The Hon Joseph Fisch
NY State Inspector General
Empire State Plaza
Agency Building 2, 16th floor
Albany, New York 12223
Re: Roosevelt Island: RIOC, DHCR, PSD, RIHM
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Dear Inspector General Fisch,
The depth of corruption in NY State agencies operating on Roosevelt Island is staggering. Otherwise it is an Orwellian nightmare/social petri dish established to examine the stress limits of an urban population.
Corruption extends to NYC and everywhere and everyone touched by RIOC and its private army, Roosevelt Island Public “Safety,” both New York State entities. PSD have committed most of the crimes and felonies on R Is, engaged in cover ups, lied to the NYPD who say off record,” most of the problems on R Is are from PSD.”
After an appalling attempt on my life by PSD on August 16th 06 and November 2, 06, I was shocked to learn that although the NYPD were witnesses and intervened on both occasions, there would be no prosecution or investigation. Each time I requested a Report Number I was put on hold. Details attached. I received no Crime Victims Service and have sustained long term neurological and economic damage requiring investigation and treatment. One doctor is assisting me and is very kind about allowing me to owe him, but he deserves to be paid. He saved my life, but I suffer the consequences.
Gloria Allred e-mailed me that I had a case and to move on it, but New York lawyers are reluctant to take on New York State knowing they will be bogged down with deception and delays, suggestive of deep corruption.
DHCR has joined PSD-RIHM/Urban American in an attempt to deprive me of my home. They are doing this by “losing” documents, calling in “Informal Hearings” where my family are the only euro americans present, and where confidential information is diverted to a hostile neighbor . (See enclosed) I advised by phone that I was not well enough to attend, and two days after hostile neighbour announced that she was going to “make me lose my apartment,” I received a letter from a Ms Malandriti to the effect that my subsidy was removed. No one knew Ms. Malandriti at DHCR’s Beaver Street offices. I’m afraid to give any more documents. (see attached)
Re DHCR, the treatment of long term residents of Roosevelt Island is appalling. We are being driven out of our homes, confused by conflicting paper work, pressured into illness or, in one case, depression. For four years I’ve found my neighbors walking the street in tears. To my knowledge there has been no compensation for the forcible downsizing (even Commie China compensates sometimes) no assistance with moving, etc. DHCR has allowed RIHM/Urban American/JBA to triple rents overnight, without commensurate improvement in services. No doorman (not a luxury when you’re stuck in Manhattan by Tram or Train contingencies), roaches crawling over and around garbage room walls for three weeks, malfunctioning fridges, broken tiles. I’ve been inspected three times, received a partial paint job. RIHM uses Housing Court to harass older women with health issues.
Once downsized, thirty year residents of R Is are listed as having a one year lease, losing statutory rights. Grandparents have to fly cross country or abroad to see their grandchildren as they no longer have room to put them up. Department of Housing and Community Renewal is a dishonest, de facto Community Destroyer.
I have just returned from Europe, where I am safe and free, and the fear is starting up again. It’s not an irrational fear. Not feeling fear would be irrational under the circumstances.
Law abiding citizens are entitled to the presumption of liberty and protection from assault and violence from employees of the State.
That presumption must exist in a democracy, otherwise the term democracy is an oxymoron.
Roosevelt Island is not a democracy. It is a feudal state run by a Corporation. The structure of a Corporation can reflect that of a feudal state, except that the serfs, ie, lowest paid employees, are free to live, if they can live with consequent losses.
The Roosevelt Island Operating Corporation (RIOC,) board includes the Commissioner for the Department of Housing and Community Renewal (DHCR) and token tenant representatives appointed to destroy the growing movement toward self representation.
DHCR’s role is questionable. DHCR employees move into apartments coercively vacated by DHCR and Housing Management pressure tactics after the Mitchell Lama buyout. These tactics include repeated loss of documents, eviction hearings at Housing Court. Elected representatives express concern, acknowledge the problem but do nothing to address it. Housing is a morass, a quagmire, a quicksand into which careers may sink.
Fear comes into the picture when violence and the threat of death or loss of liberty intrude on every day life.
Terror comes in when the perpetrators are NY State employees, in uniform, known for corruption, known for shake downs of local merchants, known for allowing drug dealing, known for false arrests, known for harassment of white and Jewish tenants, known for colluding with dangerous tenants, suspected of sexually abusing teenagers, and so on.
Fear and terror escalate when the NYPD, DA, State Attorney General and the State Inspector General refuse to take appropriate action.
The assault: I took a break from writing my novel and went for a brief walk. This was customary. My sister’s ex, Neil Jordan had just broken set of Brave One and left, but I continued in that direction. It was hot and I was tired, so my walk was briefer than usual. On my return to Westview a small female “Peace” Officer come from behind and told me I “was having a stroke and had to talk to the “PO” in front as he was an EMT. I said I’m not having a stroke and continued. The PO, an odiferous, filthy man, blocked me and said “you’re having a stroke, you can’t go home alone. You have to come with me.”
I said I wasn’t and he could call my daughter if he was concerned. He said he couldn’t. I said why. He said because he couldn’t make phone calls from his radio. I said call the office and have them call my daughter. I continued home with him tailing me but feeling oppressed sat briefly outside the chapel. Woodie came along and said he’d call my daughter. At that point I should have gone with him but I was becoming paralysed with fear.
I tried to walk away, but the creep grabbed me and a third PSD “Peace” Officer grabbed my hand and applied handcuffs. He leered into my face and smirked as he tightened them to a dangerous level of arterial occlusion. I was holding orange juice and it went up and over his uniform. Boo hoo.
These men were taking my liberty; they had further criminal intent and yet pervert Toro was upset about his uniform.
He was with two EMTs, Fellaria and a psycho named Ruger. He was hyper as if on something. He kept shouting for the benefit of passers by that I was
“having a stroke…
None of the above were true but they couldn’t have done more to induce a stroke than they did that day.
My daughter had arrived and called the NYPD. In the meantime they placed me in the hot sun on the road side of the glass and concrete screen separating pedestrians from traffic. I was standing in the hot sun with tight handcuffs occluding my circulation, my head pulled back, compressing my heart and spinal cord.
My BP was going up to 185/120.
The police came. As they did, a large number of PSD employees flooded out of the office. There were so many, who should have been off duty – it was a quiet day in August, after all, that I must assume this was the planned “entertainment.”
The vicious PSD PO Michelle Evans who tried to steal my camera on a previous occasion lied to the police saying I assaulted a child and was “a danger to myself and others.” Anyone who knows me knows I am incapable of hurting a child.
She was not even officially on duty that day according to reliable sources so this was a complete set up, possibly arranged by her malicious,”spite on white” racist, friend from the Lenox Hill Democrat Club.
The home wrecking female “lieutenant” refused to remove the cuffs. The two initial perpetrators, Toro and the odiferous one, dragged me into the ambulance in violation of City regulations. Odiferous contaminated the gurney by sitting on it with his filthy uniform.
Only a certified EMT can transfer a patient into an official NYFD ambulance.
While dragging me in to the ambulance by my bare ankles, the perv, Toro, ran his hands lasciviously down my body, shivering in the process.
So that’s sexual battery, compounded by unlawful imprisonment, unlawful arrest, kidnapping, abrogation of civil and human rights, etc.
An EMS supervisor arrived, and being clueless as to the history of assault and battery by PSD against my family, and determined to protect EMS, she insisted that I go to hospital, threatening to take me to a psych ward at Elmhurst if I didn’t.
She was totally out of order and deserves to lose her job. If she believed I were an “EDP,” or “Emotionally Disturbed Person,” another useful term for getting rid of political enemies in the far left repertory, she was obliged to get a doctor’s scrip.
Handcuffs should not be used on EDPs. There are cloth restraints, and I was remarkably calm under the circumstances. I was calm because I knew I had to conserve energy.
Despite the fact that I was standing in baking sun for almost an hour, she refused to give me water. There was no pretense of patient care, eg., pulse and blood pressure.
The NYPD 114th PO – Bouraises, I believe, was intelligent and calm and civil and encouraged me to go to the dreaded Elmhurst Emergency Room to obtain evidence of non alcohol use, non drug use, non suicidal ideation, etc.
As the hospital clerk was taking my info, Ruger and “silent partner” Fellaria walked out. Fellaria had not participated, but by not helping me, he was also complicit. Ruger stood at the end of the gurney (trolley bed) and stared malevolently down at me.
The ER doctor, a fine young man, from a country also known for political oppression, was very understanding, but we still went through the “walk a straight line,” check for dentures procedures. Labs came back clear, but I was requested to wait until my blood pressure started to go down. He did understand that the ER environment wasn’t helping.
It is astonishing to me that two years after the perpetration of the crimes, with subsequent near fatal crash in health, and loss of income, that there has been no investigation into this extraordinary violation of my civil and human rights.
Life changed after that. There was no follow up by the NYPD, no report number, no records. The DA refused to investigate and played nasty games in Manhattan. The Inspector General did not respond to my complaint, neither did the Attorney General, Andrew Cuomo. The local Komsomol, Roosevelt Island Operating Corp, (RIOC) also played ‘working on a report, will give you when completed,” games. The President of RIOC, Stephen Shane, denied to my face that the aforesaid crimes even took place. Assemblyman Michael Kellner said he would look into it, but did nothing. City Councilwoman Jessica Lappin said ‘there was nothing she could do” after ignoring my letter. Mayor Bloomberg said to me that “he’d look into it,” and assigned a flunkie to the matter, so that, too, has been buried. The Fire Department started an investigation, but so far I have received no reports.
After all, the perpetrators were employees of New York State and took place on New York City ground. Why would they enable a massive lawsuit against themselves.
The crime was followed by an assault on my apartment Nov 2, 2006 following a request for action at the 114th Precinct. Once they dumped me onto the Community Police officer Katonay, I knew that was the end. However, Sgt Tommasaro, a noble man, didn’t allow PSD and EMT – yes Ruger showed up again – to drag me out of my home and – kill? gang rape? drug me or make me disappear?
Life has changed completely for me since then. PSD stalked and followed me for two years after that, and may still be so doing. I couldn’t go to a cafe or deli, or take a walk without one of them at my shoulder. They camped out in my courtyard, and threatened to “arrest me as an EDP” when I went in with my grand baby. I stay away from my apartment as much as possible or ask a friend to “buddyguard.” Until this matter is addressed officially and honestly, the risk to my life continues. The presence of a rogue outfit with unlimited powers and zero accountability puts everyone at risk and is anomalous to democracy. I am fearful every time I leave my apartment. Until I reach Manhattan I leave my phone open, ready to dial for help.
The novel has not been completed. It has taken two years to return to it. I cross the street every time I seen an ambulance, now, and would die rather than go inside one. The assault set in motion a concatenation of endocrinal events that almost cost me my life and I have continuous neurological damage, flashbacks and nightmares about the assault. That the perpetrators walk freely is an outrage.
If they can try to make me disappear, how many others have they hurt, or killed. Every time I see a “missing person” poster on Roosevelt Island, I am reminded of the crimes of Public “Safety” officers. end.
Concrete Jungle, DRIE, Freddie Mac, Int 627, Jerome Belson, Kalimian, Mitchell Lama, NYS Attorney General Andrew Cuomo, RIOC, Roosevelt Island, Roosevelt Island Public "Safety" Fannie Mae, SCRIE, Section 8
Dr. Deirdre McNamara
Testimony, NY City Council*
Date June 16, 2008
First I would like to thank Speaker Quinn for the opportunity to testify. It’s not well known, but when she was working with Councilmember Tom Duane, Christine Quinn helped to save the hospital chaplaincies, a vital component in long and short term health care.*
Speaker Quinn, Rosie Mendez and voting members of the NY City Council should be commended for the passage of Initiative 627. It’s a good start, but needs more muscle, stronger teeth. In other words, criminalise severely negligent landlords. If I rent a car, that’s a civil contract. If I scratch the car, or the renter has not cleaned it, that’s a civil matter. However, if the car rental company has failed to maintain it safely, uses it for the transfer of illegal substances, etc., etc., or other crimes such as reckless endangerment and drug trafficking, such are criminal violations subject to police action.
Condoning drug trafficking in his building makes the landlord an accessory. The landlord who fails to address roach and rodent infestation seriously jeopardises the health and life of tenants, particularly children and the elderly. The landlord who turns off heat and hot water in winter, risks the life of all tenants, as does the landlord who fails to secure outer doors, etc., and should be subject to criminal charges.
For the record, New York landlords can thank Kalimian Associates and Jerome Belson Associates for the foregoing remarks.
For artists, actors, writers, living in low rent buildings as they work hard to become established, the professional cost of ill maintained buildings is catastrophic. Yet the arts bring in nearly four billion dollars annually to NYC’s economy.
Since the Mitchell Lama questionably lawful buyout my rent has tripled without any commensurate improvement in services.
There is gross discrimination against long term residents, and newcomers to “Roosevelt Landings,” aka “Eastwood” do not receive the same benefits and services as tenants of other buildings on Roosevelt Island, even though they may be paying higher rent.
I came to the US in 1971. I left behind the offer of a starring contract from Sergio Leone of Italy, a directors post at the National Television station, and a science scholarship and career at a prestigious British Government Research Institute and was “one of Ireland’s outstanding young poets.”
I moved into an old but well maintained apartment on East 80th Street owned by the widow of a rabbi. A few years later she sold it to Iranian immigrant Ari Kalimian, who turned the heat and hot water off every week-end in winter for three years. By the time inspectors arrived on Tuesday, the building was warm again. While expecting my first child I had to go to friends for a shower, avoid falling plaster in the kitchen and bathroom, sit by the open stove for warmth and creating the worlds first theatrical celebration of Bloomsday for my late husband, a Broadway actor- now taken over by Isaiah Sheffer and continuing today, June 16th, 2008.
Eventually life in a Kalimian building became intolerable and we moved briefly to a tiny nearby apartment. However, because of construction next door I had to sit up at night with the children asleep on either side to protect them from the rats. My Marxist father gave me Upton Sinclairs “The Concrete Jungle” to read when I was twelve. I was shocked but thought it was in the past, like Dickens’ England pre the Islamic takeover. I never expected to be living it.
A ranking friend from British Racing Motors – Formula One – sent a car to pick me up for lunch but the driver thought he had the wrong address, as the building was so shoddy, and my brief respite from misery was kaput.
A woman at a pediatricians office told me about Roosevelt Island. The apartments were nice, rents subsidized but it was downhill from there.
My personal information was exposed to a hateful spite on white racist who shoved a note under my door the first morning I awoke there. It said “We don’t want you here. We came to get away from people like you…” It was followed by door slamming, overt insults, and a campaign to force me to leave. The woman, who must be ACORN, since despite her semi literate, abusive and vicious conduct, she had fingers in every “slush fund” in the city and was protected by one of the most notorious, corrupt, ex Congressmen in the history of New York.
My career was crashed by unscheduled wildcat tram shut downs, slowdowns, weather outages; even lately, work on Dark Waters was impacted by R Is transport exigencies, The Brave One, by landlord’s abusive agents in Public Safety. How can Staten island run a reliable ferry, gratis, while Roosevelt Islanders are stranded time and again, only ten walking minutes from Manhattan by tram shut downs, train diversions at full fare. Perhaps transport anxiety a means of concealing the shoddiness of other aspects of life here.
The double fare was a killer to a family in the arts with a ‘feast or famine” income and I was set next door to the neighbour from hell, her rather sweet drug and prostitute daughter, and her traumatised granddaughter, now a convicted felon. (Attempted murder, presently working as a surgical assistant in a municipal hospital!) Despite intensive screening, 70% of the tenants on my floor were heavily into drugs. Roosevelt island became widely known as a drug distribution center. The absence of professional New York City Police (NYPD) made it a haven for predators outside and on site. The son of the Personnel Director for RIOC, bullied island kids relentlessly, aided and abetted by his father’s selections in “Public Safety” and as his mother ran an illegal day care center and was close to neighbor from hell, my son became a target. Neighbor from Hell colluded with the landlord, Jerome Belson, to drag me down to Housing Court months in a row on false accusations of non-payment of rent and upped harassment. There were no police on the island, except an occasional bout of “rubber gun” NYPD Community Liaison officers co-opting Public Safety into their protective blue wall.
On paper due to criminal violations of my civil and human rights by the landlord’s agents, I look like an undesirable tenant.
In the public school, children of Belson and NY State employees assaulted my son with impunity.
Between the stress of living in an intensely hostile environment and pneumonia-pleurisy induced by hypothermia due to wildcat tram outages in freezing weather and tropical rainstorms, my health crashed and my career disappeared into a black hole. However my plays are archived in a major European literary institution, and my work as the first Homeopath to successfully treat antibiotic resistant and Hep c patients is documented in major medical institutions in NYC – saving the city and state millions in the process. My answers in the form of questions at a Federal briefing on Aids in the 80s may have contributed to the extended life-span of persons with HIV, and I am a pioneer in the resurgence of alternative health and the alteration of the food pyramid.
I was in the process of developing a corporation to develop phytotherapeutic products based on original formulae when an assailant entered my building through chronically unlocked doors. The abuse to which I was subjected from EMTs to Elmhurst Hospital ER was shattering. In the interest of keeping crime statistics low, there was no investigation of an assault that cost me three years of my professional life. All of this courtesy of Jerome Belson Associates.
I can only imagine where I might be if I could have afforded to leave Roosevelt island and return to NYC with constitutional protections and responsive politicians such as Christine Quinn.
During the questionable Mitchell Lama takeover, I watched my long term neighbors walking the streets in tears as they were forcibly downsized. There was no respect for family, and the fact that the majority of targets -those known to me- were mature women, first or second generation European immigrants and single, divorced or widowed mothers was relevant. A specific community, that of mature white and Jewish single, widowed and divorced women, was targeted by Jerome Belson, an alleged refugee from Nazi Germany. There was no compensation for the intimidation, harassment, misleading letters, and moving expenses. They had to do their own packing, sclepping, etc.,and settle for never having their families together in their homes again.
Even persons in the upper income levels on Roosevelt Island say they’d “love to leave, but where can we go?” They’ve been saying this for years, but since the Mitchell Lama egregiously mismanaged buyouts rents have tripled. On Roosevelt Island’s “Eastwood,” the buyout process trampled on our First Amendment rights and led to serious criminal conduct by uniformed NY State employees with the astonishing collusion of the State District Attorneys. This has been covered up. NY State Attorney General Andrew Cuomo has ignored my letters and those of my elected representative.
If I had not resisted downsizing, my daughter would have had no place to come to have her baby, my beautiful grandson, when her relationship in Ireland broke down., and she needed specialist care unavailable in Ireland. However, my rent has tripled with no appreciable change in standard of apartment, fittings, floors, doormen, etc. I still have to contend with the particulates from worn and broken, ageing vinyl asbestos tiles, incredible dust, inadequate fridge, worn bathroom tiles, long delays in improvement, replacement of a new air conditioner due to faulty wiring (repeatedly reported) losing a day’s work to wait for packages, etc., or schlep to the post office and eviction notices from new owner, Urban American – who are charging the US Taxpayer luxury rent rates via Section 8, for shoddy apartments. In any other business, this would be fraud.
One Island grandmother has to fly to California and Australia to see her grandchildren. She cannot afford the fares and was downsized after Mitchell Lama so her family pays. She’s a great cook and loved to have her family together. A hardworking immigrant has to sleep in the living room and share a bathroom with two strapping sons. When one son joined the military, she was downsized to a two bedroom, There is no place for her daughter to return after graduation., and now that both sons are home again, it’s becoming a little crowded. We are not talking about ciphers, but human beings, families, with their intricacies, complexities and exigencies. All over the city, for one reason or another, grandparents are caring for their grandchildren, and adult children are returning home, as they cannot afford independence in New York City.
At 11 Horatio Street, a woman paying $50 a month for a walk up was bought out for $15,00. The landlord now receives $2,800 per month for the same apartment.
A teacher and recent single mother had to move after her rent went up by $1500 a month to $5,200. She came to Roosevelt Island, where her rent increased from $3,200 to $3,600 in the space of one year.
In the meantime, the municipality continues to encourage the development of massive luxury dwellings , sucking the air and water out of the city, overstretching the sewers, risking power outages, etc. and passing on the costs to the city at large. These buildings may not even be owned or occupied by New Yorkers, or Americans, “adopted or otherwise.” Who can afford them? Are New Yorkers exploitation fodder for foreign business? Kalimian and Belson could provide insights there.
They can do this because of Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac, providing mortgages for populations who cannot pay, artificially conflating the housing market and making it impossible for the working person to pay his/her own way. I challenge Fannie and Freddie and HUD to prove that white Americans have received equal opportunities for home ownership, equal “clinics” in finding affordable apartments, low interest mortgages and funded developments. Then again, if the government stayed out of the mortgage business, we wouldn’t have the present economic disaster, and the housing index would not be as out of control, conflated and inaccessible as it is at present.
I continue to write drama and books on Homeopathic medicine. The Irish American Theatre Company produced my “Irish Ghost Stories” in commemoration of the Irish Famine and we will be hosting a fundraiser for FDNY widows and orphans with my play Nine Eleven in July. We receive no funding from City or State, and are certainly open to it.
The want of affordable housing in NYC has affected a number of my patients. Some were able to get into a building for the disabled, but were then subjected to racist harassment. They were Irish and Irish American, and bless their hearts, successfully organised to end it. I am so proud of them.
SENIORS, ARTISTS, MALNUTRITION, HYPOTHERMIA
A beautiful retired ballerina and dance teacher at a prestigious college came to me with inoperable pancreatic and hepatic cancer. She was on daily shots of Interferon and Sandestatin., unable to work, socialise or travel., and very frail. With the co-operation of her oncologist at Memorial Hospital, I weaned her off the medications and started a program of Homeopathic therapies. She returned to work, went out to theatre and dinner and took a long vacation, but with care. She lived on the fifth floor of a walk up. The landlord refused to fix the buzzer, so if she were tired she could not order in without schlepping down and up five flights of years.
She did progressively well for three and a half years until we hit a summer of 19 straight days of 90 degree weather. The stairs were, predictably, not air conditioned. Ordering food, carrying groceries upstairs in severe heat impacted harshly on her health and at my request she was admitted for hydration and given a high dose of Lasix and no follow up hydration. Definitely not my recommendation.
Exhausted and dehydrated she collapsed and was brought to Calvary hospice which she had sought to avoid where she died two months later.
It is my belief that decent, affordable housing in an elevator building would have prolonged and enhanced the life of this beautiful, gentle and talented woman.
Another Kalimian story. A elderly patient lived in a Kalimian building on the upper East Side, on the third floor. No elevator and a dangerous, winding flight of stairs. from the first to second floors. It hadn’t been painted for years, crawling with cockroaches, etc. My patient was a dignified lady, an Irish immigrant,; too embarrassed to invite friends over she became increasingly isolated.
The apartment was freezing in winter, but facing west, not too bad in summer. Kalimian’s response to complaints of cold was the provision of a fake thermometer fixed at 80.
My dear patient suffered from malnutrition – she was too weak and subject to hypothermia to fend for herself and was manifesting malnutrition related dementia. I hadn’t seen her for a number of years when a neighbor called a mutual friend to say that she was “wandering the streets.”
After hospitalisation and three square meals for a while, she was back to her feisty self. (more)
There is great danger that seniors with malnutrition are being misdiagnosed with age related dementia or Alzheimers.
After I spoke publicly about the extreme prices at the state subsidised supermarket on Roosevelt Island, and the appearance of malnutrition in seniors, buses were laid on to take the seniors to supermarkets off Roosevelt Island and are still in use.
In the Orwellian nightmare that is Roosevelt Island, with Urban American’s Federally funded apartment grabbing and their desire to convert the Senior and Disabled building to luxury condominiums, discontinuing the shopping buses may be the quickest way to induce manutrition based dementia and empty the building.
In the old days we could throw our coat over our pajamas and go out to get an early (5-6am)newspaper and coffee. Worked for me – I filed the occasional article on European time. Today that would translate as “wandering the street in one’s nightwear,” a quick trip to ‘Shady Pines” apartment grab.
Take my friend, “Daisy.” Retired nurse, early eighties, smart as a whip, but a rascal. Wednesday she’d glam up and toddle out to party with old friends in Woodside. Thursday morning, no sign of Daisy – hangover time. Friday, she’d run out for cigarettes and “still in the moment,” lose her keys. Saturday and Sunday were spent with family and she’ d return on Mondays ready to rock and roll all over again.
They wanted her apartment. As a long term resident she would have rights. As the mother in law of a Real Estate attorney, and popular neighbor, she’d easily fight eviction. Housing/Public Safety started to call her adult daughters.
“Your mother was wandering….” “we found your mother…” etc.
It’s easy to misdiagnose Alzheimers with unchallenged “official” statements like that, and a Thursday or Friday “symptom” picture, and eventually she moved away to stay with a family member and died of a stroke a few months later. (Note: Alcohol serves as a blood thinner and should never be abruptly withdrawn from long term users without careful monitoring.)
There is a lot of smoke to the effect that landlords all over NYC are using EMS to solve their eviction problems and that a very few may be on the take. Mature women are the main targets. “Crazy lady” needs to go into the garbage along with “nigger,’ “dyke” and “kyke.” It is a virtual immolation, de facto de-humanisation, and more enduring than any of the fore-going epithets.
My own experience with a rogue EMT and Roosevelt Island’s Public “Safety”made these rumors plausible to me. Employed by NY State and receiving considerable revenue via Jerome Belson Associates, these de facto felons forcibly abducted me from Main Street, causing grevious bodily harm. My life was spared by the intervention of the NYPD, but physical and neurological problems continue. The NYPD was prevented from investigation, no report number was provided, and no Crime Victim Services were provided. It was followed by another assault on my home, breaking and entering, etc., again interrupted by the NYPD with no investigation.
Still in shock after the assault, kidnapping, abduction with apparent intent to homicide and absence of NYPD investigation despite the NYPD intervention, I mentioned it to a former mayoral housing executive who responded with a hug and sad comment –
“Deirdre, they’re after your apartment.”
They are still “after (my) apartment,” and that of the Seniors and Disabled, but I have nowhere in New York City to go. The Seniors and Disabled have some protection if they act quickly. As of now, with three hundred Senior centers closing, the new landlord trick of giving new leases dating back a year, thereby destroying eligibility for SCRIE and DRIE exemptions, and the massive rumors of EMTs moonlighting on of landlords and dragging long term tenants out as “Demented” it may already be too late.
The Barbarians have over run the gates of civilization.
**Testimony not given. Was #114 when I arrived. They were still around the 20 mark when I left.
VIOLATIONS OF SAFE STREETS ACT 1968 42 USC 3789d(c)(3), SECTION 1997 of CRIP
Additional names of witnesses will be provided when I am assured that they will not be harassed in any way. R Is is a one street town with linking “tectonic” plates.
August 16, 2006
November 2, 2006
Main St Roosevelt Island
Apartment off Main Street Roosevelt Island
Crimes: Abduction, assault, kidnapping with intent to homicide, reckless endangerment. Abuse of NYC Property and taxpayers’s money. Lying to the NYPD. Defamation of character. Sexual Battery. Illegal entry into my apartment. Attempted break in.
Perpetrators: NYS “Public Safety” Department (PSD)
PSD Toro, odiferous partner, name unknown. PSD Sergeant Evans. PSD Lieutenant Ramirez (?) PSD Dentone. Off-duty members of PSD. Alleged FDNY EMT Ruger, Fellaria.
(Authority on Roosevelt Island: NYS patronage appointees at RIOC)
Witnesses: NYPD Officers and Sergeants; local business owners, rare honorable members of PSD, civilians and neighbours. Names available with assurance of their safety.
Consequences: Continued harassment and stalking by PSD. Need for “buddyguard.” Unable to go outside on Roosevelt Island without escort for two years and even now uncomfortable. Unable to sit on park bench with cup of coffee. Constant pain in wrists from damage to radial and ulnar nerves, bone bruising from sadistically applied unlawful handcuffs. Numbness in lower extremities from damage to C2,C3. Almost lost life from plummeting B12 levels due to stress of abduction. Fear of ambulances! Lack of confidence in NYC authorities – NYPD uniform excepted.
I have exhausted all local and state resources and have been given a run around, stalled, ignored, misdirected, treated with hostility, denied services, denied investigation and prosecution, etc., by one or all of the following: NYPD Executives, Police Commissioner Ray Kelly (who may not have received my letter,)DA Richard Browne’s Office, Manhattan DA, Crime Victims’ Services (No report number!), Attorney General Andrew Cuomo, the appointed overlords on Roosevelt Island, ie, RIOC,* etc.
History: Harassment started with note under door, 1976, “we dont want you here,” escalated to attempted murder and loss of home and health. Instigator is Rosalind Fernandez, officer of Lenox Hill Democratic Club, and co-ordinator for Board of Elections (BoEl) with access to Housing Records, DHCR and PSD employees. She conspired with employees of Jerome Belson Associates to deprive me of my home. Numerous complaints have gone un-addressed or “disappear” from authorities. Numerous complaints to the Board of Election go unresolved. A Charles Rangel protegee. Initial Housing Records showed a reference for me from ranking Republican. There is considerable concrete and circumstantial evidence to her destructive role in my social and professional life and direct threats. Her association with Public Safety, threats to “Get” me and obstruction of justice in attempted murder trial, where my son was victim, suggests an involvement in the following;
PSD CRIMES OF AUGUST 16TH, 2006, NOV 2, 2006
On August 16th, 2006, as I was returning from a walk, two NY State uniformed employees and a rogue EMT dragged me off the street, shouting that I was “having a stroke.” They applied handcuffs, saying that they were “not arresting (me)” They shouted that I was “suicidal,” “on medication,” “drinking,” etc. EMT’s partner, Fellaria, was silent and non participatory throughout.
Someone called the NYPD who eventually go rid of them. Meanwhile I was standing in the baking sun for 30 minutes, dehydrated. My blood pressure went up to 185/120. I was at risk of losing my life. From comments made by the perpetrators, I believe that was the intention.
On the advice of doctors and lawyers I left my home, believing that an attorney would keep his word and file an “intent to sue” on my behalf. This was not done.
On my return, PSD were still stalking me. I went to the NYPD 114th (Oct 30th or 31st) to request an investigation and report number for the August 16th incident. They referred me to “Community Liaison,” which was not satisfactory and asking for trouble.
Sure enough, on November 2, 2008, a howling mob of PSD employees, FDNY, and the rogue EMT Ruger were at my door, trying to break it down. They blocked off the street, told my neighbours that I was “dangerous” and “mentally ill.” Ruger’s partner, Fellaria, was silent.
(Board of Election co-ordinator, Rangel protegee and island bully, Rosalind Fernandez tells all my new neighbours that I and my children are “crazy” and “dangerous” and to “keep away from us.” Long term nabes know better.)
There is a peculiar situation on Roosevelt Island. We are NY State in the middle of NY City,, but we have neither NYPD or NYS Troopers. A group of illiterate, Orwellian felons run Roosevelt Is. They are known as Public “Safety” Dept. (PSD) and The RI Operating Corp (RIOC)who claim there is no crime on R Is., because most crimes are committed by PSD and kept quiet to maintain property values. Residents are denied equal protection under the law with terrible consequences. Even when a resident calls the NYPD, the NYPD arrives but must check in with PSD, who malign the victims’ character and credibility, prejudicing legit cops against residents. In fairness, most NYPD officers are well trained and see through the garbage, but are restricted from taking appropriate action.
Consequently there has been no investigation or prosecution. Queens and Manhattan ADAs behaved indifferently, passing complaints from one jurisdiction to another. The Mayors Office and State Attorney General ignored my complaints, and the NYS AG also ignored a letter from Assemblyman Kellner. Councilmember Lappin said coldly that she “could not help.” (She relies on RIOC for access to the Community Center) RIOC lied, promised an inquiry, fired the Director of PSD, (the second one to go and a witness,) and their legal counsel, Paul Harte, suppressed evidence, shredded FOIAs, blocked enquiries from the Irish Government “to protect my privacy!” As if.
The FDNY did have the decency to conduct an inquiry. However, they provided no follow up information and I do not know the status of that inquiry.
An attempt on my son’s life was followed by assaults abuse, threats against him and arrests on false charges by PSD and thugs enabled by PSD. No investigation, prosecution, follow up. Similar abuse from RIOC; shredded documents, violation of FOIA, stalling tactics. Forced to leave the country of his birth.
*Roosevelt Island Operating Corporation. Many Island groups have been trying to obtain autonomy and/or local representation. RIOC subsumed that energy by promising seats on the RIOC Board to six residents. They held an election but to date have not honored the results and it is doubtful whether RIOC President Stephen Shane intents to empower the residents in any way.
He has denied the presence of any complaints regarding PSD or any FOIA requests. Hence my references to “RIOC shredder.”
-30-CRIME VICTIMS SERVICE TREATMENT CENTER NEW YORK
Quote affirms discrimination against persons with mental illness.
Tangentially, I called a Crime Victim Service which immediately said they “cannot help me.” On further inquiry they admitted that “when a person has problems with authority, we assume there’s a history (of mental health issues.) Well, now we know what happened to Jews in Nazi Germany, Christians in Stalin’s day, intellectuals under Mao Tse Dung, Buddhist Monks in contemporary China, George Washington, Patrick Henry, etc. They had problems with abusive authorities, therefore the victims were insane!
I do not have a “history of mental health issues,” though I suppose being a pro life conservative puts me at odds with the Move On.org consensus on Main St., R I. Abstruse logic presented by orthodox mental health practitioners (20th century editions of Merck Manual) would suggest that early Christians were insane; likewise a vegetarian member of a cannibalistic tribe and so on, because they “bucked” the status quo. Back to the Founding Fathers…
I am deeply concerned that a NY State funded Crime Victims Service chooses to ignore persons with actual mental health issues and infer that it is “open season” on the mentally ill. This would seem to be an egregious violation of Constitutional Rights separate and apart from the multiple infractions against healthy citizens seemingly “carved in stone” on Roosevelt Island, but belongs here as another illustration of the pervasiveness of Constitutional, Human and Civil Rights abuses in NYS and NYC and the cheapening of life in the abortion capital of America.
On Sept 27th, they were outside my neighbour’s apartment looking into my window.
On Sept 28th, they killed my neighbour’s cat.