Children of Abraham

September 6th, 2009

The Bible tells us that the children of Isaac, the Jews, and the children of Ishmael, the Arabs, are all the children of Abraham.  If true, we’re all cousins.  When you follow the DNA trails of Jews, Arabs, and other Middle Eastern peoples, you find that there’s some considerable truth in us all being related way back when.

So it really pains me and pisses me off when we behave like this towards each other, as reported today by the Associated Press:

Palestinians have long accused those among them who sell land to Jews of betraying their homeland, and last week similar language was heard from a group of rabbis. Meeting in Pisgat Zeev, they issued an edict denouncing Jews who sell land to Arabs as “traitors” and barring them from participating in communal prayers.

“This is a war, and if the Arabs conquer one neighborhood, they will conquer others and they will strangle the Jews,” said Hillel Weiss, a spokesman for the “New Sanhedrin,” which takes its name from the supreme court of ancient Israel.

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When my parents were first getting ready to buy their first house in the San Fernando Valley, my dad was being taken around by a real estate agent to look at various neighborhoods.  My dad didn’t fit the stereotype that most people had of Jews in those days:  his name as Tucker (an Anglo name) and he was a millwright – machinist (Anti-Semites think we’re all rich and definitely can’t work with our hands).

My father looks down this street, sees some nice homes as the real estate agent was driving, and asks to check out the area.  The agent tells him, “no, you don’t want to live there.  That’s where we put all the Jews.”

My father punched him in the nose and walked home.

Any Jew who has learned the lessons of what discrimination means for ourselves or our parents or earlier ancestors ought to punch any Rabbi in the nose for suggesting that we behave as people have behaved towards us.


Leviticus 19:33

“When a stranger sojourns with you in your land, you shall not do him wrong.


Leviticus 19:34

You shall treat the stranger who sojourns with you as the native among you, and you shall love him as yourself, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God.

Since the Bible tells us that the Arab people are our cousins, we should treat them as family.

How I became a Gypsy

August 29th, 2009


Gypsies, more properly referred to in their own language (with origins in Sanskrit) as the Roma or Romany, comprise about 14% of the population of Eastern Europe.

The “Gypsy” people, originated in Northwestern India and migrated westward until they reached Europe. Originally settling in Romania, they were enslaved in that country until 1864-one year after Abraham Lincoln issued the American Emancipation Proclamation. The word “Gypsy” originated from the misconception that the dark skinned migrants to Europe were of Egyptian origin. Like African Americans, the end of formal slavery for the Roma did not mean the end of their persecution. Because they were generally dark skinned, and, like American slaves, kept illiterate and vilified by stereotyping, they were kept out of professions, subjected to arbitrary law enforcement, and frequently, like Eastern European Jews, forbidden from owning land. Like African – Americans who were subject to the sexual whims of slave-owners, and Eastern European Jews who were subject to rape, there is great disparity in Roma physical types. Although many remain dark skinned owing to their Indian sub-continent origins, you simply can’t tell Roma by any particular look.

The Roma language derives from ancient Hindi and has picked up elements of many languages of the people through which they traversed on their journey from India to Europe and from there to every corner of the world. In the 20th Century, the Roma have continued to suffer both horrific and petit forms of persecution.

During World War II, the Nazis deemed them to be sub-human. They were the first people upon whom Zyklon-B gas was used as an experiment in extermination techniques. 80%–probably around 800,000—Roma died at the hands of the Nazis, about the same percentage as European Jews. Some estimates are higher, placing the number of Roma killed at 10% of the total holocaust number.

Roma who made it to America have similarly faced arbitrary discrimination after migrating to the land that held out the torch of liberty: Roma presently in their late 40’s to 50’s report having been expelled from various California school districts, arbitrarily, as soon as it was discovered that they were “Gypsy” children. Consider that stereotyping by the media about “Gypsies” that would be considered “politically incorrect” and socially unacceptable remains completely unchallenged to this day. The movie “Quicksilver” starring Kevin Bacon features as the villain, “The Gypsy,” who is a violent drug dealer; a children’s show recently on the Disney Channel portrays a scenario of a “Gypsy” who has a pet monkey that he has trained to steal. A little girl befriends the Monkey and teaches it that it is wrong to steal; an episode of “Law and Order” deals with “Gypsy” cab drivers, none of whom happen to be ethnic Roma.

If one were to substitute the words Jew, Asian, Latino, African-American, or half a dozen other ethnic groups into these scenarios, studios would be picketed, movies would be boycotted, and stockholder resolutions would be introduced condemning the practice. As with any ethnic group, there are the good as well as the bad: famous and well respected people of Romany descent include Charlie Chaplin, Rita Hayworth, Bob Hoskins, and Yul Brynner.

Gypsies in the Holocaust

I began doing civil rights work with the Moshwara Clan of the Roma, beginning with a press conference demanding extradition of Nazi war criminals from Canada who had massacred Gypsies during World War II. Gradually, I became involved with them on investigative and social levels.

One day, I found myself in the company of the King of the Moshwara Clan–Duey Stevens–and a certain drunk Gypsy female. In Roma society, there are Roma and Gadjo, or non-Gypsies, just as there are Jews and Gentiles: you are either one or the other. The woman, in her inebriated state, said certain things that a Roma should not have said in the presence of a Gadjo.

As we drove away from meeting with the woman, the King was making apologies for her behavior. At one point, he said, “but she was drunk…she didn’t know what she was saying.”

To this I replied, “I come from simple folk. My grandparents on my mother’s side came from a little town called Gorodiesche outside of Kiev. They taught me an old Ukrainian proverb: ‘what’s on a sober man’s mind [as I touched my fingers to my head], is on a drunken man’s tongue [as I touched my fingers to my lips]‘”

He didn’t say anything for the next ten minutes. When he finally spoke, he said, “my friend, there is great wisdom in your family. You’re absolutely right. She meant every word she said. You have saved me from a lot of grief and anguish. From now on, you are no longer Gadjo, you are Roma. You are part of my family.

Some months later, I repeated this story to a couple of Duey’s younger brothers and other members of the Moshwara Gypsy council.  One of them, visibly astonished, asked me, “he said that?!”  “Yes,” I explained, quizzically.

One of the brothers then said, “I don’t think you understand.  You are now no longer Gadjo; you are Roma; you are part of our clan.”  “I’m honored,” I told them, and I truly was, at this confirmation that Duey was not simply flattering me.

“I don’t think you understand,” the brother continued.  “This only happens maybe once every 50 years, that Gadjo is accepted as Roma.”  I responded that I was doubly honored to be part of the Moshwara clan.

“You still don’t understand,” he went on.  “In the entire history of Gypsy clans, we have never heard of Gadjo being adopted into the King’s family!”  “I’m triply honored to be part of the King’s family,” said I.

“You still don’t get it.  You are our brother.  We can deny you nothing,” he insisted.

“I like that.  I will tuck that away for future reference,” I told them, truly and deeply honored…and to this day they have never disappointed me or treated me differently from my status, as I suppose, a Prince of the Gypsies.  At the current King’s grandson’s wedding, I was seated next to the King.

To this I say, Bach t’lo (Roma for “Life and Luck,” the Roma toast!)

Tales of the Castle Dracula Part 1 – Helmut Brunjes aka Charles Oberman

August 21st, 2009

Helmut Brunjes 1Helmut Brunjes 2Since my old Compuserve homepage (which I’d had since 1993) got shut down when AOL ended Compuserve Classic service, I’m in the process of transferring over my “Anecdotes & Adventures” page to this blog.  So the first story I’m going to put out there is Part 1 of my Tales of the Castle Dracula, from when I lived at 2550 Laurel Pass in the Hollywood Hills with Gyula Tamas Zubovicz, aka Count Dracula.  Part 1 are the stories about Helmut, the Gay German-Australian butler, who made Lurch of the Addams Family seem downright normal by comparison.


Helmut Brunjes, butler at the Castle Dracula in the mid-to-late 1980s, was one of the most truly demented and perverted people to ever inhabit the earth. Not because he was Gay--but because Helmut was one of the most truly depraved masochists that I ever met. The son of a Polish Jew and a German woman who was hiding his father during World War II, Helmut was first seduced, consensually, by an American soldier on occupation duty, when he was 11 years old. He attended the Intercontinental Hotel School in Europe, before doing a stint in the merchant marine during which, as he put it, he "buggered his way around the world." Commenting upon his experiences in the merchant marine, Helmut once expressed relief (after receiving negative results on an AIDS test) that he was not personally the entire cause of AIDS in the world, explaining that at the time when Gays and Haitians were the two highest at risk groups for the disease, that he'd "buggered so many Haitians" that he was sure that he must have personally spread "the entire plague upon the world." Australia will never be the same without Helmut--


Helmut eventually wound up in Australia, where he fell in love with a Czechoslovakian émigré who had a knack for just the right kind of abuse. Once, coming to work with his eyes blackened, his nose broken, and his lip split and bleeding, black and blue all over, his boss, immediately told him "Helmut, you can't come to work like this. Go home!" Helmut proceeded to explain what happened: "Oh George. It was my boyfriend. He strangled me with an electrical cord. He dragged me around the house by my hair.  He whipped me.  He tortured me with a pair of pliers. He pummeled my face for nearly an hour...." "Go home Helmut!" George insisted. "Oh George," continued Helmut, "it was beautiful."

Helmut's night out--


Coming to America with his boss, as associate of Dracula (Gyula Tamas Zubovicz) Helmut was traded to Dracula as interest on a debt. Moving into the Castle Dracula as butler, chef, and laundress, Helmut immediately warmed up to his role as a virtual slave. His great ambition in life had always been to be kept in bondage in a dungeon, so slavery to a group of Transylvanian vampires and werewolves was getting closer to his personal life goal. There were all sorts of interesting people for Helmut to meet at the Castle. Frequent visitors there were Irv Rubin, nitwit leader of the Jewish Defense League and various members of his entourage. Although the JDL ostensibly did not admit Gays to membership, it was riddled with latent homosexuals, one of whom made a date with Helmut. When Earl Krugel, Rubin's notoriously misogynist underling found out, he threatened to expel the member from the JDL in such a fit of rage that everybody except Rubin (a village idiot if there ever was one) likened to a jealous boyfriend throwing a fit at his lover's infidelity (everybody but Rubin always assumed that Earl Krugel was a closet case). Despondent over the breaking off of his date, Helmut decided he needed a night out.  Returning a couple of days later, Helmut related his adventure to me, explaining first of all that he'd been picked up at a Gay bar by a wealthy Peruvian. Returning with him to his home in the Hollywood Hills, they first had a wild Jacuzzi party with three of his other friends, and then retired to his bedroom. "When I first entered the bedroom said Helmut, I saw hooks on the ceiling, and silly me, I thought they were for planters." In fact, the hooks were mounted on pulleys and had shackles on the ends of their chains. The Peruvian proceeded to shackle Helmut's hands, strip him naked, and proceed to haul Helmut up and down over himself on the bed, after which he left Helmut hanging from the ceiling. Helmut loved every minute of it. "Unfortunately," Helmut later complained, "He had to go to work on Monday so he unshackled me on Sunday evening and let me go!"

Left holding the bag--

A couple of Hungarian women stole Helmut from Dracula and used him as the proverbial "patsy" in a mail fraud scheme.  They set up a corporation called Gold Card Services and had Helmut as the sole officer and signer on all the bank accounts.

They took out ads in Spanish language newspapers everywhere, telling potential customers, 'send us $65, we'll send you a credit card.'  The whole thing was a fraud.  When somebody would call or write and ask why they hadn't received their card, they would get a "lulling letter" telling them they'd been assigned a "case number" and that their inquiry would be investigated.  Each time they'd contact the company, they'd get another computer generated "lulling letter."  Nobody actually ever got credit cards.  The women took off with the money and left Helmut holding the bag.

When Helmut got busted and pleaded guilty to 13 counts of mail fraud, one of the women paid him off to flee the country.  Nobody could figure out why, because he only had to do another six months in federal lockup and his longtime fantasy was to be kept in a dungeon where he could be assaulted and tortured.  Prison comes pretty close to his life-long fantasy.

Helmut Surfaces--

Fast forward to the 21st century.  I'm discussing an IPO (Initial Public Offering) of stock in connection with my defense of a Tony Pellicano co-defendant.  The IPO was done in Frankfurt, Germany, by VMR (Value Management Resources).  My client tells me that a German named Oberman had come over to Los Angeles to negotiate the deal with Amiram Shafrir, my client's nemesis.  As soon as he mentioned "Oberman," my ears caught on fire.

"Charles Oberman?" I inquired?  My client didn't remember his first name.

"Was he 5'8," curly hair, and Gay as a three-dollar bill?" I asked.

"Yeah.  How did you know?" my client queried.

"Because he was the butler when I lived at the Castle Dracula," I explained.

My client didn't believe it, until two weeks later I walked into lock-up at the Los Angeles Metropolitan Detention Center and showed him Helmut's German Passport, Swedish and German union cards, and his Dutch, German, and Swedish seaman's papers going back to 1958.

Don't ask how I got them, but I have been a private investigator for over 30 years!

66 out of 67 — More on my DNA matches

August 17th, 2009

Just got an update on my DNA matches:  there’s an individual, Leibish Halpern, who’s matched to me at 66 out of 67 genetic mutation markers.  Don’t have a clue by conventional genealogy as to how we’re related, but this kind of DNA doesn’t lie.

Best thinking these days as to how my ancestors wound up in subclade G2c of Y chromosome Haplogroup G is that we have a common ancestor who left Northern Iraq and wound up in Sicily around the 11th century.  In the 12th century, Sicily came under Spanish rule, so in 1493, the Spanish inquisition kicked the Jews, including my ancestor, out of Sicily.  Eventually my grandfather wound up in Tereshki, Belarus before coming to the United States.

Guantanamo–in the name of the “Volk?”

May 20th, 2009

I’ve been watching the pundits a lot on television recently and following the ongoing national debate about whether torture was or was not used and whether it was justified.  Often, it’s a semantical discussion in which defenders of the Bush administration claim that waterboarding isn’t torture, but that whatever it was, it was absolutely necessary.

One point of contention is whether the lawyers who wrote the legal opinions ought to be prosecuted and/or disbarred or otherwise disciplined for writing those opinions in bad faith in order to justify illegal torture.  Last year I read a book by German historian H.W. Koch, called  “In the name of the Volk:  Political Justice in Hitler’s Germany.”

If anybody has doubts as to whether lawyers should be held accountable for these actions, they should read that book.  They should also watch the Costa Gavras film from France, “Special Section,” about the courts of the Vichy regime and how they were perverted to fulfill Nazi demands to produce bodies for execution in a way that seemed to meet the requirements of “law” and the “constitution,” even if it defied the substance of justice.

Equally important is the movie, “Judgment at Nuremberg,” which starred Spencer Tracy, William Shatner, Richard Widmark, Marlene Dietrich, Judy Garland, Burt Lancaster, Maximillian Schell, Montgomery Clift, and Werner Klemperer amongst others.  It’s all about why we prosecuted judges who served the Nazi regime.

Finally, think about the legislation passed in the haste of the September 11, 2001 catastrophe when the administration began jailing people without releasing their names and/or whereabouts, giving them no access to lawyers.  Then read Jacobo Timmerman’s book, “Prisoner without a name, Cell without a number,” about his experience in Argentina, arrested for the crime of being a newspaper publisher.  It’s more than vaguely reminiscent….

Jury Duty

May 20th, 2009

I’m sitting here at the Torrance courthouse on jury duty.

Jury duty is always inconvenient to me, but going to prison and losing your liberty, or worse yet your life as a result of a death penalty case, is even more inconvenient.  If people use excuses to get out of jury duty, they dishonor those who died for the rights of all people to serve on juries to insure that people get fair trials.

Many people know that Viola Liuzzo, Medgar Evers, Michael Schwerner, James Chaney, and Andrew Goodman, amongst others, died for the right of people to vote.  They also died for the right of everybody to serve on juries.

Viola LiuzzoMedgar EversMichael Schwerner James Chaney Andrew Goodman

“The Garden” by Scott Hamilton Kennedy: Photo-Journalism or Propaganda

February 22nd, 2009

Scott Hamilton KennedyThe ultimate question about “The Garden,” a purported “documentary” about the fight to save the “South Central Farm” in Los Angeles produced by Scott Hamilton Kennedy is, ‘is Scott a photo-journalist who produced a truthful documentary or is he Leni Reifenstahl in drag.’  Now that “The Garden” is up for an academy award at tonight’s Oscar presentations for best documentary, this will become a salient issue.

Kennedy crafted the film to make certain people appear as heroes:  Rufina Juarez, Tezozomoc, and the law office of Hadsell & Stormer.  The film makes others, especially Mayor Antonio Villaraigoza and City Council Member Jan Perry, look like villains.

The fact is, that for an inquiring mind, something that a photo-journalist documentarian would be concerned about is the search for truth.  Now, I do know something about the search for truth, having been a private investigator for thirty years come March 2009, serving as a sixth term Chair of the Board of CALI, the world’s largest private detective organization, and as somebody who teaches a course in Epistemology & Formal Logic for the Private Investigator (covering the applications of Goedel’s “Impossibility Theorem,”  Heisenberg’s “Uncertainty Principle,” and “Ockham’s Razor” principle to private investigation).  I also know something about journalism, having served as First Vice President of Newspaper Guild Local 69 for years.

So, here are some of the questions that need to be answered for somebody to make an intelligent  judgment about the quality of “The Garden” and whether or not it deserves an Oscar.  I will not attempt to answer them today (even though I know most of the answers or at least know why they should be asked); I’ll reserve explanations for after the Oscars presentations tonight:

1.  In the original version of “The Garden,” Miguel Perez was sub-title identified as a “ex” Brown Beret.  Kennedy had that corrected in the current version.  Who told Kennedy that Perez was a “former” Brown Beret and why didn’t he verify the purported fact by asking Perez before printing something that could potentially cause someone harm?  Or, is he so out of touch with reality that he didn’t perceive the potential harm he could have caused?

2.  Miguel Perez stops appearing in the film about half-way through?  Is that accidental, was it inadvertent, was he no longer an important factor, or…..(pregnant pause) would including his continuing perspective have changed the villains into heroes and the heroes into villains?

3.  What happened to the money that was raised at the concert depicted in the film?

4.  Why didn’t the film explain that the farmers themselves claim, all of whom were dirt poor, that they had been “taxed” by Rufina and Tezozomoc  to pay for legal fees, when the attorneys maintain publicly and Rufina herself claimed at the Landmark Theater presentation of “The Garden” the attorney work was pro-bono?

5.  Since Juan Gamboa (featured in the film) is a named Plaintiff in Case No. BC 311110 of the Los Angeles Superior Court (appealed all the way to the California Supreme Court) along with Tezozomoc and Rufina Juarez (and other farmers) and since Hadsell & Stormer have been Juan’s attorney of record for the past several years, when was the last time that Hadsell & Stormer communicated with Juan Gamboa (or any of their clients other than Rufina and “Tezo”)?  When was the last time they communicated with their clients Ediogenes Luvianos “Don Eddie” Rumbos, Margarito Salgado, and Pedro Barrera (whose plots were also seized by Tezo and Rufina)?

6.  After Tezo got Juan and his sister arrested and Juan prosecuted for allegedly attacking Tezo, why did Hadsell & Stormer continue to represent all the original parties to the action?

7.  Did Hadsell & Stormer obtain the informed written consent to continue representing everybody concerned that may have been required by State Bar Rules of Professional Conduct Rule 3-310 after Tezo and Rufina had one of their other clients arrested and seized his farm plot?

8.  After Scott Hamilton Kennedy personally heard me ask Tezo at a showing of “The Garden” on behalf of a number of the farming families to produce copies of two 501(c)(3) IRS Form 990’s so that they could figure out where their money went (990’s are public record and IRS Regulations require them to be made available on request) didn’t he think that there was something funny about Tezo’s long rambling explanation of what happened to the money that he admitted had been collected for legal fees since Tezo admitted that they weren’t spent on legal fees?

9.  When I told Kennedy yesterday that Tezo had promised in writing to produce the 990’s and now — months later — he still hasn’t produced them, Kennedy said, “Great!  I’m thrilled to hear that!” (and he actually said it in front of witnesses).  Why isn’t Kennedy concerned to find out whether the farming families he glorified in his film, and who made it possible for him to appear tonight before the Oscars in what he described would be his Hugo Boss suit, were ripped off by the people he makes look like heroes, or whether the money they scraped together for the fight was spent honestly and appropriately (California law defines embezzlement from money held in trust as utilizing the funds for a purpose for which it was not intended)?

10.  The film at the end points out that farmers got other land from “the City.”  Why doesn’t it mention that they got the land thanks to the efforts of Mayor Villaraigosa and Council Member Jan Perry, or is that an inconvenient truth?
Well Scott, inquiring minds want to know the answers to these and other questions your film raises and leaves unanswered.  If anybody out there in the blogosphere wants some answers to these questions, email me at admin@janbtucker.com.

Prop 8 & Same Sex Marriage

February 8th, 2009

Bubble Bath21.jpgOpen Letter From a former customer of Proposition 8 Supporters to Ken and Wendy Lee

Dear Mr. Ken Kiwook Lee and Wendy Wonok Lee:

As the owners of the Bubble Bath Hand Car Wash located at 1831 W 213th St Torrance CA 90501 I wanted you to know that while I always used to be very satisfied with the service I received when I used to patronize your business, I haven’t been there since before the November election and I am enclosing the Bubble Bath get one for free after ten washes card which I have cut in half.

Because of your having allowed or directed the placement of Yes on Proposition 8 signs at your business, I will no longer be patronizing the establishment.  It means that instead of driving to a location in my immediate neighborhood, I will have drive several miles to another car wash, but I am willing to do so because I do not give my dollars to promote a message that discrimination against minority groups in society is alright.

When I was a young boy growing up in California, the Unruh Civil Rights Act, now Section 51 of the California Civil Code was being debated.  To protest this new law, which prohibited segregation in California businesses, some business owners made their views very dramatic and very plain.  As a child I had to witness a restaurant off the freeway heading North out of the San Fernando Valley towards the Antelope Valley where a gigantic sign had been put on the wall of the restaurant by the owner.  It said, “No Niggers, Jews, or Dogs Allowed.”

I gather from your names that you are probably Korean immigrants or of Korean heritage.  I have many Korean friends and I welcome them to my country as I do all immigrants.  If somebody were to put up a sign in their business that made Koreans feel unwelcome, I would be the first to stop patronizing that establishment.

I feel the same way about my Gay and Lesbian friends and I know that they must feel the same kind of humiliation and anger that I felt seeing that sign as a child–because I am Jewish–that they feel when somebody tells them they don’t have the right to marry because some religions in America have a different definition of marriage that they want to impose on everybody.

Maybe it never occurred to you, but the Unitarian-Universalist Association, the Union for Reform Judaism, and the United Church of Christ amongst others have a different religious outlook than yours which accepts same-sex marriage on an equal basis with opposite-sex marriage.  Who are you, or anybody else, to say that their personal or their church’s definition of marriage has a right to be imposed as a theological outlook on anybody else in America by putting it in a state constitution?

The United States Supreme Court wrote in 1985 in Wallace vs. Jaffree that:


The fundamental concept of liberty embodied in that Amendment embraces the liberties guaranteed by the First Amendment. The First Amendment declares that Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion or prohibiting the free exercise thereof. The Fourteenth Amendment has rendered the legislatures of the states as incompetent as Congress to enact such laws. The constitutional inhibition of legislation on the subject of religion has a double aspect. On the one hand, it forestalls compulsion by law of the acceptance of any creed or the practice of any form of worship. Freedom of conscience and freedom to adhere to such religious organization or form of worship as the individual may choose cannot be restricted by law. On the other hand, it safeguards the free exercise of the chosen form of religion.”  [citing Cantwell v. Connecticut, 310 U.S. 296, 303  (1940)]

Ghosts of X-Mas Past

December 29th, 2008

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Subject:  Holiday Party, 1977; Pic 1-L-R Unknown English couple, Mark T. Radcliffe & Denise Hastings, Unknown above Lenita Sanborn, Steve Edrington above James W. McDonald; lower middle, Robert H. Branch III; Pic 2-Jan Tucker & Lenita Sanborn; Pic 3-L-R Mark T. Radcliffe, Lenita Sanborn, James W. McDonald, unknown English guest

Explanation:  Lenita was my significant other then, we’d met in Spanish class @ CSUN when she was a sophomore and I was a senior; Radcliffe I’d known since 2nd Grade, he eventually betrayed Jim McDonald, Paul T. Mooney, and myself and has been cursed forever by the FCOA; Denise was sort of Mark’s girlfriend but turned out to have been a platonic relationship, even though Denise had not wanted it to be that way; Steve Edrington is one of the strangest people who ever lived; Bob Branch was my dentist and drinking buddy; James W. McDonald was my mentor and surrogate father figure from 15 on.

Just some memories to share….

Rocky Delgadillo’s Pay to Play in L.A. Business

December 20th, 2008

Rocky DelgadilloRocky Delgadillo….hmmmm…..

Some people think that Governor Rod of Illinois is bad.

City Attorney Rocky is worse.  His “pay to play” schemes are publicly recorded…and nobody cares.


On March 8, 2006, the Los Angeles City Attorney’s office sued a bunch of downtown businesses under eminent domain laws, including the NAACP and Grant Parking.  The NAACP doesn’t make campaign contributions to City Officials, but Grant Parking’s owners do.On March 15, 2006, “Californians for Rocky” received $5,600 from one Grant Parking owner and another $5,600 from another Grant Parking owner on March 16.  On March 16, 2006, the case was dismissed solely as to Grant Parking.  Surprise, surprise!Rocky Delgadillo’s wife got into an accident in a Los Angeles City owned vehicle while her drivers license was suspended and got the City to foot the insurance bill on the vehicle that her husband was supposed to be using.  She did business with the City utilizing a corporation that was suspended by the Franchise Tax Board and which didn’t have a City business license or pay city taxes.  Nobody bothered to prosecute her when it was publicly exposed.

This is typical municipal behavior in Los Angeles.

Some years ago, the City allowed four suspended corporations all owned by the same Caucasian ex-police officer to have Police Commission permits to run dance hostess clubs.  In aggregate, between federal, state, and local tax liens on the corporations and the owner personally, he owed around $13 million in back taxes.

The City didn’t bother him about that, but it did prosecute his Asian competitors’ business after vice-cops went in and offered Latino dance-hostesses $50 for a blow job and claimed that some said “yes.”  When you’re a young single mom trying to get through community college on minimum wage, $50 might be the difference between the next meal for your children, the toys you can’t buy them for Christmas, or the school books that could mean the difference between passing and failing.  If his competitors had learned the “Pay to Play” game in L.A., i.e., grease politicians with campaign cash, maybe they wouldn’t have been singled out.

More recently, Iranian immigrants in the parking business have been singled out for shake downs by the City government.  Many of them get jacked up with repeated audits conducted by an out of state business the City hired while it was a suspended corporation in its home state and had never qualified to do business in California.  Most of the Iranians put up with it, but when one stood up for his rights and refused to put up with the so-called auditors (who were in essence conducting illegal unlicensed investigations) repeatedly harassed his customers, employees, impersonated city officials in pretext calls, the City criminally charged him with failing to pay city business taxes and filed two civil suits against him for the same thing.

PS…remember that Rocky’s wife did not get prosecuted for failing to pay City business taxes.

PPS….the guy who’s getting prosecuted by the City has paid millions of dollars in taxes and when the city’s computers crashed, erasing the old account numbers, the city refused to accept payments from his employees since there were no account numbers to apply the payments to.  Not to mention that the City is trying to dun him for parking taxes on vacant lots, parking lots owned and operated by his competitors, vacant boarded up buildings, businesses he doesn’t operate which have nothing to do with parking, and even non-existent addresses.

The State Bar Rules preclude attorneys from advancing their cause by means not consistent with the truth, but apparently prosecuting somebody criminally and civilly for failing to pay parking taxes on a print shop or a gas station is okay when you work for the City Attorney’s office in Los Angeles.

It’s better to Pay to Play in L.A.