Not sure the Spitzer Building really has the gravitas to pull off the surname thing.
“Where are you located?”
“The Spitzer Building.”
“Ah yes.”
Oakland cop got out his car. Walked the beat. Shadowed him for 5 blocks. He went into convenience stores, beauty shops. “How is everything?” Shook hands. Smiles.
Con: He’s 5 blocks from a car when a call comes in.
Pro: Walked ahead of him. Saw 3 or 4 skeezy types spot the cop and decide to walk the opposite direction.
Foot patrols. How bout that.
I know it’s a flattering pic, but still.
We need to be honest about the fact that the mayor of Oakland was hot.
“I sat down with these people and told them, ‘You want to do your killings? Do it in Oakland. Do it in Richmond. Do it elsewhere. But don’t do killing in San Francisco. It reflects badly on a black mayor.’”
- Former Mayor Willie Brown, on a meeting with S.F. gang leaders.
Don Perata: He won’t tell if you don’t!
Don Perata: He’s got wine coolers in the basement.
Don Perata: He’s got his own pinball machine, so come on over.
Don Perata: Who’ll they believe? You? He’s a pillar of the community.
Don Perata: Your mom told him to pick you up from school.
I could go on, but I won’t.
Tried my hand at this awesome meme.
Full world version will be available for download later.
Thoughts?
Don Perata: a shadowy figure who will come to your home and molest your children. In the Autumn.
P. Diddy will have the Guinness, but next time serve it in a pint glass.
Half an hour and not a single fucking cab in all of downtown Oakland. God, how I hate this city.
“Because your momma wants you home.”
These are my priorities. I approve of this advertising strategy, sir.
I know this sounds strange, but I don’t have a strong opinion on the verdict. My loathing of Oakland lawlessness and law enforcement officials are both pretty high, so my biases cancel each other out.
I can’t pretend to have an informed opinion on the trial. I haven’t read the court transcripts. That said, from watching the video and reading the press coverage, it struck me as a case of voluntary manslaughter. But I don’t pretend to be more informed than the jury.
It should be made clear that the trial was not held in Oakland, and that the defendant was not an Oakland police officer, but that Oakland was merely the scene of the crime.
Why was I there? I work in downtown Oakland. I was on my way home.
One last thing: Big ups to Tully’s Coffee for being the one business to not insult our intelligence and display a poster in solidarity with Oscar Grant.
