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Editor has fought HARD for Access Television
"A man with no enemies is a man with no character."
One of my lawyers said "The Native Americans judged a man by the stature of his enemies; by that standard you are off the chart." (Paraphrased.)
As I've often said, I have as many friends as I have enemies, and I have lots and lots of friends.
A man’s greatness can be measured by his enemies.
When a former city council candidate with the initials M.H. was staggering around a restaurant in Medford stone drunk, it was a sobering moment, no pun intended, on how rudderless the citizens of Medford are.
This writer does not do drugs; I do not mind alcohol, I just don't happen to drink, Mr. Brian Burke, as there is too much work to get done. But even if I DID indulge it would be easier to be logical than any of these cronies entrenched in Medford city government. One could EASILY do a better job STONED than these fruitcakes do sober!, Paulette!
Friday night I was at the liquor store picking up boxes for my vinyl. They were giving away free sips but I looked at the handsome dude when he called me over ( and boy would I ever like to have a few drinks with him in a quiet bar...) and said "Have to drive..." ...and also had to pick up about 200 record albums. But I digress...
Back to the allegedly drunken fool who was taking advantage of my hard work and calling himself the "tireless supporter of access"...ahem...
That individual's platform of "tireless supporter of access TV" can be filed along with "Where are they now?" What the hell has he done for access television in our community and where is he now?
It's an old story but pertinent in 2017 as the ugly blanket of censorship continues to fall on this city.
Enemies Equals Greatness
It's 3:02 am, Bill Clinton's birthday (3:36 am, actually, as I'm editing this piece.)
What am I doing up writing this essay. Imagine if I did drugs and drank like a sixteen year old begging three beers from a reprobate in P-Town...my God, imagine the things I could write! :)
Honestly, despite the number of my enemies I feel like Bette Midler kidnapped in Ruthless People. "I've been marked down." It's not like it is Charles Manson or O.J. Simpson peering through my window, it was a gap-toothed Mad Magazine mascot Alfred E. Neuman wanna be.
The Tally of mine Virtue shall be the List of my Foes.
I mean, let's face it, if Jeremy Renner wanted to stalk me he could be my guest. The police aren't going to do a damn thing to stop him anyway...and it's not that Jeremy Renner is handsome or anything...other stars (Andrew Garfield) outpace him in the looks department...it's just that Renner is so damn attractive...and not in the traditional sense. He carries himself well...
How do you trade in dozens of low-rate reprobate enemies for some quality Hollywood stuff? That is the question, isn't it?
We shall defer to Victor Hugo (not Buono) at this point...
“You have enemies? Why, it is the story of every man who has done a great deed or created a new idea. It is the cloud which thunders around everything that shines. Fame must have enemies, as light must have gnats. Do no bother yourself about it; disdain. Keep your mind serene as you keep your life clear.”
Oh I'm having fun at 3:08 in the morning...making sport of the predicament that Medford is with the likes of Madame Knight, Dead Fello Abusso, Defendant George Scarpelli, Richard F(for fadoodle) Caraviello - the joke of the city council thinking Muccini-Burke is behind him when Ann Marie Cugno is breathing down his neck.
You see Caraviello HAS a neck, unlike Scarpelli, who looks like a reject from a Martin Scorsese gangster pic - and the reason Caraviello has a neck is because his bigger than his belly fat backside drags his face every which way but loose!... File under: Karaviello's Karma - Stephanie doing to him what he did to Bob.
If you encounter enemies, you're going the right way.
Richard F (for fatuous - ((silly, purposeless)) Caraviello is so stupid he actually thinks there is room for him on the council when McGlynn and Burke purportedly praise reprobate Cugno to high heaven while demonstrably (with emphasis on the monstra/monster aspect of the word) pushing Caraviello under the bus. It's hilarious.
And that's the clod Marian Ryan dragged into criminal court to try to silence a journalist?
Marian, have you been getting into Brian Burke's stash? Really...I almost feel sorry for Raquel...I think she wore those bad shoes and lipstick-for-the-fissilingual to try to get OFF of the case!
Ugly, isn't it?
But it's a lot easier to cyber-bully an over sixty minority person than it is to do the right thing and go up to Edward P. Finn and arrest him for felonious assault. That would take courage, not the cowardice on display by the Medford Police Department.
"I usually judge how cool I'm being by how many angry people are following me around with signs."
How does the public get informed of ANYTHING if a journalist is ASSAULTED by an ex-football player, Edward P. Finn, and the police tell the journalist no crime was committed (when they didn't even interview the key witness...allegedly intentionally) and then turn around and file false charges in CRIMINAL COURT because the journalist was (and still is) investigating current mayor Stephanie Muccini Burke and allegations that she covered up a sex crime at the high school.
....Meaning, the police validated that Ed Finn slugged me because if there was no crime, no one could be a witness.
Shame on Leo A. Sacco, Jr. for letting it happen.
A man’s greatness can be measured by his enemies.
Here is is August 19, 2017, Bill Clinton's 71st birthday, and some awful Public Service Announcement is running non-stop on the access channel that YOU pay for. In an election cycle.
Mayor Stephanie Muccini-Burke has hired a young man who - it seems - has never run a TV station before. Sound familiar?
Remember when Jason Salzarulo was hired by Frank Pilleri's gang in 2004 or so and, purportedly, went running out of the room in tears because he allegedly couldn't put a tripod together?
He was canned, with his replacement being a real-life Dawn of the Dead rearing her ugly head from Foster Rhode Island ----- with some god-awful films so boring they make Ed Wood look like an Academy Award Winner.
Meanwhile, yours truly has a real two and a half hour documentary out worldwide on a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame artist, but don't let the facts get in the way of Medford Community Cablevision, Inc.'s delusions. Or the fact that in my travels this station manger operated two AM radio stations, was consultant for an FM station (and ad exec and producer at the old 93.7 FM) and sat on the board of directors of another station to actually do something and GET RESULTS, unlike the plague of locusts that have eaten away at Medford's free speech rights.
Dawn Radical Nutjob was seething with jealousy. She was angry and bitter that her failed movies fizzled out and allegedly only made cash from allegedly "stuffing the ballot boxes" - they called out Mark Rumley for not participating in the alleged ballot stuffing, and - lo and behold - the money and where it went, disclosed in the Rumley Report, will shock you!
Where oh where the ballot-box monies allegedly went.
Hey Mr. Rumley, where ARE those TV3 financial records you promised us?
Ms. Radical sued me and we sent her big fanny packing down south when the judge wrote "... take nothing."
David Skerry noting that I have a "genius lawyer," the TV 3 crowd again so very shocked that their abuse of over 100K in cable subscriber monies garnered them more black eyes than Mike Tyson could have ever dished out to them.
Their next big move? A juvenile delinquent so obsessed with me that he would circle my home at 2 AM in the morning under the guise of going to "Tony's Gas." Problem for the harassing stalker is that Tony's Gas was closed at the time he was in the parking lot snapping pictures of my living room. Now that's fixation on an older gay male that is - truly - beyond the pale.
He is not allowed to come NEAR my home OR Tony's Gas after he DEFAULTED in the court case and had to sign an agreement to stay away from my home.
I ask you to judge me by the enemies I have made.
IN her infinite wisdom Muccini-Burke has taken Dead Fellow Abusso's advice and hired yet another young person who - to our knowledge - has never been a station manager before.
We've been to this movie in times past, this rodeo, but at least he's well mannered.
It only took the Administration of McGlynn/Burke 13 years to find another novice, one who happens to be polite.
Because Muccini-Burke is so self-absorbed (and stuck in her mirror chock full of low self-image) that she has to manipulate some young person...and hire him directly AT city hall (which is the antithesis of how access TV is supposed to run) and because of her manipulations and control - the city is still awaiting its access television that it pays for. Under the watchful eye of some censorship queen.
You know who else hates (or hated) the press, Stephanie?
Donald Trump. Richard Nixon.
Monday, August 4 at 9 PM
“The press is the enemy. The press is the enemy. The press is the enemy,” Nixon can be heard telling Henry Kissinger. “You must keep up the attack on the media. You’ve got to keep destroying their credibility,” he told Special Counsel Charles Colson. Whether calling them “sons of bitches” or “bastards,” Nixon’s distaste of reporters was only thinly veiled in interviews, and entirely open behind closed doors.
The attacks on my person from Mark Rumley, Detective Paul Mackowski, Frank Pilleri, Harvey Alberg, Dawn Natalia in the Boston Globe, Allison Goldsberry in the Medford Mercury (so egregious that the Natalia/Goldsberry piece was stopped in its tracks when part 2 was scheduled, replaced by my OpEd) David P. Skerry - the list goes on and on and on. Ho hum.
"He's been thrown out of more places than I have" David P. Skerry
Actually, David, it's hard to compete with you on that one, though I do try! I've been called many things, but an alleged school chum of yours called you Medford's "crackpot."
That one's hard to beat.
You know, I used to think it was our families that made us who we are? Then I hoped it was our friends. But if you look at history, the great men and women of the world have always been defined... by their enemies.
These individuals take, take, take from Medford. It's been a long battle, fifteen years of my life, and what I've uncovered is a chief of police corrupt beyond all corruption -
Exhibit A the Varsity Coach case,
Exhibit B Stephen Lebert's long history of malfeasance,
Exhibit C the Doreen Wade case,
Exhibit D Chief Sacco's son not getting arrested for the allegation of drunk driving on or about January 23, 2017,
Exhibit E has names like Norton, Hughes, Lopez, Richard Lebert (uncle of the removed reprobate Stephen,) called "all good men" by the cop on the beat here - who is supposed to protect and serve this senior citizen but, instead, cyber-bullied me.
I envy your enemies, Commander. To be hated by ones so powerful speaks well of you. My krogan would destroy anything we face to earn such a reputation.
The point was made ten paragraphs ago, but these enemies I have are too stupid to get it, he says to a puzzled Mark Rumley...
to be continued.