Saturday, March 6, 2010

JN-SPAN VIDEO: Al Flowers, The Mayor Of Crazy Town, Testifies At Minneapolis Police Chief Dolan Reappointment Hearing...



Al Flowers, who ran for Mayor on a platform of "more lie-berries" and increasing the "medium" (sic) income of citizens, added his 1 and 4/5ths of a cents worth of opinion to the reappointment hearing for Minneapolis Police Chief Dolan.

I guess it would be more accurate to say the hearing *ON* the reappointment *NOMINATION* of Chief Dolan, but it's just easier and, really, more frank to say "the reappointment hearing for Chief Dolan." Even Al Flowers pointed out how reappointment was pretty much a done deal and...

...really, there wasn't much to be accomplished by the anti-Dolan forces except make the record and vent their spleens and it was SO UNFAIR. Really, though, isn't this the moment one might want to be deeply introspective and ask oneself, "Am I a visionary, ahead of my time, or just an unorthodox malcontent who needs to pull up my pants, get some meds and psychotherapy and maybe--just maybe--finally start setting a good example for my children?"

Unfortunately, Al Flowers isn't very entertaining when you just GIVE him the floor. The best part of his speech was when he claimed not to be anti-police because, after all, his sister was "a police."

Yeah, well, a lot of important details got left out of that remark. For more, click here to read the story about the Flowers family and their habit of never-ending litigation including the not-so-illustrious career of Al's sister as "a police."

But I don't want to come off as too critical of Al Flowers. After all, if it wasn't for Al Flowers coming up and warning me at that same hearing, I would have gotten served legal papers by Pete The Pedophile.

JN-SPAN VIDEO: Festering CRA Battle Of Bellfield Versus Bicking At MPD Chief Dolan Reappointment Hearing...




Video and blog post by John Hoff

At the recent reappointment hearing of MPD Chief Dolan, there was a bit of a stir among the anti-Dolan forces as Donald Bellfield, the chair of the Civilian Review Authority, stood up to speak. Watch Tom Cleland to the right, and read his body language. This kind of "emotional stir" was going throughout the room among the anti-Dolan forces as Bellfield spoke, like Bellfield was Satan.

Recently, Bellfield had asked David Bicking to resign from the CRA for making what Bellfield thought were very anti-Dolan remarks at a public "bash Dolan" so-called "hearing" or "meeting" on the Dolan reappointment, click here for more details from City Pages.

Listening to what Bellfield is saying, he also appears to be alluding to the controversy with David Bicking. The second video is David Bicking, who also appears to be alluding to the controversy and, in fact, talks about a CRA meeting being cancelled and how he's going to show up, anyway.

Note the loud and repeated clapping. The chair of the Public Safety Committee asked the anti-Dolan crowd not to clap and intimidate people at the podium, but the anti-Dolan crowd defied the chair, one even name-calling the city council as "suffering sycophants."

This is not how you get city council people to vote your way.

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JN-SPAN VIDEO: "Pull Up Your Pants And Set A Good Example For Your Children"



In this video shot by Jordan Neighborhood super citizen Megan Goodmundson and posted on YouTube, a Northside resident testifying in support of Chief Dolan urges some in the anti-Dolan crowd to worry less about police brutality and more about "gang membership" by their own children. He said "pull up your pants and set a good example for your children." I wonder who he could be talking to, exactly?

Oh, wait. No, I have a fairly good idea who he might be talking to, exactly.

In the foreground, Tom Cleland can be seen making a hand gesture. This gesture is used at meetings of the Fifth Congressional District Greens, known as "5CD Greens." It sort of, um, magnifies good energy and dissipates bad energy? Something like that.

Don't knock it until you try it. Funny, I didn't see Cleland use that gesture when one of the anti-Dolan crowd got up and called the city council members "suffering sycophants."

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Man Tries To Enter Alisha Neely Funeral With A Gun...



Video by Don Allen, blog post by John Hoff
ADDENDUM: February 6, 2011. This blog post was written before I and many others in North Minneapolis discovered what a disreputable con man character Don Allen is. I would advise anybody: Do not trust Don Allen. Seek further information about Don Allen from various online sources before having any contact with him.

Don Allen called me up and threatened litigation for the embedding of this video in this blog post. To which I respond, you put it on YouTube with an embed code. It is merely linked through the embed code. As of today, I am re-posting this blog post.

Don Allen of IBNN was at the Alisha Neely funeral, and captured this video of a guy packing a pistol who tried to enter the funeral, and got frisked...up against the very vehicle which was prepared to carry Neely's casket, by the looks of it. A disturbing and deeply symbolic moment. One commenter on this blog asked what 60 some kids were doing at a party after curfew anyway? This was a massive breakdown in parental supervision. Any neighbors who witnessed the party and DID NOT call 911 on all those minors out after curfew should also consider themselves morally culpable. (One person who claims to be a neighbor and commented on this blog says they didn't see or hear anything)

Since Don Allen's blog doesn't have the same kind of comments function as Johnny Northside Dot Com...and captures a different reader demographic...I wanted to share the amazing video here, with thanks to Don Allen for putting it on YouTube so quickly.

Yesterday, while I was taking a drive with Jeff Skrenes, good ol' Jeff talked about the possibility of going to the funeral. I told Jeff, "Are you kidding? That funeral is going to be full of thugs, and there have already been incidents around the memorializing of her death. You should stay away."

This is me telling Jeff "I told you so." But I kind of hope he went anyway, and maybe collected some pictures and commentary. One thing I have suggested needs to change in North Minneapolis: uncooperative witnesses are unacceptable, particularly those laying on the ground with bullet wounds, refusing to identify their attacker. Maybe the answer is to start hauling them in front of grand juries.

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JN-SPAN VIDEO: Police Chief Dolan Reappointment Hearing



This video was actually shot near the end of the hearing on reappointment of MPD Chief Dolan. Here, Council Member Don Samuels acknowledges the criticisms directed at Dolan, but says all this is "secondary" to the fact the man dramatically slashed the rate of violent crime, with the most progress in North Minneapolis.

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Johnny Northside's "Great Escape," The Promised Detailed Account, And Ongoing Clues About The Location Of Johnny Northside!

Photo And Blog Post By John Hoff

So, as most readers know by now, I managed to escape legal service by Hennepin County sheriff's deputies forced to act at the behest of "Pete The Pedophile," who has filed a gibberish-filled midnight manifesto with the courts suing, well, everybody including Commander Mike Martin of the Fourth Precinct, a powerful law firm, the Jordan Area Community Council, (JACC) and a couple of cops. Due to the fact I have not yet been served, as of today, Pete the Pedophile still doesn't have "personal jurisdiction" over me.

Which is a good feeling. I ask you, dear reader, would you want a Level Three sex offender to have "personal jurisdiction" over YOU? What do legal phrases like "cross examine" mean in the mind of a sex offender sicko chomo? You have to wonder.

So let's talk a bit about the idea of "dodging service." First of all, it's perfectly legal...

...to dodge service. Yes, even when the service is from sheriff's deputies. I'm not giving ya'll legal advice or anything like that, but I studied up on the topic once upon a time and--the day after I escaped--a friend of mine checked with a licensed attorney. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO ACCEPT LEGAL SERVICE. You can leave town, or sit in your attic quiet as a mouse while people pound on your door, or find a way to slip out of City Council chambers through the city council offices. (Though that's a neat and rare trick, I'd have to say, and I'll admit reveling in it, just a bit)

Thugs already know this. People who live outside the law instinctively dodge service or, for that matter, warrants. Decent people, in contrast, don't usually have to think in terms of dodging legal matters. But in a neighborhood where frivolous, politically-oriented lawsuits are a routine part of "bare knuckle Northside politics," it would behoove decent folks to contemplate the notion of dodging service which--I have to point out--is GOOD CLEAN FUN, just like dumpster diving.

So there I was at the reappointment hearing for Chief Dolan, the room filled to standing-room-only with interested citizens of Minneapolis and at least one (Tom Cleland) who is not a resident of Minneapolis, but came to speak anyway about the appointment of our Chief. Whatever. There were clearly more pro-Dolan people in the room, judging by the WE WANT DOLAN stickers on numerous lapels and the fact the anti-Dolan faction is trying to claim it was "about even." No, it wasn't. There were more Dolan people there, including a number of uniformed police officers who did not speak but were sitting close to Chief Dolan.

(For the record, I helped distribute but was not involved in the creation of the stickers, so it would be erroneous for anybody--on Flikr.com, for example, click here--to say these were "John Hoff's" signs) However, the anti-Dolan crowd was more vocal and more of them went to the podium to speak, so all-in-all the speakers were about 50/50 pro- versus anti-Dolan.

Just before the hearing, Peter Rickmyer a.k.a. Peter Richard Stephenson a.ka. Pete The Pedophile skulked through council chambers, boldly walking up to the dias and leaving papers in the place where Third Ward City Council Member Diane Hofstede sits. I hope Hofstede has plenty of hand sanitizer back in council chambers. If I were an aid to Hofstede, I'd be sure to keep hand sanitizer stocked, or it might mean my job, click here for more info.

Anyway, earlier in the meeting, I had spoken to Deborah Allen, who was mad at Dolan for--get this!--firing the officer who shot Fong Lee. I guess, for a police chief, there's just no way to please all the critics...most of which thought firing the officer was a good idea, but wanted it to happen much earlier. Due to Deborah Allen's rather unique stance on why Dolan shouldn't be re-appointed, Jeff Skrenes dubbed her "the duck billed platypus of the anti-Dolan camp." Like, yeah, she's anti-Dolan but she just doesn't FIT with the regular anti-Dolan critters.

Well, anyway, at a point before the meeting started I saw ol' Pete the Pedophile chatting up Deborah Allen. And, I should mention, I KNOW THIS WOMAN. I talked to her myself before the meeting, and I once wrote an article about the business she used to run, Gopher Cleaners and Launderers. (The article can no longer by found on the Minnesota Daily server, but its footprints exist on the internet, click here) At the time I wrote the article, Allen felt she was being "forced out of business" by her landlord, and I felt her story was highly relevant to the U of M campus because the laundromat was very popular with college students.

So, when Spanky Pete got done talking to Allen--when there was a pause in the conversation, anyway--I walked up to Allen and said, "Hey, Deborah. Look, I know we're on different sides of this Dolan thing but I just thought you'd like to know--"

(At this point I could see Pete mentally bracing, waiting for what he knew was coming next)

"This guy you're talking to is Peter Richard Stephanson, a registered Level Three sex offender and a pedophile."

"Thanks, John," Pete said, reddening, and walking away.

Apparently, this was the most clever thing Pete could come up with, "Thanks, John." Yeah, a real zinger. Meanwhile, Deborah Allen said nothing, but her face wore a look of shock; the same look MOST people's faces wear when they discover they've been chit-chatting with a dangerous, perverted, deviant social pariah.

Pete didn't try to stick around to try gaining back any social ground with Deborah. When you're in polite company, and your Level Three status is mentioned...hey, the jig is up. Best to give up all pretense and just walk away, head hanging down, like a dog caught eating from the cat dish.

Well, sitting through the hearing I was already mentally calculating that I should give my testimony and leave because, I figured, Spanky Pete was off talking to the process servers, saying, "John Hoff is in City Council Chambers right now." But the reappointment of Dolan meant so much to my neighborhood, I was willing to risk getting served. I sat in a seat near the speaker podium, visible in the camera angle. As the hearings were broadcast and recorded I held up a "We Want Dolan" sign.

After one of the speakers objected to my sign, and the Chair of the meeting (Don Samuels) said the signs were "my right," I held up TWO signs. And so I sat, holding my signs, visible to the whole public-access-watching world.

At some point--right before I started holding up my signs--notorious loon and mayoral candidate (of Crazy Town) Al Flowers came up to me, leaned down and whispered, "John, there's a sheriff's deputy outside who wants to see you."

"Thanks, Al," I said, because I can be just as clever, you see, as Spanky Pete.

My friend Megan Goodmundson went out in the hallway to confirm the sheriff's deputy was there to serve me. (There was only one deputy, at first, but reportedly there were two during the course of the long hearing) Megan informed the deputy that I, John Hoff, wasn't going to come out of the council chambers. The deputy shrugged and said fine, he could wait. He was "getting paid by the hour" and could "wait all day" because he didn't want to "disrupt the proceedings."

I could see Al Flowers watching me, intently. Outside of council chambers, the lady from the Minneapolis Mirror had a video camera all set up. She was apparently so intent on capturing video of Johnny Northside getting served she was forsaking all the juicy Dolan hearing testimony, just waiting for that "money shot" of Johnny Northside being spanked with legal paper by Pete the Pedophile. Meanwhile, Pete himself was in chambers...watching. I was pretty much surrounded.

However, there are two doors which lead out of the council chambers. One, I knew, went through the city council offices. The trick, I thought, was to get through one of those doors instead of the main door.

I got up from my seat and spoke to a high-ranking public official who shall remain nameless but let's just say...it's not this guy's fault. I am capable of being cunning and coldly calculating when necessary. I used these skills for "social engineering." I explained to the (innocent, somewhat distracted) high-ranking official how I was on a tight schedule and--right after the council meeting--I really needed to have a word with some (any, really) of the council members from North Minneapolis about this emerging issue of Level Three sex offenders concentrated in North Minneapolis...though a state statute says that's not supposed to happen, click here.

Furthermore, I wanted to avoid the crowd and--if I might--just slip into the chambers for a MOMENT, because, really, that's all it would take? Just a moment of their time, in private?

And my request worked. The high-ranking official was agreeable, subject to one caveat: the council members would have to be willing to talk to me. No promises, you understand. (Me, nodding agreeably) He or she offered to slip me into the city council offices when the hearing was done and things were breaking up, so I might get a brief moment of "face time" with some or maybe even all of the North Minneapolis council members.

I said, hey, I owe you. Big time.

When the hearing started to break up, I was whisked into council chambers. While the high-ranking public official checked into the schedules of my elected officials, I scoped out the location of the side door. There. There it was. I wanted to dash through it immediately but, well, that would be rude. The high-ranking official came back with an apologetic look on his/her face: there just wasn't time for a meeting right now. Everything was so tightly scheduled.

Oh, I said, that was alright. Thank you, really, for trying. Could I just exit through this side door, here? Yes, of course, that would be fine.

I walked out the door and went quickly to the staircase, wishing I'd left my heavy backpack with Megan Goodmundson. I ran down three flights of grand Italian marble, quickly but prudently, no bannister-sliding, and at the ground floor I dashed past Poseidon, the Father of Waters, who looked right through me and said nothing.

Out in the street, which way to go? I thought about going around the building to the light rail stop, but quickly realized I needed to put distance between myself and the building. So I ran to the next light rail stop down the line, boarded the train, and went to Target Field. At that point, I started Tweeting stuff...like, "Where is Dog The Bounty Hunter when Spanky Pete really needs him?" And, of course, I started Tweeting lyrics from "fugitive songs" to Megan.

Gimme some water/
I shot a man on the Mexican border/
Cool, cool water...

Meanwhile, Megan Goodmundson told me the Johnny haters were all confused, wondering, "Where did he go? How did he just...disappear? There's Megan, so where is John?" Megan drove to the light rail station at Target Field to pick me up. I told her by text message, "Don't bring any heat with you ha ha."

One mysterious aspect of the whole adventure--and I keep turning it over in my head--is why Al Flowers warned me. Without the early alert from Flowers, I would have certainly been served. I have two theories on the matter, and I'm not sure which one is true.

1.) Al Flowers just wanted to watch the show, and he was trying to hurry it along so he could see me get served.

2.) It would be contrary to Al's principals to be aware of somebody pursued by the police, and not tip that person off if he possibly could. Also--say whatever critical things you like about Al Flowers, lord knows I do--the man is a parent and therefore the natural enemy of child molesters. So, for a bit, the usual political lines dissolved and Al Flowers was, for rare solar eclipse of a moment, my ally.

Um...I actually lean toward the first theory, though. With an impatient, child-like personality, Al Flowers wanted to watch a spectacle. Inadvertently, he tipped me off and kept that very spectacle from happening. Thanks, Al. (Sarcasm font) But I'm keeping an open mind to the first possibility.

That night, I made a point of sleeping at a friend's house. But, well, you can't hide out forever. So I thought it would be fun to start Tweeting my locations, seeing if it might attract the attention of process servers for the purpose of more edge-of-my-seat amusement and (I hoped) frustration for Spanky Pete if I should prevail.

Right when I started Tweeting my locations--determined to play this game for maximum fun--some chomo-loving snitch told Twitter I had (heaven forbid!) Tweeted somebody's address on Twitter. The irony! Right when I was going to start Tweeting my locations to help Pete a little bit, some pedophile-ally complained to Twitter and got my account temporarily suspended.

Oh, well. It would appear if I remove the "offending posts" the account will be re-instated.

And the game will begin again.

(Blogging from an eatery with wireless internet access, where I just finished some delightful broiled shrimp and peas)

(Find me if you can, Spanky Pete. I will be constantly giving you clues until you do!)


Friday, March 5, 2010

JN-SPAN: Stump Speeches at SD 58 DFL Convention


Post and video by the Hawthorne Hawkman.


This is the last of footage I have from the Senate District 58 DFL Convention, where Linda Higgins, Bobby Joe Champion, and Joe Mullery were unanimously endorsed. This first video is of a newcomer to the gubernatorial race, Peter Idusogie. I've got somewhat of a morbid fixation on fringe candidates who have no chance of winning. Coincidentally, the only part of "American Idol" that I ever found worth watching was when Simon would insult the horrid singers who thought they were talented.

So when this gentleman came onstage, I thought to myself, "Oh, another Ole Savior. Should be fun." (Ole's blog of his is HILARIOUS, but if he ever starts advocating to bring back the television show "Dollhouse," watch out.) But HOLY COW, did Idusogie impress! When he was done, several people around me were heard actually saying "wow." I've looked a bit at his website and I'm not entirely convinced he's qualified to be governor, but I do think we need Peter Idusogie and others like him in public service.

Next up, some of the heavier hitters...

Fifth Ward council member Don Samuels spoke for RT Rybak. It was announced that his wife Sondra would be speaking instead, so clearly Don did a bit of improvising. Also, right as his speech started, some kind of spark jumped out of one of the cords. Interestingly enough, the reaction from the crowd seemed to be not one of fear, but "Gee whiz, is someone interrupting Don Samuels AGAIN?"



I feel bad for Hennepin County Commissioner Mark Stenglein. It seems like he ALWAYS speaks after Samuels, and that's a tough act to follow.



Finally, we have Paul Thissen. From the outset of the governor's race, I've been torn betwen Thissen and Rybak. This speech didn't make my choice any easier, since I like Rybak quite a bit but am continually impressed by Thissen. Rukavina blew me away too.



Thursday, March 4, 2010

God Bless Google, Blog Spot, And Free Speech!




In the photo above, Minneapolis Police Chief Dolan--who represents law and order--defends himself to the Public Safety & Health Committee of the City Council. Dolan triumphed, 3-2-1.

On another note...

I'm actually kind of glad that somebody managed to get my Twitter account temporarily suspended and then bragged about it on the Minneapolis Issues List. As it turns out, this served as a valuable early warning that I need to protect and preserve the content of this blog from any attempts to interfere with it by, for example, making b.s. complaints to Google.

Yeah, that would be the same Google that's pulling out of CHINA, for god's sake, because of freedom of speech issues. Er, yeah, GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.

Anyway, even as I type these words, my blog is being mirrored and replicated to another server so all the content will be preserved in case of some emergency. This will take about, oh, six hours.

In the meantime, I would ask supporters of Johnny Northside to go into the guts of Blogspot and file reports saying how great this blog is, and how--even though we go to the very edge of free speech--we never go beyond that edge. There is ABSOLUTELY NO LAW against publishing the addresses of Level Three sex offenders in the State of Minnesota. In fact, each time somebody shares such address information--even verbally--they are, in effect, publishing the info. The only difference is the degree of dissemination.

As for Twitter, I'm sure I will have it back up again soon enough or, in the worse case, I'll just get another account.

Whatever.

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A Walk Down Memory Lane in Hawthorne


Post by the Hawthorne Hawkman. Original photographer unknown. Photos of photos by the Hawthorne Hawkman. Pat Carney and Jules Inda changed photos into slides for the Hawthorne Neighborhood Council. The photos originally appeared on the Hawthorne Voices blog.

Last summer, Anne McCandless of the Jordan Area Community Council called me up and said, "I've got something that belongs to you," in a rather mysterious tone. Usually, my first question after a statement like that is, "How much is the ransom?"

What Anne had, though, didn't cost me a dime, and really it belongs to the Hawthorne neighborhood. Somehow a poster board with photos taken in 1974 of Broadway Avenue in Hawthorne had made its way into the basement of the Jordan offices. Anne was just returning it to us.

The photo above is the full poster board. Right away I contacted the ubiquitous NoMi photographer Pat Carney. I explained what I wanted done with the photos, which was to have them duplicated in such a way that it would be something of a rolling slideshow that would walk viewers along West Broadway. "Like the background in the Yogi Bear cartoons when he's running away from the park ranger." Pat and Jules either knew what I was talking about or wisely decided to refrain from asking about any medication I might be taking. Their slideshow is here. It takes a longish time to load, so I recommend opening it in another window.

The rest of the pictures are below...

I'm especially interested whatever anyone can share about what the avenue was like then. Were the businesses that were there better or worse for the neighborhood? The design is different thirty-six years ago, but what can we learn from that?









Friedman's may be the only business in these photos that's still around.




Take a look at the price of gas!










Can you name the three things that are missing from this picture of Merwin Drugs? (The correct answers are: a liquor store, a check-cashing outlet, and drug dealing. "Butt fence" will also be accepted.)





Now we get to perhaps my favorite part. This is what the Hawthorn (sic) Crossings strip mall looked like thirty-six years ago. Well, technically it didn't exist yet, except perhaps as a mere twinkle in an incompetent developer's eye.








I'm also wondering if anyone has crime statistics from this era to compare especially this block or so of Broadway to its current condition. It's easy to look at the differences between 1974 and 2010 and say, "Well of COURSE things were better then." But were they really? Inquiring minds want to know.

For now at least, let's enjoy the memories.

To My Source: I Can't Confirm Your Info, Please Assist...

2000 block of Glenwood Ave. N., photo and 
blog post by John Hoff

This post is directed to a source but I am communicating it out in the open...

I received your info about the Level Three sex offenders at those specific addresses on the 2000 block of Glenwood Ave. N. Thank you SO MUCH and please keep the info coming.

HOWEVER, I have been unable to confirm the info to my standards and satisfaction. I went to the headquarters of the entity you named and talked to somebody there. They deny any Level Three sex offenders are in either of those two buildings, though they confirm children live in "only one" of the buildings. They sure didn't want to talk to me very much, that's for sure.

Also, I physically went to the two buildings and I was able to eyeball the mailboxes in the lobby. None of the mailboxes appear to have the names of Bordeau, Dawson, Gassaway. The one building is "supportive housing" for individuals in treatment.

I can't go saying this organization is housing Level Three sex offenders in one or both of those buildings until I can somehow verify the info. Can you assist? And, please, let's talk by email.

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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Chief Dolan Reappointment Sails Through Public Safety Committee 3-1-2

Photo and blog post by John Hoff

After an outpouring of emotional testimony from both pro- and anti-Dolan camps, the Public Safety Committee voted 3-2-1 to support the reappointment of Dolan, with all the pro-Dolan votes coming from North Minneapolis: Don Samuels, Barb Johnson, and Diane Hofestede. Cam Gordon was opposed, Betsy Hodges and Meg Tuthill abstained. 

The appointment now goes to the full City Council, where it is expected to pass.

More details to follow in the near future.

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Pete The Pedophile Tries To Serve Johnny Northside In City Council Chambers, Northside Escapes...


In the photo above, "Pete The Pedophile" walks away from the City Council dias after leaving some paperwork in the spot where Diane Hofestede wits. I hope Hofestede has hand sanitizer.

Anyway, the whole exciting story of my "great escape" will be told by-and-by, but for now here's the summary:

Pete Rickmyer, a.k.a. Pete The Pedophile, apparently was trying to have me served with his worthless legal paper today while I was in City Council Chambers, covering the reappointment proceedings for MPD Chief Dolan. But the sheriff's deputy wouldn't come into council chambers, waiting outside for, like, two hours.

In the meantime, I was busy making arrangements to speak to my city council rep about pressing issues--the concentration of Level Three sex offenders in my neighborhood, as it turned out--and I ended up exiting the building through the city council offices instead of the main door. Whew, did I get lucky!

But think about it: would you want a Level Three sex offender to have "personal jurisdiction" over you? I didn't think so.

In the photo above, Pete the Pedophile sits in council chambers, waiting and watching. I hear the look on his face was pretty funny when he realized his quarry had escaped, literally under the eyes of the whole public-access-channel-watching City of Minneapolis and (reportedly) two sheriff's deputies plus the video camera of the Mpls Mirror. HA!!!!!!!!!!

My sincere, profuse apologies to the deputies for the waste of their valuable time. In the words of a song: Could have had me any day, only let me slip away...out of kindness, I suppose.

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Peace "Prayer Walk" Tonight At 6:30

Contributed photo, Alisha Neely, 17, contributed content posted by John Hoff


In the wake of the recent spate of tragic violence, the PEACE Foundation, MAD DADS and our neighbors will join in solidarity with Sanctuary Covenant Church during their Prayer Walk though the heart of the North Minneapolis to the place where Alisha Neely, 17, was murdered last weekend.

We will lift up our voices, our prayers and our hearts in unity, to quell the spirit of violence and reaffirm our commitment to nurturing and protecting our children while establishing the beloved community.

The event will take place on Wednesday night, March 3rd at 6:30PM.

We will gather at the Sanctuary Covenant Church office located at 1201 37th Ave. N. (the corner of 37th and Emerson Avenues North). The Johnny Northside blog urges all (decent, law-abiding) Northside residents to attend if you possibly can.

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41 Seconds With Tom Rukavina--DFL Candidate For Governor


Video and blog post by John Hoff

I asked Tom Rukavina for his "elevator speech" about why he should be governor, and he gave it to me in 41 seconds right there at the Minnesota State Senate District 58 Convention. Too bad I didn't manage to tape the part where Rukavina offered to show his "union underwear" while giving a speech on the stage.

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JN-SPAN VIDEO: Senator Linda Higgins, Challenger Raymond Dehn Debate On Slummy Landlords...


Video and blog post by John Hoff

Johnny Northside blog--your number one source of Northside news--has provided not only the best coverage of the State Senate District 58 convention--but, actually, apparently it's the ONLY media coverage. (Readers, please comment and leave links if you can find other media coverage of the events at this convention) When DFL staff were sitting at the forlorn, lonely press credentials table, waiting to issue credentials, who were they waiting for? Apparently, just Johnny Northside Dot Com.

More exclusive JN-SPAN video is in the hopper--including an elevator speech by one candidate for governor--but in the meantime here is part of the debate between State Senator Linda Higgins and her challenger, Raymond Dehn. Higgins took the endorsement on the first ballot by 68 to 31 percent.

In this short video segment, Higgins and Dehn debate what I feel is one of the most important and pressing concerns in State Senate District 58: scummy slumlords, many or MOST of which don't actually live in District 58.

The Surprising History Of "Dessert With Don" (Joke Font)

Stock photo and blog post by John Hoff

So far, there have only been two "Dessert With Don" events in North Minneapolis, which are forums sponsored by City Council Member Don Samuels. The last forum was about mass transit.

So, like I said...two. Only two.

But is that really true? A joke making the rounds says the first "Dessert With Don" forum was actually...

...held at the Butter Roll Bakery, and involved Don Samuels, slumlord Morris Klock, and a close encounter with a pastry display case. (For the record, the allegations by slumlord Morris Klock have apparently been denied by Don Samuels and the city attorneys forced to deal with Morris Klock's nonsense)

All the same, slumlords in North Minneapolis would be well-advised to clean up their act as quickly as possible, or they might also be invited to a "come to Jesus" talk and "Dessert With Don."

Karamu Sign Controversy? Cultural Artifact Or Hand-Lettered Embarrassment?

Photo and blog post by John Hoff

First of all, I personally have no opinion either way about the Karamu sign on U of M's UROC Center. Apparently, it is some kind of remnant of a business which was there before, and failed. The fact the sign still remains after the renovation appears to show somebody thinks the sign is an "artifact" worth saving...

Not knowing much of the history of Karamu except a little bit about contaminated soil cleanup that took place there, click here for more info--and far too busy dealing with Level Three sex offender saturation and the reappointment of Chief Dolan to go chasing this relatively small story--I don't have a position either way. Ask me about the "cultural artifact" on the front of the Friedman's Shoe Store--their nasty discolored Plexiglass--and, sure, I'll have an opinion about THAT, click here.

But a couple folks have written to me asking that I mention something about the Karamu sign, and publish a picture to show exactly what we're talking about. This blog does try to be responsive to readers--in an unpaid, understaffed, overworked sort of way--so here's the picture.

Here you go.

Talk amongst yerselves.

Chief Dolan Reappointment Hearing TODAY, 1-5 PM, City Council Chambers...

Stock photo and blog post by John Hoff

Dozens of anti-Dolan malcontents can be expected today in City Council Chambers to talk smack about the best Chief MPD ever had, Tim Dolan. I'm sure Al Flowers will be there, so it's worth going for the spectacle alone.

I'll be there. Maybe I'll get...



....served legal papers by Pete The Pedophile, maybe not, but I'll be there. Dolan has helped in the struggle to turn North Minneapolis into a decent place to raise children, and he deserves our support. NOW IS THE TIME to not only support Dolan, but perhaps lobby for some of the things we need: a crackdown on the rampant crime at Hawthorn (sic) Crossings strip mall, and something to be done about the dangerous concentrations of Level Three sex offenders, which can't help but make the job of the police harder.

So I hope many Johnny Northside readers will be in City Council Chambers today. Jordan Neighborhood "super citizen" Megan Goodmundson will be there with extra signs and stickers.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

One Level Three Sex Offender Down, A Couple Dozen To Go...


Department of Corrections Images, both of Tupac, blog post by John Hoff

Yesterday, Level Three sex offender (L3S0) Tupac Toshiq Makavelli appeared on a list of L3SOs in the 55411 zip code. Today, he has disappeared off the list...



Rumor has it--rumor which not only has it but made its way all the way to me--is Tupac is back in MNDOC custody. Tupac had something of a history of wandering around loose and unregistered, even as recently as December 2008. Well, I don't care why he's gone from North Minneapolis, I'm just glad he is, but if I find out which slumlord put him up on the 2400 Block of Logan Ave. N., I'd be very glad to spill that info. In fact, all slumlords in North Minneapolis should take notice: this blog has a right to publish information about who is happily, profitably hosting the dangerous Level Three sex offenders in our community--stacking in dangerous concentrations, though the law appears to say otherwise--and if you are involved in doing that, expect your name, home address, and other pertinent details to appear right here on this blog kind of like what happened for Cheryl A. McCluskey of 7957 McKinley Street NE, Spring Lake Park, MN, 55432.

Readers might wonder what Tupac did, exactly? Well, according to his old "Google cached" L3SO profile, he kidnapped a 17-year-old female stranger and "engaged in sexual contact including penetration," which appears to be the sanitized euphemism for BLOODY (EXPLETIVE) RAPE used by the folks who put these profiles together. For good measure, Tupac kidnapped a 15-year-old boy as part of the same incident.

One hears third hand about the Department of Corrections being all in a lather about the storm of publicity stirred up in the wake of Pete The Pedophile's gibberish-filled so-called lawsuit. One can't help but hope this increased activity and scrutinization of administrative duties somehow resulted in Makavelli going back to the pokey. However it happened, I'm just glad we're down by one, and I hope the count keeps going down in the coming weeks and months.

I predict it will. Watch and see if I miss my prediction.

Level Three Sex Offenders Frederick Arden Hamilton And Richard Allen Thompson: Where They Live, How They Are Part Of "Dangerous Concentration"

Richard Allen Thompson, 2517 Golden Valley Road
Frederick "Minor Pimpin' " Arden Hamilton, 1900 Thomas Ave. N.

DOC photos in public domain, other photos and blog post by John Hoff

Trustworthy information is now in my hands that Level Three sex offenders (L3SOs) Frederick Arden Hamilton and Richard Allen Thompson both reside in buildings owned by Cheryl A. McCluskey of Spring Lake Park, Minnesota.

Hamilton resides at 1900 Thomas Ave. N., bottom photo.

Richard Allen Thompson resides at...

2517 Golden Valley Road, which is in a splendid-looking building called "Granada Court" that includes 2517 through 2525 Golden Valley Road and is also the residence of sick puppy Richard Bernard Dawkins, click here for more info. (Unknown which apartment Dawkins resides in within the building)

If you were to stand in front of 1900 Thomas Ave. N., you could look to your left and see 2517-25 right across Golden Valley Road, as in the second picture from the bottom.

This dangerous concentration of Level Three sex offenders in my neighborhood MUST BE ROLLED BACK. Think about it: isn't it the responsibility of a landlord to know about the laws pertaining to dangerous, predatory Level Three sex offenders before renting to them? And since there is a law which limits concentration--and, really, isn't "concentration" something common sense can interpret?--how is a landlord NOT violating the statutory rights of neighborhood residents by putting AT LEAST THREE OF THESE SICK PUPPIES in one small area? I don't understand so, really, somebody...explain how one gets away with it? 

To Cheryl A. McCluskey: I strongly urge you to terminate IMMEDIATELY the leases of the Level Three sex offenders in your buildings to the point this "dangerous concentration" no longer exists. (Though, probably, you'd have to get rid of ALL the Level Threes in your building, because the concentration also exists in the neighborhood OUTSIDE your building)

Clearly, Ms. McCluskey, some kind of mistake has been made and Level Three sex offenders have been inadvertently concentrated in my neighborhood. So do the smart thing and undo the mistake and help my neighborhood. Your buildings look nice from the outside, and I firmly believe you may be one of the better landlords based upon what I've seen so far, but this concentration of Level Three sex offenders in your buildings...it's just not acceptable AND YOU ARE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR IT AND MAKING MONEY OFF IT.