UPDATED AS OF SEPTEMBER 17, 2011-KIDNEY DONOR PUT BACK ON SALARY-NOT EXACTLY!

Here is their specific offer and it comes with a "CATCH" , they don't have to rehire her or continue to pay her. Would you trust them? I wouldn't, they are doing this because of the bad PR and not out of goodness. I wouldn't trust them at all to change the offer in a nano second, once this bad publicity goes away.  

If this Company was genuine about having 
made a mistake and recognized the cruelty 
of their actions, why not simply rehire 
this woman now to her job, instead of hiding 
behind legal mumbo jumbo that doesn't 
legally require them to pay her or hire 
her back. Smells dishonest and not worth 
the paper it is printed on coming from these 
slime balls.  


We will see, good for Mrs.Rendon that she 
has a lawyer now to defend hersef 
against these bullies.

Kidney Donor Mom Put Back On Salary:

Updated: Wednesday, 14 Sep 2011, 6:21 AM EDT
Published : Tuesday, 13 Sep 2011, 5:07 PM EDT

PHILADELPHIA - Fox 29 first brought you the story of a Philadelphia mom who lost her job after giving a kidney to her son. On Tuesday, Claudia Rendon’s boss says the decision was a mistake, and the company will start paying her: with a catch.

Rendon did what almost any mother would do. When her son's kidneys failed, she gave him one of her own.

Rendon told our Claudia Gomez that she had used her vacation time to care for her terminally ill mother, and then had to take a leave to help her son with the kidney donation.

"Any parent in the world would do that for your son. If they say your son needs your heart, you would give it to them in a second, rip it out,” she said. “I don't care, I’ll do it as long as my son lives."

Rendon needed time to recover from the surgery, so she took a leave of absence from her job at the Aviation Institute Of Maintenance.

When doctors cleared her to return to work last week, her boss, Kyle Berry, told her he had filled her job.

 

On Monday, we asked Berry why the company made the move. He had no comment and asked Fox 29 to leave. We also spoke with the company, which said it was within its legal rights to let Rendon go.

A day later, Berry told Fox 29 he was wrong. We asked Berry why the change of heart. 

“We had time to reconsider. It was simply a mistake."

Berry then read from a prepared statement, which said Rendon would be paid her full salary until another position opened at the company.

Fox 29 asked Berry if the Aviation Institute Of Maintenance would pay Rendon until she can reapply, and then decide if they would give her the job back after it received her application."Yes, that's what the letter states,” Berry said.

 

We then asked if the offer was not the same thing as giving Rendon her job back."No, it's according to our policy and procedure,” Berry said.

When asked if the company would revise its policy and procedure, Berry said, "that's not on me, that's on someone above me."

Fox 29 also spoke with the president of the company, who said he just learned of the situation on Tuesday and he placed a call to Rendon.

Fox 29 then spoke with Rendon and she told us she is skeptical about the offer and she has retained a lawyer.

The Rendon story put new attention on the federal FMLA rules, which don’t apply to people working at companies with fewer than 50 employees, and also not to employees at some larger companies.

FMLA covers an employee for 12 weeks and Rendon took off less time than that. But she also worked for a company with fewer than 50 employees, and those companies operate under different FMLA rules.

Still, the story drew immediate reaction locally and nationally, with ABC News calling on Rendon the day after our story, and various national and global outlets carrying a shorter version of our story used by the Associated Press.
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This is another of those seemingly unbelievable actions by an Employer who appears to not be remotely human. My friend Rob brought this story to my attention.

Claudia Rendon received some of the worst news a mother could get when doctors delivered the news her son Alex was in desperate need of a life-saving transplant.

She had used up her holiday time earlier that year, following her mother and her uncle's deaths - and her father's diagnosis with leukemia. 'God gave me the blessing of being able to give my son my kidney,' she said.


But her bosses at the Aviation Institute Of Maintenance, in Northeast Philadelphia, were not so understanding.

When she attempted to return to work last week, her supervisor told her he had filled her position - despite the company touting her as a 'good employee', reports Fox News.

Disgusting behavior by an Employer, a boss, once again. There seems to be no limit to the inhuman, lack of compassion, cruel, actions of others. 

Where do these subhumans come from? Didn't they have a mother and father, don't they have a heart. I suppose their behavior speaks for itself. Bastards!

MOM LOSES JOB AFTER KIDNEY DONATION TO HER SON

Updated: Tuesday, 13 Sep 2011, 12:15 PM EDT
Published : Monday, 12 Sep 2011, 5:11 PM EDT

PHILADELPHIA - "A Philadelphia mother ready to return to work after giving her son a kidney finds out she doesn't have a job to return to.


More: Lawyer Explains MLA Laws, How Donor Was Fired


If you're a mom, chances are you'd do anything for your child.Claudia Rendon didn't hesitate when her son needed one of her kidneys.


But she didn't think she'd have to choose between her child and her job. She's smiling now, but make no mistake, this has been the toughest year of Rendon's life."It was the hardest thing I ever had to go through, bury my mother," Rendon said.


Even as Rendon mourned her mom, she found out her father had leukemia, her uncle passed away, and her son's kidneys failed.


"Everything was coming down all at once. I felt like the best thing that happened to me this whole entire year was that God gave me the blessing of being able to give my son my kidney."


Through it all, Rendon showed up to work at the Aviation Institute Of Maintenance, in Northeast Philadelphia.
The company teaches would-be mechanics how to fix planes.

Rendon used her vacation time to be with her mother. But she needed a leave of absence to donate her kidney to her son.


"She saved my life basically,” says Alex Rendon. “Who else can say their mom gave them life two times?"


Before she left, she says her boss made her sign a paper, saying her job would not be guaranteed.


Sure enough, late last week, her supervisor told her he had hired someone else. Fox 29 tried to find out why the Aviation Institute Of Maintenance fired someone the company itself describes as a good employee.


"I have no comment and I'll have ask you to leave," said Rendon's former boss. (My words-not surprisingly, he refused to give his name)


The company had the right to terminate her employment under FMLA, or the Family Medical Leave Act. FMLA covers an employee for 12 weeks and Rendon took off less time than that. But she also worked for a small company with under 50 employees, and those companies operate under different FMLA rules.


An "unidentified" (Inserted by me) company representative also said it was in its legal rights to let Rendon go."
  

FYI-Corporate Offices Aviation Institute Of Maintenance Link is below: 

http://www.aviationmaintenance.edu/ 

FYI-The Web Site for this Company is at the link below:

http://www.aviationmaintenance.edu/aviation-philadelphia.asp

FYI-Email Address of the Philadelphia Branch Director is below:

directoramp@tidetech.com

THE ANSWER IS BLOWING IN THE WIND

It is impossible for me as much as I avoid the media to not immediately be drawn to stories of tragedies in some way similar to the horrific death of my son Steven Nathaniel Wolkoff.

I very much identify with parents that lose a child of any age, in particular when it is caused by the irresponsible acts of others who are operating automobiles under the influence of alcohol, drugs, cell phones, or other reasons of stupidity . 

I feel much of what these parents feel, in a way that no-one who hasn't experienced this unimaginable pain can ever understand. It is indescribable, the deepest darkest, non stop emptiness that lasts inside of us forever.

While this post is about three families, and 3 young innocent children, it is also about YOU. It not only concerns your loved ones, but how, and what we as a society, and yourself believe in trying to stop the killing of innocent victims. These three young people did not have to die.

Today's blog post is not pretty, but it is definitely worth it for everyone who has arrived at this page, to force yourself to read it all. You can try to hide from these issues but they may someday touch the life of someone you know, and are eating away at the fabric of our world as we know it.

In many cases there is in my personal opinion a rightful, indignant, deeply felt blame that many of us place on these deadly situations where Americans are killed by undocumented illegal aliens who are driving intoxicated and/or under the influence of other drugs, as well as on the dysfunctional legal system, all who almost always never reveal a shred of accountability, justice, honest remorse to the victims of these acts of horror. 

I recently became aware of the Denice family, where the young life of Matthew Denice has been snuffed out and his loving parents, family, friends, have suddenly, without any warning, lost a beloved child to the heinous acts of someone who was driving drunk, and is also an undocumented illegal alien.

                             REST IN PEACE MATTHEW DENICE

Matthew Denice, 23 years old lived and died in Milford, Massachusetts.The words, feelings below are directly taken from the "Justice for Matthew Denice" page written by the Denice family.

Their link is at: 

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Justice-For-Matt/260398700646811

	Justice For Matthew Denice

"Matthew was a wonderful person with his whole life in front of him and in 1 sec, it was taken by a drunk driver, I want people to know what he took, Matthew just graduated from Framingham State University, just started a new job, he leaves behind his loving parents an older brother, many Aunts,Uncles, cousins and many friends, Matt had the most beautiful smile, he loved the Red Sox, snowboarding, skateboarding and working on his car, Matthew we will never forget you , you will always be loved and missed. He was only 23 years old and he did not have to die. He lived life to the fullest and was a role model in the community who aspired to be a local police officer.  Please join his family and community in seeking justice for this massive loss".   According to the Milford Daily News: "A 23-year-old Milford man was killed Saturday evening after police say an intoxicated driver hit his motorcycle and dragged his body a quarter mile. Matthew J. Denice, of 22 Debbie Lane, was pronounced dead at Milford Regional Medical Center after the crash at 7:50 p.m.   Police arrested Nicolas Dutan Guaman, 34, of 10 Cherry St., Apt. 1, Milford, and charged him with vehicular homicide, driving under the influence of liquor, negligence, leaving the scene of an accident involving personal injury and death, possession of an open container in the motor vehicle, failing to stop for police, unlicensed operation of a motor vehicle, failure to yield at a stop sign, wanton or reckless conduct creating risk to a child, and resisting arrest. He is being held at the Milford Police station, said Sgt. John Sanchioni. Immigration and Customs Enforcement "does have an interest in him because of a question of his citizenship," said the sergeant. According to police documents, officers contacted the Ecuadorian Consulate following the crash.   Guaman, driving his 2004 black Ford pick-up truck, failed to yield at a stop sign at Congress and Fayette streets, striking Denice on his 2003 Buell motorcycle and dragging his body about a quarter mile, police said. Denice's body was dislodged from under Guaman's truck when he ran off the road at the corner of West Bancroft Street, said Milford Police Sgt. Mike Pighetti.   "According to accounts, families grilling outside and sitting on their porches heard the crash and about a half dozen people chased the pick-up truck on foot and banged on the door trying to get the driver to stop," said Milford Police Sgt. Mike Pighetti yesterday. After Guaman ran off the road, he ran away, police said. Police chased him and arrested him.   About an hour before the crash, Guaman's family told police Guaman was drunk when he left a party with his 6-year-old son and another man in the truck, said Pighetti. "We had been looking for the truck when the accident occurred," he said.   "It was horrible, horrible," said Pighetti. "This whole thing was horrible and unnecessary."The crash remains under investigation by state, regional and local police".  -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I have spoken many times before about the death of my son Steven Nathaniel Wolkoff

The sub human animal who started the deadly chain of events died immediately, while my son suffered fighting for his life for well over an hour, lying on a hot, asphalt highway in the middle the the Pacific Coast U.S. Highway 1 in California. There were numerous additional major factors that also involved negligent First Responders, Government Entities, and others that ultimately killed Steven. 

Steven's Memorial Page is briefly listed below. His full story can be found at the link: http://stevewolkoff.com.

                                                               

                                              In Memoriam:

              STEVEN NATHANIEL WOLKOFF

                September 23,1977 – June 21, 2008

"Tragedy knows no bounds. On Saturday, June 21^st, our dear friend and colleague Steve Wolkoff was killed in a five-car collision on Highway 1. A drunk driver, under the influence of drugs, ended Steve’s young life and there are no words to describe how devastated we all are.

Our deepest sympathies, thoughts and prayers are with the Wolkoff family. FreeWheel prides itself on hiring the very best and brightest and Steve was no exception.

As one of our colleagues said, “we wish him God’s peace.”

FreeWheel | 2008.06.28

WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU STEVEN

FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS. WE LOVE YOU.

                             YOUR FAMILY."

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Then there is the horrible tragedy of 4 year old American Juan Mendoza who was killed in San Francisco, California while crossing the street, holding the hand of his father, with the light green in his direction, when a woman driver, an American, busy texting on a cell cell phone, failed to stop at the red light in front of her, because her eyes were focused instead on the phone, and killed the beloved son of another family. She crushed this child, his mother saw it happen from her home and came running to her sons side, but there was nothing she could do to save her son.

I have had the unique pleasure of personally meeting Juan's mother several times and we have spoken, shared our broken hearts, the never ending pain, and loss of our sons. She is a hard working, wonderfully kind, loving human being, who it is an honor for me to know. The words, feelings below are directly taken from their memorial page.

                                                          

 

"This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Juan Mendoza who was born in California on March 26, 2002 and passed away on July 27, 2006 at the age of 4. We will remember him forever.
He left behind a father, mommy pregnant with Diego and sister Yissel.
He just had a lot dreams- a dreamer, perfect and loving son, my little spider man, he want to be police man, funny, smart, sad memories left behind, you was kill on the street for a woman who say was an ACCIDENT, she was driving and looking on her cellphone, you was waiting for you green light while she was enjoying her time on her cellphone, she cross the red light and the rest I can barely believe it, my loved son I miss you, I need you, PLEASE IF YOU DRIVE, DON'T USE YOUR CELLPHONE, don't destroye more families, don't KILL MORE CHILDS.
En loving memory of my partner, mi friend, mi big love......................
..........................my son ANGELITO.
I love you some much, and I miss you my love, rest on peace."

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THE ANSWER IS BLOWING IN THE WIND

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TURN, TURN, TURN.

I have been contemplating the meaning of who am I ever since I can remember. What makes me the same person throughout my life, yet different than everyone else? And who cares, is it even important or simply a philosophical exercise in futility?

I have thought about this for many years and believe that many people have false beliefs about our own personal inner self and that of others. 


We have expectations, images of the manner in which we view ourselves and others. There are also a variety of beliefs that we extend onto how others should feel, act, or respond to the different experiences of life.


Some see the always present glass as half full, or half empty. Others seem to get very uncomfortable, even bent out of shape when people express feelings that don't coincide with the "way it should be". 

If one is too optimistic or pessimistic, you are to be either avoided, chastised to change yourself. If someone is too happy or too sad despite the accurate, honest response of their feelings to life situations, it is often viewed by others as something that needs to be somehow fixed, changed to fit a more acceptable self norm.


I believe that when we see for ourselves the truth, ugly, beautiful, or a combination of each, it demands that we honestly reflect that which our beliefs, and self identity have now become, regardless of what others deem "appropriate" for us to be.


Thus, the question of where do we as individuals, in my case Jerry Wolkoff begin, and where do I end in my self identity as me?

I am an insatiable people watcher, always have been, and ironically at the same time, I dislike most people. Being a Social Worker by profession I find it fascinating since I am very good at what I do, yet  I sometimes refer to myself as the anti social, Social Worker.


I suppose that professional paradox for me is part of the strong compassion within my self to help deserving human beings by using the skills that I possess. It comes in large part from the humbleness of my life, the street smarts experienced as part of my personal life and "liking" the client is not required, I help others because I identify with them, thus the anti social Social Worker. It makes me a good Social Worker because it's based on honest, direct, heartfelt feelings and not hidden behind some psych intellectual phony textbook theory.



Now, suppose a person were in a fatal car collision. Your body is fatally injured, your two identical triplet brothers who are in the car with you survive, but both of their brains are destroyed.


Your brain is divided into two equal halves, and into each brother one half of your brain is successfully transplanted. After the surgery, each of the two living brothers believes himself to be you, remembers the memories of your life, experiences you had, and acts like you personality wise.


This scenario is not that impossible. In the field of modern medical neurosurgery There have already been surgical divisions of living brains resulting in two separate streams of consciousness.


So what has now happened? You have physically died, but has your inner self, your soul, the part of you that feels, thinks, experiences, it's still there, albeit in two "other" people, but have you survived? If you have survived, then who are you, what became of "them", are you now one, or both of these people?


I think this creates a conundrum of answers that don't really sort this out with solid clarity. I know what has logically happened in the above situation, yet I am not sure on a human emotional level, who is who.


The self is not all or nothing, it is under normal circumstances in a constant 24/7/365 flux state of changes. In this hypothetical radically extreme circumstance above, the self becomes even more murky than usual.


When in the process of dementia, coma, or death does a human being's self cease to exist? Studies suggest that after death the self can still hear auditory and visual sensations. 


If you are a believer in religion, then perhaps you have gone to heaven or hell. Others believe you become reincarnated, deja vu, or simply rot away. But is there such a thing as a soul, a perpetual memory bank of your life? If so, where does it exist?


All of this brings me back to the beginning. What does moral truth mean to ones self? Do we follow our intuition as to the realities as viewed by us or do we consider into this mix the realities defined for us, and often demanded by society, even by those who we are close to in personal relationships.


I cannot ignore, no matter how hard I try, the terrible suffering of other victims, in particular my older son Steven Nathaniel Wolkoff, my Father, my Sister, yet there is a part of me that wants to be optimistic about the future, to believe that a soul lasts forever.

I think of the undeserved pain, suffering endured by my loved ones and other innocent victims in the world, it will upset and haunt me forever, even though it's in the past, it's over, but it never really ends. Either you understand that or you don't, it just is that way.

The sarcasm, anger, sadness, mistrust, negativity that I express is real for me, it is an extremely honest, accurate and sane response from my inner self. Yet there is also compassion, love, and kindness that tries to uneasily co-exist within who I am. This balance is constantly changing and it is what my self morphs into at any given moment in time.

Has it all been worth it? Silly question as if I had a choice over the way things have evolved, or as some would believe who have never tasted the horrors of life, that I can and should smile, see the glass as half full. But that wouldn't be who I am, it would be my becoming what others think is best for me.

Will the ultimate sum of my happiness, love, positive affect, productivity, healing of so many other lives outweigh the suffering I have seen and feel?

I don't truthfully know the answer to that but there are times I feel yes, the good has outweighed the bad. My self has made a difference in a positive way in spite of everything else.

I will never know the moral, "correct" answer to my question about life, whether the soul continues to exist in some form for eternity. While believers definitely are comforted by their certainty to this, there is that "Jerry Brooklyn" ever present doubt that it's just a scam, a fantasy, too good to be true.

Perhaps I will be judged when I am gone as to my worthiness, or lack of it, and then as others before me, forgotten eventually by the passage of time. I don't even know if it matters in the grand scheme of things.

Despite the fact that life has beaten the crap out of me, I am a survivor. For me, it is very important, yes even essential, that what does matter about my life, any ones life, is that I know for myself I have done the very best, most honest that I am capable of as a legacy to have made life easier, better for others that I love, and by doing that, also for myself.

(LATEST UPDATE-SEPTEMBER 1, 2011): LEIBY KLETZKY MURDER.-RIP).

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FATHER SUES KILLER OF 8 YEAR OLD:

The father of Leiby Kletzky, the 8-year-old Chassidic Brooklyn boy who was kidnapped and murdered in July, has filed lawsuits totaling $200 million against Leiby’s killer and his father.

According to court documents disclosed Aug. 29, Nachman Kletzky filed the civil suit last week against Levi Aron, the New York Daily News reported. Aron has been charged with abducting Leiby as he walked home from camp, killing him and dismembering his body.

“Obviously the acts are horrific and horrendous, and the level of damages should reflect what those acts were,” Kletzky’s lawyer, Mark Goldsmith, told the Daily News. “This is as horrific an event as a family can go through.”

The suit, filed in Brooklyn Supreme Court, seeks $100 million in damages from Levi Aron. Another suit, also seeking $100 million, was filed against Aron’s father, Jack, the owner of the home in the Kensington section of Brooklyn where Leiby was killed.

The suit against Jack Aron accuses him of failing to monitor his son and allowing “tools of terror” to remain at the home, despite “knowing of the vicious … propensities of his son, Levi Aron.”

Levi Aron has confessed, but has pleaded not guilty to murder. He has been declared competent to stand trial. — jta

WHEN THE SHIT HITS THE FAN

Yes, for anyone that was wondering, I am still alive. I survived the latest epic disaster to strike the homeland.

Today in my neighborhood we finally had our electric power restored, six long days after saying goodbye to Hurricane Irene. Firecrackers were set off and car horns also blared to usher in this seemingly miraculous event. 

I found myself yelling a genuine Wolfman Jack howl, out my front window onto the street, an eerie sound I haven't uttered in a long time.


This past week was rare for us Easterners, both a 5.9 earthquake and a Hurricane, enough to rattle the strongest old timers a bit. Suffice it to say I never felt the earthquake, but "Irene was a bitch" as someone very close to me described her.

 
Actually the predictions of a hyped end of the world perfect storm scenario did not materialize. Not that it was a "walk in the park" either, and certainly to our Southern folks used to real mean Hurricanes, and West Coast residents they would call these a rain storm with some wind, and a mere vibration to stir a coffee cup.


Make no mistake about it, this Hurricane was over 1,000 miles big, so large, it would have covered all of Europe, and it was deadly.The toll from Hurricane Irene has been staggering, with damage so far topping $7 billion, at least 45 people dead, the worst flooding in 100 years hitting some States, and a million people still mopping up flood waters or waiting for power.

Residing in or near large urban metro areas is not an easy thing to put up with, never has been, and it is routinely stressful on those settlers who plant their roots in these parts. Life is filled with all types of dangers lurking from trying to survive the unique happenings of the "human" type, and the surprises of mother nature year round, among many other strange things.  

On Saturday night, I gathered my most valuable belongings, candles, flashlight, food, water, assorted other survival items, and hunkered down in a safe room in between floors, hedging my bets whether my biggest threat was trees falling on my house, or flooding filling my lungs. This was not as storm to take lightly and there was enough truth to its ferocity to warrant respect for its catastrophic potential.

Electric power was quickly lost and the rest is history as poorly supervised, vastly under staffed, local electric utility crews tried to locate the source of each outage.

In the past six months these crews have been reduced by several thousand workers who have been fired due to the "economic" situation, with an additional announcement by the Company upper management last week that several thousand more workers were to be fired AFTER the hurricane restoration efforts were completed, but true to the sub human style of what passes for leadership these days, did not specifically name those workers who were now expected to go fix the damage.

Just what one would expect from one of the most profitable electric Utility Company's, whose rates are among the highest in our Country. A great morale booster, motivational, leadership skills provided by typical incompetent upper management, all suited up in their pinstripes, waxing on about how hard "they" were working.

Their method for finding the specific power outage was witnessed by me, and you just can't make this stuff up. 

Sure the fancy tech maps show the electric grids that are without power, but do not have the ability to localize the problem any further.

That's where the amazing rocket science comes into the modern technological protocol. Dispatch two man crews, one poor shlep from the Utility Company walking every street in my community, and one Supervisor riding in a spanking new SUV along side of him, equipped with a 2 way mobile radio, and wherever the debris of trees are piled in the street, the walker guy goes into the backyard in front of that residence, to see if there is an electrical wire down. 

I saw it with my own eyes, talked to both workers, and this is their protocol, seriously, honestly. So six days without electric power is not so bad when one thinks of how many streets this two man team assigned to my area covered.

Some of my personal observations about the past few days are interesting to me as an observer of people and the way we interact or don't:

The point at which for two days there was no land line telephone service and no cell phone service as the telephony monopoly inferior infrastructure ceased functioning. If you needed help in an emergency, tough shit. Remember the old days before fiber optic cable when regular copper cable kept your land line phone working without any electricity required. 

The local store that gladly sold me a manual, tiny can opener for $14, and had plenty of more items for 'sale".

The privileged few locals who had gas operated generators so they could watch television, surf the Internet, turn a light on, watch their food spoil in the freezer just like the rest of us, and generally make a ton of noise that didn't stop until they ran out of gasoline. Oh yeah, they could still multi-task while reading in the bathroom unlike the rest of us who were in the dark.

The quest for knowledge in learning that the State Insurance Department, ever vigilant, had previously passed a statewide law that when a tree (in this case my tree) fell on the neighbors house, it was his Insurance company (not mine), which had to pay for the damages to his house caused by my tree. 

Naturally, since it was my tree, the Insurance Company's have that covered also to protect their not having to pay out any damages. This is the  tree I own but it did not damage my house, well then I had to personally pay for the full cost of having it chain sawed up and removed. Tough shit Jerry, just keep paying those increasing insurance premiums for the "not covered" clauses.

Of course, my local chain saw friend Pro was here to help me with a special price "just for neighbors like me", so it would be only $500 not the usual $800 to remove the tree.

Even the food in the supermarket that I had to buy to replace all my rotted stuff, had suddenly significantly increased in price in a matter of days, due to the laws of " being a greedy pig". 

The guy in the house behind me came to compare how much water we each had in our basements, proudly proclaiming that he had procured a gas pump that was quickly emptying his flooded house. But he couldn't lend me his pump as he needed it "just in case".

The not surprising result of this unscientific anecdotal study of mine once again verifies that most people will do anything to rip off others in a time of need, that its generally everyone for themselves in a time of crisis, and that human nature is like any other species of animal, it protects itself first from the rest of the herd.

In other words it is called "WHEN THE SHIT HITS THE FAN NO ONE CAN BE COUNTED ON BUT YOURSELF"

Just to rub more shit in our face, guess what came in the postal mail today, right on time. Yep, the hugely expensive inflated electric bill from the Utility Company. 

Mine was a mere $300 for one month, hey pin stripe suits cost a lot these days for the management, some one has to pay for it so they look neat while self congratulating themselves along with their local politician pals, for a "job well done, Brownie".

  

LATEST UPDATE - AUGUST 25, 2011-LEIBY KLETZKY MURDER-JUDGE CHEWS OUT LAWYERS FOR LEVI ARON

Accused killer Levi Aron, with attorneys Jennifer McCann and Pierre Bazile, in court earlier this month (AP)

The attorneys for Levi Aron, the man who confessed to killing and dismembering 8-year-old Hasidic boy Leiby Kletzky, have already defended themselves from criticisms once—but it seems they had to do it again yesterday, as a Brooklyn judge laced into the two for how they've handled the case so far.  

"What I am questioning is whether counsel has enough experience for a trial of this type of case," said Brooklyn Supreme Court Justice Neil Firetog.


Justice Firetog called the hearing to reprimand attorneys Pierre Bazile and Jennifer McCann for a series of goofs and gaffes during the pre-trial for Aron. According to the Times, he scolded them for complaining about the release of public documents, for discussing the case on their Facebook pages, and for not providing the Department of Correction an approved list of visitors for their client. 

He also questioned them over why they didn't stop Aron from giving an interview to the Daily News while in Rikers: "You're claiming your client's incompetent, and you're relying on him to make decisions?"


McCann defended using Facebook, saying she was responding to a group that was harassing her: “It was the quickest, easiest way to resolve my issues so the phone lines aren’t clogged up. I have a business to run, Your Honor.” The judge also wagged his finger at Bazile for misspelling “canon,” as it relates to ethics: “Two N’s means a cannon that shoots at something.”


Separate from their court apperance, McCann and Bazile gave formal notice that they would introduce psychiatric evidence at the trial, a filing necessary to pursue an insanity defense. Aron was previously found mentally competent to stand trial, despite a psychiatric evaluation which found that he has a personality disorder.

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