he had not interviewed a single witness in the case himself. Timmons flatly stated that he was relying wholly on the words of the Suffolk County Police Officers’ who did not see what occurred.

Mr. Timmons stated that only the Grand Jury had the power to decide whether charges would be brought against McGreen and Brase, not him. Defendant Mark McGreen hired Defense Attorney Joseph Conway from Long Island to represent him during the Grand Jury Proceedings. Defense Attorney Joseph Conway also represented James Burke at the time Burke was being prosecuted by the Eastern District of New York for assault and corruption. Conway relying on his former position as a prosecutor with the Eastern District of New York also fed Spota’s legal team inside information about the investigation of Spota, Spota’s henchman Christopher McPartland and Burke. Conway years earlier was made a Special Prosecutor by Spota to get rid of former County Executive Steve Levy because Levy in a cost cutting measure removed Suffolk Cops from Suffolk highways. (They were paid hundreds of thousands of dollars per year just  to write tickets) The most damaging information that Conway dug up on Levy was that Levy may have been bi-sexual.  Levy said, “no mas” and took a plea deal that had him turn over all of his campaign cash to Spota. He was on his way to being elected governor. He was a good guy. I talked to him at length. He kind of had a Freddie Mercury vibe to him.

Conway is now a Judge himself in Nassau County. We’ll run into Joe Conway again soon enough. Real nice guy.

ADA Timmons presented witnesses to the grand jury only favorable to McGreen and Brase. In April 2016, after a one sided grand jury presentation by ADA Timmons, the grand jury voted against indicting McGreen or Brase – a “No True Bill” –  for the murder of Michael Divers. The criminal investigation into the death of Michael Divers was over.

 Private investigators got an e-mail from the Suffolk Police Department that insulted Divers. It said, “Our critical fault is response time-maybe 30 minutes to arrive. However, being a fat, drunken -- slob is the contributory factor.”

You see how nice Suffolk cops treat you when you pay $30,000.00 per year in property taxes for your posh Centerport home; beach rights; and the right to use the Shangri La Casino. 

 Oh I almost forgot. There was a big lawsuit. Ms. Divers settled it and moved. Fuck Suffolk. You can bet that Suffolk County taxpayers shelled out a fortune.

Michael Divers Esq. (From his obituary) (He really wasn’t that fat)

THE MURDER OF DANIEL MCDONNELL BY MEMBERS OF THE SCPD ON MAY 6, 2011 AND THE SUBSEQUENT COVER-UP

On or about May 5, 2011 a taxpaying citizen carpenter (Jesus was a carpenter) of Suffolk County who had bipolar disorder – one Daniel McDonnell of Lindenhurst – was arrested by members of the Suffolk County Police Department (“SCPD”) for allegedly violating a restraining order involving a dispute with his neighbor. It was a verbal exchange. That’s it. 

McDonnell was taken to the SCPD’s First Precinct by members of the SCPD and arrived there just prior to 2:00 PM.

At about 3:30 PM McDonnell’s mother Bridget McDonnell arrived at the First Precinct – that’s the Precinct that sodomized Latoya Newkirk – wherein she attempted to get two bottles of her son’s bipolar medication delivered to him. Members of the SCPD at the First Precinct refused to take the medication to McDonnell. The SCPD members stated as grounds for their refusal that the medications were not properly labeled. The SCPD members told McDonnell’s mother that she needed better documentation. Further that her son would be given medication at a hospital emergency room if he so desired.

As a general matter individuals that take medications for bipolar disorder cannot discontinue the use of such medication “cold turkey” without the risk of severe and excruciating physical consequences. Rather such individuals when discontinuing the use of bipolar medications must carefully wean themselves off such medication over a significant period of time under the care of a medical professional.

Sometime during the early morning hours of May 6, 2011 Mr. McDonnell began to cry out repeatedly to members of the SCPD for his medications. Later McDonnell paced back and forth in the holding cell while yelling for his medication and, finally, clogged the toilet with his clothes purportedly flushing the toilet repeatedly.

 Seventeen members of the SCPD’s First Precinct (“The Fighting First” – prima i combattimenti) responded to this and McDonnell’s alleged failure to comply with a police order to put his hands behind his back in the following manner: members of the SCPD repeatedly shot McDonnell with a stun gun that had peak voltage at or about 50,000 volts; after McDonnell was stunned all seventeen officers stormed McDonnell pinning him to the floor with a riot shield.

The results were predictable. This monkey’s gone to heaven. (The Pixies again)

 The New York State Commission of Correction (“NYSCC”) is a three member deliberative body/New York State Agency that has the resources and capabilities to conduct thoroughgoing investigations. Amongst other duties the NYSCC conducts mortality investigations involving deaths of persons that have been held and/or incarcerated in state or local facilities such as the SCPD First Precinct (prima i combattimenti).

The NYSCC investigated the death of Daniel McDonnell. The NYSCC in a report authored by NYSCC Commissioner Phyllis Harrison-Ross concluded that McDonnell died as the result of “compressed asphyxia” which the report concluded was a preventable homicide. The NYSCC found that the Suffolk County Medical Examiner, the SCPD and the Suffolk County District Attorney all failed to properly investigate the homicide.

The NYSCC concluded that the SCPD “failed to conduct a comprehensive internal investigation of its officers and the use of physical force that resulted in McDonnell’s death.” The NYSCC labeled the homicide squad’s investigation as “cursory and incomplete.” The report specifically pointed to inconsistencies in the versions of events given by the members of the SCPD that were involved in the homicide. The report recommended that SCPD review the actions of the supervisor, sergeants and officers involved in the homicide.

The Suffolk County Medical Examiner in order to cover up the SCPD’s actions labeled the cause of death as “sudden death following physical struggle and restraint in a person with bipolar disorder with excited delirium syndrome; hypertensive cardiovascular disease and obesity” as opposed to the NYSCC’s simple finding of “compressed asphyxia.” (Mr. McDonnell was suffocated by being crushed by a riot shield in combination with the weight and strength of a number of SCPD police officers.) The NYSCC Report stated, “the forensic investigation failed to adequately identify and examine the blunt force injuries to McDonnell … and failed to adequately establish and examine the events.” 

Mr. McDonnell’s wife was told by the SCPD that her husband died of a heart attack but became suspicious after the funeral director told her that he might not be able to cover up all of the bruises on her husband’s body.

The NYSCC recommended that the medical examiner re-examine the forensic evidence and review autopsy protocol.

As to Suffolk County District Attorney Thomas “Homoerotica” Spota the NYSCC concluded that the District Attorney “failed to conduct any investigation of this incident even though it was ruled a homicide and no investigative findings were ever brought before an independent grand jury to determine whether the use of force was justified and lawful.”

District Attorney Thomas Spota ever aware of political implications published a correspondence on the Internet that he sent to the NYSCC wherein Spota complains with a warped sense of entitlement about the report:

The criticism was leveled with no notice, no interview of prosecutors or a review of office investigative documents. Incredibly, we were also given no chance to respond to these baseless and inaccurate findings before they were made public.

 The McDonnell family filed a wrongful death suit in 2011. McDonnell’s wife didn’t use “Show Me the Money” Brewington. They used two small time guys – one from Freeport in Nassau County and some guy from Lindenhurst in Suffolk County. I never heard of either. They filed a Complaint. Then filed an Amended Complaint. The last Complaint came in at a whooping 22.5 pages. But after that not much happened. Not much you can really say. The Suffolk police made motions to hide this and that from the taxpaying public about this report and that investigation – because the idiots who pay these police $200,000.00 plus dollars a year don’t have a right to know that they’re killers I guess. 

 And the County Attorney was up in arms. He told the Suffolk County Legislature Another cluster fuck - skull fuck disaster area. Pay up. Your just going to have to raise taxes. And the County paid 2.5 million dollars to the widow. 

 Oh by the way in case you want to know. Here’s the names of at least some of the killer scum Suffolk Cops in Rank order – all in Caps – starting with the brave Police Officers: RICCARDO MASCIO (Italiano), JOHN McGLYNN, GREGORY JUNGEN, ROBERT BODENMILLER, CHRISTOPHER MILLS, ADAM QUINONES, RUSS CAPRIA (Italiano), DANE FLYNN, MICHAEL MANNINO (“Italiano”), PATRICK AHEARN, and ANDREW YOUNG; the heroic Sergeants: RICHARD BRESSINGHAM, HENRY ARNOLD, FRANK PAPPILLO (Italiano); and leading the charge Lieutenant: WILLIAM SCRIMA (Italiano). We’re only missing two of the murdering 17.

None of these cops was even spoken to with harsh words for their crazed psycho cold blooded murder of a tax paying citizen.

Spota was terribly angry that Newsday did a story where it quoted the State coroner and got the report. He demanded to know how a newspaper could do a story without running it by him. He had become Mussolini and his Italy was Suffolk County. When I did a FOIL (Freedom of Information Law) Request for the file from the NYSCC they told me to fuck off in words only slightly less brutal. They were mad that a tax paying citizen would FOIL something, but that’s the whole purpose of FOIL. 

We have so many wonderful rights in this country that we don’t know what to do with all of them. The right to own a weapon. The right to own ammunition. The right to own rapid firing weapons. The right to own lethal Kevlar and concrete penetrating ammunition. And so on, etc. The right to shoot someone. The right to stop parents from entering the school where their children are being shot and to get paid to do nothing while they are getting shot. (Uvalde Texas Cops) Shooting someone or getting shot is freedom.

Someday there may be an epidemic of cop shootings to give the cops freedom. Hooah!

As it stands now Suffolk County is no better than Mexico except we have astronomically high taxes. It keeps the riff-raff out. A “shithole” to quote Long Island’s favorite son Donald Trump. The police and politicians can kill you or lock you up with impunity. The tax payers foot the bill. Friends of the police can beat you to death and call you a fat slob; and get away with it. Don’t let the police take your girlfriend, or wife, or sister or mother. They may sodomize her. (Oh yeah we have our own cartels here from El Salvador too – wait) The only sane way to live on Long Island is to be prepared to kill anyone that you deem a threat quite immediately – even the police and elected officials. Then never stop killing until they leave you alone. That’s just the facts.

 Anyway I could go on and on and on: a baby who had his skull crushed into pieces by a drunk driving Suffolk Cop; another who was permanently neurogically damaged by a drunk driving Suffolk Cop; another drunk driver who was let go by Suffolk cops while driving drunk because the drunk gave them free food at the bagel shop (he ran his car into concrete at 100 MPH killing only himself ... Hooah!) – all of these stories and so many more got ample press attention. I pulled the legal files but they pretty much said what Newsday – the big Long Island Newspaper – said because they pulled the legal files too. And so on.

 But I promise there is stuff that is worse that the news media didn’t report on at all. Me and you are going to look into that. Shine some light on it. Forget legal files ... we’re going into the belly of the beast: the streets, fields and swamps of Long Island.  We’ll solve some cold cases or old cases that the police just don’t want to solve for some reason.

We’re going to have so much fun ... me and you.

Mortem non timeo quia senex sum et iam mortuus