Let's Out Them, The Collaborators #1

Collaborators and other its: Eric Mencher, Ex-Daily News Photographer and Reporter, so he tells me, every time I run into him he's always asking about my photographs. How I save them and how and where and on what I store them, annoying. Especially knowing how crooked he and his wife are.

Lately he has come around Rittenhouse Sq. and intentionally runs into me, I guess he is trying to set something up. The other day he was insisting that I sit on the bench with him, I politely declined. Then he was patting his little fagot purse for some strange reason.

He gave me this whole story about how he is unemployed now and some other bullshit.

The Frame Continues

They don't want peace or compromise,they only want to destroy; like is their history.

But I'll tell you this: I'm not afraid of you or your cronies, you know like the ones at Rittenhouse Sq., that pretend to be your friend, only so they can spy and or set you up. Or, like the one that keeps inviting me to remote places in North Philly, South Philly and West Philly, I guess so they can whack me.
Yesterday evening I'm at Rittenhouse Square and this young man approaches me and starts to harass me about some John Nicholson photos I took, as well as other info.

Don't know this guy from jack. The above info was only privy to a couple of Philadelphians, a worker from the DA's office and a freelance photographer from Getty Images, so I know the source now.

I blow this guy off and tell him to get out of my face, he becomes disheveled... I'll continue in a moment, but first...

I use to be a Social Worker and I can read people at a glance. This guy has a wrinkled designer dress shirt with rolled up sleeves, shorts one or two two sizes too big, no, not like over sized designer shorts; colored dress socks with sneakers and his hair was about 3/4 inch without being trimmed, like if he just got out of the joint or some rat hole. And, he has rotted teeth, you know like a crack head, meth freak or a heroin junky. He's smoking anxiously, like if he can wait 'till its over so he can get his ten or twenty dollars, so he can get his next fix.

To continue, so then he runs to this high end red sedan and he talks to this guy driving it, like complaining that things didn't go exactly as expected. Something a crackhead would do, becoming disheveled by the unexpected. So the guy in the sedan rides around the block and the guy slowly slinks behind me and over to the newspaper bins. When the guy in the red sedan returns and parks his car, he continues to harass me, but I've already taken my pictures and leave.

Not new, they've done this before, with unfortunate souls who'll take a few bucks and follow their instructions. Like the guy above who was instructed, as well as, provided with information that was only available to a couple of people.

On the Jack Nicolson photos, who didn't take his photo while filming at the Widner Building at South Broad Street.

I'll continue this later....

Lackey Photos

Lackey's should not make threats in front of a camera, especially looking directly at the photographer.

With hand formed like a gun and pointed directly to the head; like, yeah we're going to shoot you in the head, while looking directly at me.

You know who I mean; designer Red T-Shirt, diamond shaped earrings, probably glass; and the Tan Sedan lookout in front of Macy's, with Plate Number... I'd post the pics but wasn't allowed. They would make nice 8 X 10's or wanted posters.

Remember this, I was raised on the streets of Philly and was alongside ZULU before you were even thought of. And, when I decided to go to college I graduated Magna Cum Laude.

That's how I'm going to get you, through you're lackey's; everybody sings under the right circumstances.

So I can read you!!!

The Lackeys Again

Today I was harrassed and bumped by a large african-american male down at Penn's Landing; no reason whatsoever, one of their lackies. This is not new, last summer and the summer before that the same thing happened. Usually other homeless men, whom I suspect are given a few bucks to try and provoke a confrontation since there is nothing on me. Trying to get the upper hand somehow, and since they won't do it themselves; though they have tried before and currently at the boarding home. They try that is which is not directly linked to them.

The funny thing is how I don't hang out with anyone and out of the blue these people show up trying to provoke something. Last year it was this large spanish homeless guy who would always say I stole his blanket.

The year before that, it was another african-american male, with some other bullshit.

Update: Yeah, And, the guy at Gallery Mall!

Withholding Knowledge As A Weapon

So the Philadelphia North East Regional Library is at it again, denying me access to books, as they had previously attempted and failed, and which I had previously posted about.

This time I ordered a book through the Inter Library Loan System, the Central Library released the book on Wednesday the 8th (eight days ago) and this library (Philadelphia North East Regional Library) claims they haven't received the book and that they have not had any deliveries. Lies, lies, lies; two deliveries alone that I know about: Thursday, April the 9th, which I witnessed personally and Tuesday, April the 14th in which they received a delivery of Inter Library Loans. They have offered excuses of broken trucks and no deliveries, but they are lies.

An Inter Library Loan is a book obtained outside the Public Library System and is only allowed for approximately 21 days from the date it is released by the Central Library. So I guess, the strategy is to delay the delivery of the book as long as possible, as the book is due on May 1st, so that I don't have much time to read it. The book is 400 pages long.

Also, I have requested another book from within the Library System, from another branch, which also has not shown up. It was requested over a week ago also.

The Nazi's and Fascist's prohibited their populations from gaining knowledge also. They would ban, burn and destroy books. As well as, horde books for their own reading.

Retaliation, fear of a little competition for their protected bourgeoisie artist or just plain evil, anybodies guess!

This is just another example of how they control the flow and dissemination of information. The media being another easy example.

I Don't Want To Be Paid

So after being homeless for another round of about eight months, I finally obtained a room at a boarding home for men. Unknown to me the owner or manager is Jewish. Not that it matters to me, it's just a business transaction. So, anyway I spoke with them and agreed to rent the room for a weekly rate. I also offered to mail the payment, which was rejected.

The manager states that they would only accept cash and then didn't want to provide a receipt, I needed one for my state paid medicaid benefits so reluctantly they provided one, which turns out to be a legally binding written rental contract.

The manager states that they will collect the weekly rent due on Sunday nights which I agree to and states that occasionally they might not be able to pick it up on Sundays and will make arrangements for another day when that is the case. I state that I can leave it on the top of the bureau. However, after being there a couple of days I notice the door has been knifed many times and it might not be secure to do the same.

When the rent was due they didn't show up, so I called, and when they came to pick up the rent due, I pay by money order, the manager raised some objections and stated that they have never dealt with a money order. A little bit incredible in this day and age. Anyway, I use money orders because it provides tracking, verification of payment, and date of payment; no silly game issues, if you know what I mean.

The following week they picked up the payment. The week after that they don't show up to pick up the payment , I call and there is no response. The following day I call again and still no response. Then I finally get a return message and I call and they agree to pick it up on Saturday, all the while being very antagonizing on the phone. I state that I'll also include the following weeks payment so they don't have to come twice.

When they show up there is all this gibberish about how it is so difficult to pick up the payment and how I didn't have my payment on time; when they are not picking it up on time, as it was there to be picked up. That's where the money order comes in, as it has the date printed on it when it was issued. They didn't even come in to pick up the payment, I guess after that nastiness on the phone, so I had to take it out to their vehicle. Anyway, they are being very antagonizing, as to try and create a problem, but as usual I always maintain my cool when I need to, that's my calling card.

So, the manager tries to explain to me how difficult it is to make it out on Sunday nights, after that being the original agreement. So I state well just leave a message when you're going to pick it up. However they continue to make it difficult. I state, well can't you know in the morning when you wake up if your going to be able to pick it up and they state that it is not possible for them to know. What kind of life, huh!

So anyway, they get all kinds of rowdy/routy. I mention to them the issue about the door being knifed and they state and reiterate that it is safe to leave the money order on the top of the bureau and how they know everyone there and bla bla bla . I state if the money order where to disappear I would be out he weeks payment to which they say nothing and continue to get more antagonizing and rowdy/routy.

Since then, they don't show up, like if avoiding being served papers, my payment that is; so as to have an possible excuse to leave me homeless again?

So that's where things are and we'll see how thing work out.

The Straw that Broke the Camels' Back

In all my years as a Philadelphia library member I have never returned a book late, had any penalties or fees, and have never failed to respond to any communications from the same.

Yet, yesterday, 02/12/09, I was checked for current phone and address, like a spot check, and was denied a book checkout. I wonder if this was a general measure being taken on this day or was I singled out for whatever reason. I presented rent receipts of current address which were not accepted and they did the best they could to deny me any further services. I returned later with a hand written legal rental contract which was questioned but accepted. And the expression on the faces was that of disappointment on a failed attempt to suspend or terminate my library services.

I guess or suspect that either, they want to prevent me from posting to this blog and/or prevent furthering my photography knowledge or both.

It reminds me of an incident last year at the University of New Mexico in Albuquerque, where upon checking out a rare photography publication by one of the old masters, who happens to be Jewish and whom I admire very much, the clerk lashes out at me with the following comment: "He's Jewish!", like if I had some kind of problem with Jewish people and I shouldn't be reading, referencing and/or gaining knowledge by Jewish authors.

The thing is, I didn't know this individual from Jack and I was bewildered by his comment, but apparently he knew about me. This incident occurred after being in Albuquerque, NM for about three weeks. And, I will eventually be posting about my experience there and how it relates to this whole situation.

Anyway, here I am posting. And, now I'm tired of all this BS and am going to "Spill the Beans", as they say, and will be posting everyday to tell my story. I have tried to be conciliatory to no avail.

About My Ego

Let's start with that governments' official reference to "rift-raft"; let me respond with this: I'm better educated than you, I have more cultural depth than you and you couldn't even approach me in as far as intellectual musings. So keep your comments circumscribed to your own social group where those types of comments have relevance by social class, educational level and so forth.

As far as my ego is concerned it's fully intact and well balanced along with my id and super-ego. I know exactly where my moral values lie and have some, which is more than I can say for most of you involved in this activity.