The Mancuso brothers asbestos fraud saga finally comes to a conclusion in federal court when a judge handed out sentences like party favors. Party's over! Everyone out of the pool! There's asbestos in there!
From the local paper, emphasis mine.
"Paul Mancuso, 45, was sentenced to 6 ½ years in federal prison as the mastermind behind an asbestos removal operation that he was prohibited from being involved in.
His father, Lester Mancuso, 71, was given 3 years in prison.
Paul Mancuso's brother, Steven Mancuso, was sentenced to 3-2/3 years in prison, or 44 months, for using his legal expertise as an attorney to conceal his brother's involvement in the operations.
Additionally, Paul Mancuso was ordered to pay a $20,000 fine for violating federal regulations by allowing asbestos to be dumped in a field and washed down a drain at a Utica school, and once again he is prohibited from engaging in any asbestos abatement business.
This is the fourth time Paul Mancuso has faced serious federal charges related to asbestos abatement"
Apparently, the sentencing was colorful with crying Italian nanas, attempted running away by defendants, and metaphorical backstabbing. I have to say metaphorical because actual backstabbing is a possibility. Both Paul and Steven tried to roll over on the third brother, Ronald, who masterminded stealing nearly $1 million in quarters from parking meters in downtown Syracuse from 2000 to 2005. Which he laundered in local businesses all over town. Including a local laundromat owned by the previous Mayor's father. “Their brother Ronnie was the rat, and he’s out,” says Joette Mancuso, wife of Paul and owner of Joettes Gifts in New Hartford, which was busted by the state police for selling counterfit designer womens accessories in 2007. Thanksgiving is gonna be kind of awkward at Casa Mancuso this year.
Speaking of Thanksgiving, the Utica police make an arrest for last year's Thanksgiving murder. Turns out the murderers were right here in the city the whole time!
The recently renovated local showcase Stanley Performing Arts Center which had over $20 million dollars of federal funds poured into it is failing to support itself by presenting programs that people want to see. Executive director exit stage left and the search is on for a new one who can convince people to spend money to come downtown after dark. Give out free cans of mace, and a police escort. Problem solved.
The Utica police bought an old armored Brinks truck for $10 and have been working with the welding department of the local community college to vandal proof it and fit it out with surveillance cameras. Then it will be parked in high crime areas. "The goal is not necessarily to make an arrest, but to alert the suspects that police are onto them." Police Chief Williams says. You hear that crims? The popo are on to your shenanigans.
ok, I'm done. For now.
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Sunday, June 13, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
I have an interesting weekend
I did lots this weekend and even remembered to take pictures. Which I won't get around to posting until tomorrow.
In the meantime, here is a Utica update. There was a gangsta style shooting in the parking lot of the Wallgreens not far from my home at a popular commercial intersection at two in the afternoon on Sunday. Apparently there were witnesses, and the lucky sonofabitch they were shooting at got away. At least he was seen running away, and someone was observant enough to note that the car had out of state plates. The police have no leads on the shooters or the shootee and no real hope of catching anyone. There was an indifferent quote in the paper from the police chief that said: “It isn’t too uncommon to see these parking lots used as drug deals”. Oh well, that's alright then.
I browsed the online comments on the story and even went to the odious Topix Utica forum and amongst the natives there is a general feeling of outrage regarding this latest civic enhancer. Not that crime happened, heck no. Crime happens here all the time. It's where it happened and when. This is not an approved activity for South Utica. The misunderstanding seems to lie in the fact that there is an ever increasing population of what most locals here call 'downstaters'. Downstaters are not the flannel wearing, pipe smoking hipsters that you would expect. They are talking about the unfortunate poverty level NYC refugees who are looking for cheap housing, proximity to the many local prisons and easy access to social services, Utica's main export.
It's ok newcomers. You just don't know our ways. It's simple. Here is the Utica code of conduct for crime. If you are going to set a fire in a home or business, it should be one that you actually own. That way, you get the insurance money and can open a new and better business in a better location. If you are going to steal, it should be white collar embezzlement to pay off your Indian casino credit card debt, or goombah related moneymaking activities. And please, if you are going to be so gauche as to shoot or stab someone, please do it in the dead of night, preferably in Corn Hill, our designated ghetto area. Thank you.
In the meantime, here is a Utica update. There was a gangsta style shooting in the parking lot of the Wallgreens not far from my home at a popular commercial intersection at two in the afternoon on Sunday. Apparently there were witnesses, and the lucky sonofabitch they were shooting at got away. At least he was seen running away, and someone was observant enough to note that the car had out of state plates. The police have no leads on the shooters or the shootee and no real hope of catching anyone. There was an indifferent quote in the paper from the police chief that said: “It isn’t too uncommon to see these parking lots used as drug deals”. Oh well, that's alright then.
I browsed the online comments on the story and even went to the odious Topix Utica forum and amongst the natives there is a general feeling of outrage regarding this latest civic enhancer. Not that crime happened, heck no. Crime happens here all the time. It's where it happened and when. This is not an approved activity for South Utica. The misunderstanding seems to lie in the fact that there is an ever increasing population of what most locals here call 'downstaters'. Downstaters are not the flannel wearing, pipe smoking hipsters that you would expect. They are talking about the unfortunate poverty level NYC refugees who are looking for cheap housing, proximity to the many local prisons and easy access to social services, Utica's main export.
It's ok newcomers. You just don't know our ways. It's simple. Here is the Utica code of conduct for crime. If you are going to set a fire in a home or business, it should be one that you actually own. That way, you get the insurance money and can open a new and better business in a better location. If you are going to steal, it should be white collar embezzlement to pay off your Indian casino credit card debt, or goombah related moneymaking activities. And please, if you are going to be so gauche as to shoot or stab someone, please do it in the dead of night, preferably in Corn Hill, our designated ghetto area. Thank you.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
I am fooled twice
Getting into the car this morning I was momentarily stumped to see the contents of the glove compartment all over the front seat and floor. The little flip top compartment where we keep the cd cases was open too, as was the slide that covers the change and cup holder. Then it dawned on me that my car had been ransacked again. It's not like we haven't been robbed before, but it has been awhile. Long enough for me to get complacent. Last night while I was sleeping not thirty feet away, some thug was searching my car for valuables. Well ha on you douchbag because I don't have any. After I got through the 'what happened here' phase and the relief that they didn't make a disgusting body fluids mess, I got a little angry with myself because despite past plundering, I forgot to lock the car, thus inviting scum to help themselves. This is reasonable but infuriating. Fool me once, shame you. Fool me twice, you are a giant f*cking a**hole.
Ten years ago when we bought our house we had hoped that the neighborhood would improve and overall it has maintained. I wouldn't walk around the block after dark but I feel pretty safe during the day and we have two big dogs. Go two or three block in nearly any direction though and you are in the ghetto. Two murders and three armed bank robberies since last year. All unsolved and most 3 blocks from my home. The police never catch anyone. It has been suggested by the local newspaper that since all the robberies are similar, and no one has been caught, perhaps they are the same person? Hmmm, possibly, it is admitted. There was another armed bank robbery this morning with shots fired. This one was across town. All the banks near my house must be out of money.
Ten years ago when we bought our house we had hoped that the neighborhood would improve and overall it has maintained. I wouldn't walk around the block after dark but I feel pretty safe during the day and we have two big dogs. Go two or three block in nearly any direction though and you are in the ghetto. Two murders and three armed bank robberies since last year. All unsolved and most 3 blocks from my home. The police never catch anyone. It has been suggested by the local newspaper that since all the robberies are similar, and no one has been caught, perhaps they are the same person? Hmmm, possibly, it is admitted. There was another armed bank robbery this morning with shots fired. This one was across town. All the banks near my house must be out of money.
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