Having foreknowledge of a crime and not reporting it is a crime, right? I think your unnamed harasser needs to be informed of this.

The thing about the Don is he drove away many of the old characters from
the KTF Media Group threads. Sure, they were weird and maybe even a
little silly, but they brought personality, discussion, and good natured
humor to the site. The Don’s doctrinaire manner scared off other
readers who just had simple questions or wanted to cheer you on. Who
cares if they didn’t know anything about the Outfit other than what was
published in books? They were submitting questions, thereby helping your
site build credibility.

The Don slowly hijacked this site, and anyone he didn’t consider to
be “on the know” or “in the know” was an outsider. The only one that
could win with him was Black Angelo who chewed people out when they
would ask questions he thought were dumb. Black Angelo also had an
annoying tendency to take minor details you would share in the threads
and present them at a later time as if they were his own.

I hope the other readers slowly make their way back to the threads.
ANP is, after all, in a New Era, minus the Don and Black Angelo (and
SQE, thank God).

I’d like to take a moment here to personally
appeal to one reader, Teets, in particular. He brought a lot of
discussion and (probably unintentional) humor to the site and really
embodied the spirit of what these threads used to be like. I hope he
isn’t gone for good.

Joe, take care, and good luck with your New Era. I will be tracking your progress.

Best wishes.

Moylan, if you’re reading this, I demand an explanation for the braces. You’re a grown man and a mayor of a major suburb. You should be above dental aesthetics. How your colleagues can take you seriously with a mouthful of metal like Jan Brady is beyond me. You got some explaining to do, Your Honor.

I didn’t mind Black Angelo as much as the Don. Does BA ever attempt to crawl back in through the window? His main faults we’re being a Marco D’Amico partisan & blindly siding with the Don more often than not. Aside from that, he was OK.

In all fairness, I would like to point out that former mayor of Des Plaines, Tony Aredia (another suspicious Italian-American, in my opinion), was in office at the time Cerone collaborated with the DPPD to target me.

Joe, it’s me (Teets) back from the dead (LOL). My boss
suspended my internet access at work, temporarily. My stupid boss caught me
bickering with some other people on a ‘disco sucks’ forum, meanwhile he was
monitoring my computer activity from the secrecy of his office. As a
consequence, my boss disabled my web browser for 16 weeks, unfortunately. I’m
still pissed at my dumb boss, of course. He yelled at me in front of the entire
staff (his face became red), and everyone was cracking up like a bunch of
laughing hyenas, embarrassingly. My boss read me “the riot act.”

I just so happen to have a story to share about none other
than the Chicago mafia—aka the Chicago Outfit. A while back, I was at the movies.
Normally, the movies are pure bliss to me. (God bless the movies.) But this time
I drank too much of my cherry slush and halfway through the show, I had to
get up, walk down the aisle (excuse me, pardon me, sorry…), and head for the
bathroom. Just as I was about to enter the Men’s Lavatory, some little kid
rushed out and almost bumped into me. (Watch where you’re going…)

But who was standing behind the kid? None other than one
Salvatore “Solly D” DeLaurentis. Joe, I’m sorry to break it to you, but
Solly D looks a lot different nowadays. Sadly, he no longer has the map of Sicilia
(Sicily) on his face. Solly D took one glance at me and said, “you gotta
problem, pal?” I said “nope” and then I rushed past him because I had to “wiz” like a boss. Solly D probably
mistook me for a pervert or kidnapper, unfortunately, and the kid was probably
his grandson or even some orphan from one of those Big Buddy
programs. (Solly D would make an amazing Big Buddy to some poor orphan, to say
the least.)

Later, our movies ended around the same time and as fate
would have it, Solly and I almost reconnected with each other in the lobby. Solly D and
his group were in a hurry to leave, but I noticed they were stuck near the
crowded “EXIT.” Interestingly, they were also stuck near this loud group
of knuckleheads who were shouting abuse at each other and
yelling crude remarks about passing gas (aka
farting). All of a sudden I detected an
appalling smell (extremely foul odor) that soon filled the entire lobby.
It was worse than the smelliest stench in all of India, most likely.

Here’s
what impresses me about guys like Solly D. He did not
giggle or even crack a smile once and neither did the kid, to
my surprise. (Solly coached him well, obviously.) I was astounded by
this because I was
laughing hard at the situation. Luckily, I was also using my hand to fan
the odor away from my nostrils. But Solly D was ALL business.
He had no time for laughs or funny gestures while leaving the theater,
to say
the LEAST.

Look, Joe. You’ll get no argument from me that Solly D
enjoys comedy, in as much. Lee wouldn’t
associate with guys who did not have a sense of humor. But if there’s one thing
Solly D despises more than anything, it is a spectacle. He hates large-scale
public displays of any kind, and the same goes for ALL Outfit guys. At the movies, those stinky
chuckle-heads were making spectacles of themselves, and Solly D and his
companions would not indulge them in the LEAST. (All of a sudden, my mind
flashed to an alternative scenario where Solly D and the kid beat these smelly
clowns to a pulp while shouting abuse at them in Italian. Maybe that would
have happened 20 to 25 years ago.)

Tragically, this encounter was a lost opportunity to get the
scoop on some pressing Outfit-related issues that I have. I wish I had the
courage to ask Solly D whether Vic (Tartan) was present when Lee died,
or if Marco commanded Vic to wait outside in the car, instead. I feel
like ANP’s readers never got a straight answer to this question several months
ago. It puzzles me, to say the least. Regretfully, I blew my chances with Solly on
this occasion. (My gut tells me that Marco said to Vic, “Get outside right
now!”)

Just
when I thought I was done researching the Outfit, I
still sometimes end up using nearly all of my energy focusing on Lee,
Marco, Vic, and
Solly D. Unfortunately, I sometimes get exhausted thinking about them.
Marco
and Solly are all that remain, to this very day. And frankly, I’m
getting tired
of seeing so much of Marco around town, smoking his electronic
cigarettes and
drinking coffee from stacks of paper cups. I feel like I can’t go
anywhere without bumping into Marco. He haunts a lot of different places
up and down Cermak
Road in the suburbs, for your information. It’s almost as if Marco “the
Mover” D’Amico is your average old
man, unfortunately. The word I’m look for is ACCESSIBLE. Marco is
accessible, to say the LEAST (these days).

K.O.K.O. (aka “Keep on keepin on”)

(LOL)

Teets

Mickey Marcello was released from prison yesterday. Is he expected to stay retired from the life? It’d be interesting to hear what your sources think about this.