FOR THE RECORD: Bill Rosendahl, councilman of CD 11 (Venice Beach) had an INSANE and UNSAFE idea, to allow the Rec & Parks Department to issue "Special Event" permits, and not require ANY police to be on hand.
On 11/17/11, I was in the "open to the public," cement park space, at Venice Beach boardwalk area. There was a film crew shoot, permitted to film in the public space, but the space was STILL open for ALL, at the same time. I took out my phonecam (ZumaCAM) and began to document the scenario, as I have so many times, in the past. (AGAIN, the crew was permitted to have their equipment and do their commercial shoot in the area, which required a permit. But, the permit was limited, and did not block off the area, or give the film crew any additional rights or ability to make any restrictions on anyone else)
It's a sensitive issue, because you have a film crew, issued a permit to film, but THIS type of permit, issued by Rec & Parks, does not close off the area from the public, and anyone can do whatever they are allowed to do (under 1st Amendment), as if the film crew was not there.
So as I pull out my camera and begin narrating, a big guy, who looked like a gang member, grabbed me by the collar, with both hands, in broad daylight, as hundreds of people watch, with cameras and maybe even a police that may have walked by -- and walks me across the park and ejects me onto the sidewalk.
NO SECURITY FROM THE SET EVEN ASKED ME TO QUIET DOWN, OR EVEN APPROACHED ME...AND NO ONE DID A THING TO PULL THE THUG OFF OF ME. THAT'S BECAUSE HE WAS THE ONE REALLY ENFORCING MUNICIPAL AND FEDERAL LAWS ON THE OPEN TO THE PUBLIC SPACE! ENFORCING THUG LAWS...NOT REAL LAWS...ZD WAS ALLOWED TO BE THERE, FILMING, TOO.
[SO LAPD NEEDS TO BE PART OF ALL PERMITTED EVENTS, FROM NOW ON!]
Interesting side note: Upon telling my story to a Venice boardwalk pal, he informed me that the film crew had paid at least two other people to go away, who were making noise. One of them I know was Harry Perry. SO THIS SAYS TO ZD, that the film crew KNEW they did not have the right to limit/restrict/kick out/grab by collar and drag (falsely imprison) people off the set.
BUT THE PART THAT HAUNTS ME, EVEN WORSE....Then, when I was speaking to the Lieutenant, asking for an officer to respond to the scene, some other cop walks over and starts poking me in the chest, repeatedly.
CAN A MUTHER FUCKING CONSTITUENT GET A FUCKING BREAK, BILL? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN YOUR DISTRICT? YOU ILLEGALLY VIOLATE MY RIGHTS, FOR 4 YEARS, UNTIL A FEDERAL JUDGE HAS TO MAKE YOU STOP, YOU ASSHOLE-MUTHERFUCKER-SON-OF-A-BITCH, PRICK!
THEN, YOU CALL OFF THE SETTLEMENT TALKS, AFTER OFFERING 5 DIGITS, AFTER LOSING IN FEDERAL COURT ON A 4 YEAR VIOLATION?
HOW ABOUT, GO FUCK YOURSELF WITH ALL 20 OF YOUR HENS, YOU NUTTY-FUCK!
HOW ABOUT, GOOD LUCK ON YOUR RE-ELECTION, YOU SPINELESS-COWARDLY, DO-NOTHING, SON-OF-A-LONG-LINE-OF-LOSERS! I WILL BE THERE WITH ALL THE EVIDENCE THAT IS BEING FORWARDED TO ME! THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO DO NOT WANT YOU TO BE RE-ELECTED. AND I AM ALSO ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE. AND I WILL MAKE SURE IT IS THE UGLIEST, MOST DISTASTEFUL, REELECTION CAMPAIGN ANY ELECTED OFFICIAL HAS EVER BEEN FORCED TO ENDURE. MY GOAL IS TO HAVE YOU SIMPLY QUIT, AS YOU RUN OUT OF THE TOWN HALL FORUM, CRYING IN HUMILIATION!
BACK ON POINT: SO I COULDN'T EVEN TAKE IT, WITH THE THOUGHT OF THAT FUCKING LAPD MONKEY-BRAIN MORON, JABBING HIS MONKEY PAWS INTO MY CHEST, OVER AND OVER!!!! WHAT IF LOST MY TEMPER, AND FUCKING PUSHED HIS HAND OUT OF MY CHEST. (I'd be face down in the cement, hog tied and carried away.)
I COULDN'T SLEEP, CAUSE MY HEART WAS POUNDING WITH THE THOUGHT OF THAT MONKEY-BRAIN, MORON-MONKEY JABBING HIS MONKEY PAWS INTO MY CHEST, OVER AND OVER AND OVER!!! FUCK THAT MONKEY-BRAIN MORON! WHO THE FUCK DOES HE THINK HE IS, THAT DUMB MONKEY-BRAIN?I was talking to his BOSS!!! I THINK HIS BOSS WAS CAPABLE OF HANDLING THE DISCUSSION HERSELF, MONKEY-BRAIN! And then you can't express your thought and emotions with words. Only THUG POKES IN THE CHEST...WORSE THAN WHAT THE GANG MEMBER DID, WHO I WAS TALKING TO YOU ABOUT, MONKEY-BRAIN MORON LAPD COPPER MUTHERFUCKER! AND I CAN'T POKE BACK OR MOVE HIS HAND AWAY FROM MY CHEST.
WHAT GANG COULDN'T OFFICER #KNIGHT (MONKEY-BRAIN MORON) GET INTO, SO HE HAD TO SETTLE FOR BEING A COP...BUT COULDN'T GET THE "HOOD" OUT OF HIS HEAD!
SO WHEN I WOKE UP TODAY, I WANTED TO BE FUCKING DEAD, OVER ALL OF THIS, BILL ROSENDAHL, YOU DUMB-MUTHERFUCKER, WITH 20 HENS UP YOUR ASS!
AND I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO....I WANTED TO BE DEAD!!!! I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE STUCK IN THIS BROKE AND BANKRUPT GANG INFESTED ILLEGALLY RUN CITY...IT'S TOO UNSAFE!!!! I COULD BE IN FLORIDA WITH THE REST OF MY FAMILY, TO TAKE CARE OF ME (since I'm now disabled and unable to work according to the County doctor.)...BUT THAT WORTHLESS CLOWN LOSER CITY ATTORNEY (TRUTANICH) CANCELLED THE SETTLEMENT TALKS...SO I AM STUCK HERE FOR DEPOSITIONS, WHEN I THOUGHT WE WERE ALMOST WRAPPED....SO TAKE 10 OF THOSE HENS AT YOUR HOUSE AND SHOVE EM UP YOUR ASS, ROSENDAHL! AND TAKE 5 OTHERS AND SHOVE EM UP TRUTANCH'S ASS...AND TAKE THE OTHER 5 AND SHOVE EM UP NORM "KUKU" KULLA! (The biggest waste of money, anyone has ever wasted money on. WHAT A TRUE SCHMUCK!"
Someone from Eagle Rock drove across town, during 9am rush hour traffic, to rush some food over to ZD, so that the following post, remains a "parody." BUT THIS IS THIN ICE, ROSENDAHL, YOU SON OF BITCH, NON-MONOGAMOUS, SON-OF-A-BITCH! WHEN THIS IS THE REAL ONE, I WANT TO BE QUITE CLEAR: IT'S ON YOU, MUTHERFUCKER! YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU! YOU FUCKING GOING-STRAIGHT-TO-HELL, FOR WHAT YOU DID TO OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES, ASSHOLE! YOU DESTROYED LIVES. MINE AND EVERYONE ELSE...LIKE PARENTS WHO LOST THEIR KIDS TO FOSTER HOMES...CAUSE OF YOUR ILLEGAL LAW, YOU "GET-PUSHED-ALL-AROUND-BY-EVERYONE, CAUSE YOU'RE A FOUR PUSSY-OWNING (WHEN THREE IS THE LIMIT)," THREAT TO PUBLIC SAFETY!
AND NOW YOU GOT GANG MEMBERS RUNNING SECURITY ON YOUR BULLSHIT EVENTS!
YOU GOTTA GO, BITCH! I'LL BE THERE, ALL REELECTION SEASON.....IN THE FRONT ROW, BITCH! YOU BETTER HOPE THIS BECOMES REALITY:
HERE'S THE RESULT OF MR. MONEY PAW TAPPING AWAY AT MY CHEST, AND 5 YEARS OF BILL ROSENDAHL'S ILLEGAL BULLSHIT IN MY LIFE! [THIS IS SOMETHING I HAD TO DO AT THE MOMENT, TO PREVENT IT FROM BECOMING REALITY. LUCKILY, MOST OF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, WHY. And if Eagle Rock reader didn't drive thru rush hour traffic at 9am, IT COULD HAVE BEEN ACTUAL BREAKING NEWS! (So, I got $40 bucks in my pocket and DAYS worth of nutrition to catch up on. See you Sunday morning.)