Thank you, Miami! Dear David...p.4



It is an international problem. FBI and CIA, and others, YOU are part of the problem.

The USA is a "beacon" to the world. IF we foster killer cops, WELL, why can't Iran do the same?

DIOGENES/Reid
((does not lie. want a crack pipe? ask a Miami cop))

Throw an errant addressed envelope from the Miami street, into a random trash pile?
YOU MAY THEREBY CAUSE a five hundred dollar fine to the innocent property owner,
for your trouble to reduce public littering. HELLO, MR. SINGH, of Miami Code Enforcement!

The last time I saw my best elder pal, Ray Busse, next door neighbor, was at a CODE VIOLATION protest hearing.
"How are you doing, Ray?"
"I'm tired, Reid. I'm about ready to quit. I'm so tired...."

Ray, 91, died a month later, broken by Miami corruption, just plain tired to the bone.

Reid examples local corruption of an international variety. THIS GOES ON all over the world.
Please, officials of all stripes, have a heart for the mothers and their others.
 
Code Hearing day ...36th street ...ground floor,
lots of people in wait for the fake judge and the city equipment manager
in his shiny, two thousand dollar suit.

In the waiting room, one of many grieving citizens confided to me,
"I'm a landlord and one of my tenants cleared out, and made a pile of papers that blew around,
and a few of the papers got put, apparently, into someone elses trash pile. Just one envelope,
with my name on it, a rent request. I am fined five hundred dollars for 'public dumping'."
And his face screwed up in grief and anger, impossible to cure and impossible not to care for.
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In every case I heard of that day, the oily "judge" at the cheap party table in the conference room,
reduced the standard five hundred dollar fine, to $250, as if that made THEFT from his masters, palatable.
MR. SINGH in his turban provided "witnessing" of all the trash-code violations. MY violation was to place five
torn-down cardboard cartons, with permission from Ray Busse, onto his already-full trash pile, so that the trash truck
would only have the one pick-up point, instead of two. PUBLIC DUMPING SUBJECT TO
FIVE HUNDRED DOLLAR FINE in Miami,
get used to it. Mind your messes. Ray's pile also contained -building debris- from a home remodeling done by his stupid
son in law who did not know our "laws". The ninety-one year old man was ruthlessly fined for illegal public dumping too:
for the son-in-law's putting wood scrap and plaster scrap into Ray's trash pile for pick up. Ray, like myself, was relatively clueless,
as we have only lived here since 1951,
and the rules change with the budgetary shortfalls of our city and her well-heeled city employees' personal debt loads.
 
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Dear judge beth bloom,

do you still need a crack pipe?
to use to write a letter of sorrow to your mother?
Elaine Bloom, best pal of my best living elder pal (former),
Betsy Kaplan, of Miami Dade School Board,
(whom I knew for I was her piano tuner from about 1977, onward).
?
WANT TO WRITE A LETTER TO MOMMY, Bethy?
[SIZE= 14px]FIVE DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS FOR A GLASS-BARRELED BALL POINT pen [/SIZE]
[SIZE= 14px]that writes in BLUE INK and SMOKES[/SIZE]
[SIZE= 24px]if you got a rock to crack[/SIZE].

DEAR BETH DEATH,
would you please vacate all those MALICIOUS and fake judgements you and your COHORTS put upon me?
WOULD YOU please give me a living wage? I would like to DOLE little tithes to poor people,
victims too, all of them, who happen to be LESS VOCALLY PROFICIENT than myself.


Cheez whiz, bethy, and you few bad cops, judge Mark Leban, you old pal,
and Marc Sarnoff, former cop and now my City Commissioner,
well, well!, listen up, my OLD PALS IN ARMS, I miss you,

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Hello? Hello? Detectives,
Billy Murray died in the summer of 1954. When was Reid born?

Hello? Hello! Oh, she won't answer me!
http://www.archive.org/details/EDIS-SRP-0048-12
Which Switch is the Switch, Miss, for Ipswitch?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billy_Murray_%28singer%29

Isn't it remarkable that Billy died as I suckled,
as if he let go, knowing
his work shall not be forgotten:


Lime. Add sugar to taste.
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I wish to thank the two unrelated ladies
who chatted with me today at Commissioner Sarnoff's doggie park.

One of the women is thin and careful, but warm and loving.
The other woman is fuller in figure, careful, warm and loving,

"Do you use any drugs?"
((no, not really, but I told her about propane inhalation)).

She overeats (evidently) and she admits to smoking cigarettes,
and is uneasy with people who have a substance abuse problem,
and this is no wonder, is it? She was kind and good, like all users I know.
Her dogs sensed me rightly and gave unconditional affection. So did she,
though I am a caution. I love, love, to look at you, dearests,


Greets, if not eats, to director John Waters, who lives today to tell us tales.


One week later, not scripted, not edited, ¡HOLA, Crack Pipe Torres!

Two months later (yesterday as I write this), I met again by chance with Angry Black Cop, seen above
and also at Miami Gas Station Robbery (YT search). "How do you like your YT video?"
(("Fine"))
That's good, for I like your double-bubble cute butt, muchly