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The crankiest former super has been up to some to dangerous activity today — he’s working the polls and trying to start a rebellion.  We saw him working the polls this morning at P.S. 185 on Ridge Blvd. and 86th Street (he’ll probably be there until 9PM tonight) and since then we spotted several signs that appear to be his work taped up along 3rd Avenue. 

Yes, the man who doesn’t pick his dog poop up and who locked all of the full garbage cans inside of the building that he lives in to spite his fellow tenants works the polls each year to help keep democracy going — but that’s not the juicy part, this is…

To quote the poor penmanship sans caps:

“I urge all New Yorkers not to vote for Bloomberg on 11-3-09, he raised sales tax 2x last 4yrs, closed fire houses, raised your cigarette prices, trash cans not getting picked up but 1x a day & none on wkends. rent stabilized apts. getting hit hard every yr. with high rent increases, because of his puppets, new ball parks built for Mets & Yanks & Ground Zero is still Ground Zero.  He runs a very corrupt police dept.  Ray Kelly belongs in a jail cell next to Bernie Kerik.  His cops are a bunch of drunks killing people, he did nothing to stop MTA from raising fares in 8 yrs.  If Yanks win World Series, he probably will have a parade.  Remember, the city is very broke.  Keep this in mind on Tues. 11-3-09  Kill the Motherf*cker”

Now, some of you might be asking if we saw the Crazy Super Signs author writing these signs or hanging them up.  To that, we must answer an astounding NO. 

That said, we do have a rather extensive library of his handwritten ramblings that go back over two plus years and have read his work extensively for years prior to that.  Using those as a frame of reference, it would appear as though this ’Kill the m-f’er’ sign was done by him. 

Don’t think that there was only one of these signs taped up.  Here’s another sign that lacks the ‘Kill the m-f’er.’  We find this lack of conviction of the part of the author to be quite purplexing.  All of the signs that we saw today appeared to be photocopies, this means that he ran off a few, then realized that he forgot one last detail and ran off several more.  Go figure.

We know of three others that were torn down throughout the day.

Happy Election Day!!!

This year we decided to watch the NYC Marathon on 4th Avenue between 90th & 91st Street in Brooklyn.  This spot is near the very beginning of the runners’ run along 4th Avenue and ii is used as a set up point for press, police and the general brouhaha. 

Several minutes prior to the lead male runners arriving along 4th Avenue Mayor Bloomberg’s motorcade zipped up and around 92nd Street, stopped and roughly a dozen and a half people ran out of four SUVs and towards a gas station.  As it turned out, everyone was there to assist Mayor Bloomberg and NYPD Commissioner Ray Kelly in jumping into this old convertible limousine that screamed, “Beware of the book suppository!” 

The limo had an old seal of NYC on it and we suppose it might have been used by Mayor LaGuardia or someone of the like.  Anyway, take a moment to look at this photo and find the guy on the left who is holding an orange hoodie — we’ll call him Rogue Runner. 

As the motorcade stopped and awaited the arrival of the lead male runners our Rogue Runner continued to undress and warm up to run the marathon as a rogue runner — basically running the NYC Marathon sans official number and the 2.5/3 miles of the beginning of the race.

While Mayor Bloomberg and Ray Kelly waited near the closed down Shell gas station our Rogue Runner walked over to the green dumpster on the property of Dentz Auto Repair.  He tossed his clothes inside, hesitated back to the street a split second and then walked back to the far side of a green dumpster and held himself in a manner that sure as heck appeared to be that of one who was relieving himself of bodily fluid in a public manner.

He did this while starring right at the motorcade.  Like, for real, it looked as though he was taking a leak in full view of the Mayor and Police Commissioner.  If he so chose to, he could have turned and hit the motorcade with a stream.  They were THAT close to one another.  

Yet the Mayor, the Commissioner and all of the cops were looking straightforward or at the few people taking photos of the comical seen — two tiny, short men in a giant car (they probably had to sit on booster seats) — none of them noticed Rogue Runner doing anything. 

After a couple of more minutes of waiting, the Mayor’s motorcade zipped off, Rogue Runner waited for the three and a half hour pack of runners to arrive and off he was. 

And THAT is what they don’t show you on television!