Is Heroes Moving Too Slow for Television?

Heroes remains entertaining and intriguing, even as it frustrates. I’m a sucker for anything involving superheroes and, therefore, I should be eating this show up. And, to be fair, I kind of am. However, I do have doubts about its future and, although the next two episodes may extinguish those fears, Heroes is going to need to step on the gas pedal, and soon.

Let’s face it: if you were to combine the first three episodes of Heroes into a film, it would be a Robert Altman movie. The characters are vaguely connected, if at all, and it’s beginning to get tedious jumping from one story to the next, knowing that we may only see a character once or twice an episode. Heroes, as it stands now, is a series of vignettes whose only through-line is the fact that these people have superpowers which, crazily, they’ve only now discovered, at roughly the same time.

Ensemble dramas are hard enough to pull of when all the characters reside in the same zip code, but become exponentially more difficult when you scatter them across the country. The vignettes are interesting, but at this point we understand all the Heroes and their powers. The sheer amount of exposition us viewers have experienced is staggering.

We’re not stupid. We know that the main characters will eventually interact. By extension, we’re aware that the conflicts they face before they meet are, ultimately, inconsequential. It’s not unexpected when Ali Larter’s stripper character eludes the small-time gangsters. I want to see her (and her mirror twin) face the real baddies.

I’ll admit that when a show has you greedy for action (as I am), it’s done its job. Passion in any way is a success, and avoiding indifference is what really matters. Heroes has the potential to be great and I’m convinced that either a) the creators are toying with us, building the story slowly with the knowledge of a spectacular payoff, or b) they don’t know where they’re going and the writers are spinning their wheels, trying to milk as many episodes out of as little action as possible. Whatever the case, Heroes has me watching and, though a little frustrated, I plan on giving the show a chance to wow me. Or disappoint me. Who knows?

Is There a Standard Disciplinary Technique to Children?

Kids and those in their pre-teen years all need parents’ guidance and understanding. In correlation with this, is the need to practice a sound disciplinary measure to make them follow the correct path. It has always been said that “spare the rod, spoil the kid”. True enough, there are parents who make use of stricter measures to impose discipline on their erring children. While this method is widely used many years ago, it is no longed condoned nowadays.

Many parents found themselves facing incarceration after being sued for hurting their own children, whether physically and psychologically. Studies conducted on children show that inflicting harsh punishments on children causes mental disorders that may affect them more than we perceive. There are even some who become mentally unstable.

There are a lot of lawbreakers and killer who have been found out to have been abused physically by parents and other people in the name of discipline. Fathers and mothers who thought of pulling their children in line by punishing, have unknowingly created a potentially harmful person. Psychologists say that more criminals were unknowingly bred to be thus by their own parents than by outside gangsters.

There are a lot of books advocating correct disciplinary measures, but parents know that there are no such thing as standard disciplinary measures. If there are, they won’t be applicable to all children. Even the most expert on parenting would certainly agree with that fact. Some children responds well to simple advice and would stay in line without much effort on the part of the parent, but there are also some who will not, unless you implement stricter measures.

Children needs parents to mold them but sometimes, it is parents who learn from their children. Sometimes, it is the children who shows the parent the correct way of treating another human being, because most of what parents do to their children would eventually come back to glorify or haunt them, depending on how they did.

How Shoko Tendo’s Tattoos Transformed Her Life And Inspired Mine

Simply Magical. It is not everyday that a book inspires you with so much courage and strength to face the difficulties in your life.

The book which I am referring to is Yakuza Moon, which was written to reflect the life story of the author Shoko Tendo. Born in 1968 into a family headed by a yakuza or Japanese gangster Dad, she underwent an arduous upbringing after falling into bad company at a tender age. Descended from medieval gamblers and outlaws, the yakuza were long portrayed as latter-day samurai, bound by traditions of honor and duty while living extravagant lives. Dad was the gang leader linked to the Yamaguchi-gumi, the largest yakuza group, led a “classic” yakuza life replete with Italian suits and imported fast cars.

To be fair, Dad never really spoke about his yakuza business while at home and brought Tendo up to have impeccable manners.

But surrounded by bad influences, Tendo flunked her early school education, morphed into a yanki or teenage gangster and lost her virginity to her first boyfriend when she was barely in junior high school. And as if life wasn’t tough enough, she became addicted to thinner-sniffing and “speed” or marijuana, and ended up in a reformative centre after getting caught in a gang fight.

Eight months later, she was released only to learn that Dad fell seriously ill with tuberculosis. Her family was in total shambles cowering from daily visits by rowdy debtors amid mounting debts. In a state of numbness and denial, she continued her regular fix of drugs, mixing with bad company, suffered from multiple rape incidents and engaged in casual sordid sex in “love hotels”.

In short, she had become a total rebel drifting aimlessly from day to day, and – get this – she was barely eighteen then. It was the kind of growing pains that would move any reader to tears.

Life for Tendo then took on a different perspective at age twenty-one when she was bundled into a tattoo shop by an old acquaintance. Though she was exposed to irezumi or full-body tattoos throughout her life, it was the first time she had felt so deeply about skin art. Transfixed and true to her character, she impulsively decided to get herself tattooed from the base of her neck down to the tips of her toes, with a design centered on a geisha with a dagger in her mouth. And on each of her arms was a tattoo of dragons.

Strangely, since getting the tattoos, her attitude took on a complete change and a whole new meaning. Such was the emotional power and influence of tattoos that they can turn a person ravaged by a rough upbringing around overnight. Literally, empowerment came when she had herself tattooed.

Then on her twenty-second birthday got married to a yakuza member who had to chop off his left pinky in order to prepare for his marriage by leave his gang. However, the joyous occasion had a bitter-sweet aftertaste for her as she had been raped by her possessive and mentally unstable ex-boyfriend the day before.

Shortly later, she was forced to abort her first child as she and her husband was simply too poor to afford raising one. Reality was extremely harsh on the both of them.

But the cruelties of life did not quite end there. Two days after she received her first paycheck as a married woman, her mother suffered a massive stroke and died shortly thereafter, without recovering. Depressed by blow after blow in life, she caved in and attempted suicide using sleeping pills. Luckily, she was rescued by hospital staff only to receive news that her Dad was dying from stomach cancer. God help her!

The loss of both parents finally brought Tendo to her senses. Determined to leave behind her seedy past, she plunged her life into work, marked by the opening of her first saving account ever at thirty years old. In fact, she eventually managed to save enough to buy her parents proper dignified burial plots.

Now in her late thirties, Tendo is completely free from her turbulent past and leading a blissful life with her young daughter, something which Tendo had resigned to not having for the longest time. Her life story has taught us to cherish and treasured fully our loved ones. Compared to what she went through, most of the problems we faced are simply too insignificant. Remember: No conflict is too much to be resolved – swiftly. Unfortunately, the tattoos on her will remain – a stark and vivid reminder of her days of being wild. I wish her the best.

Album Review: Volbeat – Outlaw Gentlemen and Shady Ladies

So the other day I am talking to a colleague and she says “Have you checked out Volbeat”, to which my response was “What on God’s green Earth is a Volbeat?” It kind of sounds like a Danish kitchen aid and as it turned out I have one part of that correct, the Danish part. Volbeat are a Danish metal band that formed in Copenhagen and released their first studio album The Strength/The Sound/The Songs in late 2005. The band would have success on the Danish music charts with their debut album reaching No. 18, however this was just the start as the band’s second album Rock The Rebel/Metal The Devil (2007) would debut at No. 1. In 2008 the band would go straight to No.1 on the Finnish music charts with the release of their third album Guitar Gangsters & Cadillac Blood and in 2010 the band would release their next album Beyond Hell/Above Heaven before headlining the Download Festival in June of that year. They would also join Metallica, Megadeth, Anthrax and Slayer on the “Big Four Tour” as the opening act at a show in Switzerland.

So this brings us to 2013 and the newest addition to their catalogue Outlaw Gentleman & Shady Ladies. Not having heard a Volbeat record before I really didn’t know what they were about and honestly after listening to the album, I am still not sure. I’ll explain, Volbeat simply cannot be labelled as a metal band and left at that, because what Volbeat do is incorporate a variety of other styles of music into their brand of metal. Anything from rockabilly to country, from rock to thrash metal and even schlager music, which is prevalent in Central and Northern Europe. The only other band I can relate to along these lines is Faith No More, with their fusion of rock/jazz/funk/metal.

The record begins with Let’s Shake Some Dust which is an instrumental of wild, wild west proportions, if you close your eyes and listen you can imagine Clint Eastwood or John Wayne in a good old fashion shoot ’em up scene. From there the album launches into Pearl Hart, the first of many odes to gunslingers, this is a pretty catchy hard rock track and you might find yourself singing this one all day. The Nameless One features a really cool spaghetti western flavoured guitar solo, while it tell the tale of a couple who have passed into the afterlife and try to escape the from the Outlaw Ghoul. Dead But Rising is a heavier track, as is Room 24 which features guest vocals from King Diamond, personally I found this to be the weak link of the album. The Hangman’s Body Count could have easily been a Metallica song, and speaking of Metallica, have you ever wondered what Metallica would sound like if they added a banjo? Well neither have I, however if I did I would imagine it would sound a lot like Doc Holliday, which by the title is pretty self explanatory if you are up to speed on your Wyatt Earp/American wild west history.

All in all what Volbeat have created here is a really enjoyable 14 track album, that isn’t quite a concept album, but does pay tribute on a regular basis to heroes and outlaws of the wild west. I cannot tell you about any of their previous work or compare this album to past efforts as I am arriving a little late to the Volbeat party, but in terms of this record I was quite pleasantly surprised at what I heard and I believe I would like to hear some more.

Sample 5 Paragraph Essay

A five paragraph essay is one with five paragraphs. This simply means that all the ideas of the chosen topic are organized to fit into just five paragraphs. It is made up of the introductory paragraph which contains a thesis statement.

This statement tells the general idea of the essay. For example if I were to write a sample five paragraph essay on examination malpractice in medical studies, the introduction could be “the problem of examination malpractice in medical studies is one that that has refused all the strategies adopted to eradicate it. This situation has caused a lot of problems for medical studies in all aspects.”

The above introduction tells anyone what the essay is all about and at the same time hints on what to come in the following paragraphs: how examination malpractice has caused problems in Medical studies. The following paragraphs in a five paragraph essay then pick the points and then discuss them with supporting details, giving examples when necessary. Each of these paragraphs carries a topic sentence which is a summary of the idea in that particular paragraph.

For example, at the following paragraph I could say “children who involve themselves in examination malpractice grow up to be dangerous to the society” that is the topic sentence and it simply tell the reader what is to be discussed. I could go ahead and back it up by further explaining that “children who commit exam malpractice in school may cheat their way through school and pass their examinations probably at the top of their class, but when the time comes for them to practice they will have nothing to offer. They end up getting jobs and getting sacked from their jobs. Finally they end up jobless and may turn into high way robbers or gangsters.

The same applies for the other two paragraphs of a five paragraph essay. The details supporting the ideas should be linked and events should follow a logical order as seen above. The last stage of this sample five paragraph essay is the conclusion. The conclusion carries the thesis statement only paraphrased, and leaves the reader with something to remember. For example, the sample five paragraph essay could end in this manner” examination malpractice is not something anyone should involve in especially if that person wants to be great and well recognized in the future.

American Mobster – Owney Maddon – Head of the Gophers Street Gang

Owney “The Killer” Madden was an anomaly in the world of New York City gangsters, mainly because he was not Italian, or even Jewish. Madden was British, the son of an relocated Irish dockworker; born and bred, and dedicated for life to his homeland — merry old England. In fact, even though Madden was an American criminal for six decades, he didn’t give up his English passport until 1950, after he was threatened with deportation.

Owen “Owney” Madden was born at 25 Somerset Street, in Leeds, England, on December 18, 1891. In need of work, his father moved the Madden family to Liverpool. In 1903, when young Madden was only 12, his father died and his mother re-located the family to America, settling on the west side of Manhattan, in a treacherous neighborhood called “Hells Kitchen.” Madden fell in with a rough-and-tumble gang known as the Gophers and he became proficient in the favored crimes of the era; robberies, muggings and labor racket beatings. Madden was adept at using a myriad of weapons, including a slingshot and brass knuckles, but his favorite weapon was a lead pipe wrapped in newspaper. His main source of income was the “insurance business,” where Madden sold “bomb insurance” to scores of local merchants, who were worried about having their businesses bombed, from none other than Madden himself. As a member of the Gophers, Madden was arrested forty-four times, but managed to stay out of prison every time.

When he was seventeen, Madden earned his nickname “The Killer,” because he shot to death an unarmed Italian in the street, for no reason, other than he could do it. After the killing, Madden stood over the dead body and announced to the assembled crowd, “I’m Owney Madden!” By the time he was twenty-three, Madden had at least five other murders to his credit.

One time, Madden’s braggadocio almost cost him his life. On November, 6, 1912, at the Arbor Dance Hall, which was in the heart of the territory controlled by the Gopher’s rivals – the Hudson Dusters, Madden strolled into the hall by himself during a dance given by the Dave Hyson Association. He was watching the proceedings from the balcony, when eleven Hudson Dusters surrounded him and filled his body with six pieces of lead. He was rushed to the hospital, where a detective asked Madden who shot him.

“Nothin’ doin,'” Madden said. “It’s no business but mine who put these slugs into me. My boys will get them.” By the time Madden was released from the hospital, six of his eleven assailants had already been shot dead.

While Madden was recuperating, one of his fellow Gophers, Little Patsy Doyle, thought he could use Madden’s weakened condition as a reason to take control of the gang. Yet the main cause of Doyle’s ire was that Madden had stolen Doyle’s girlfriend Freda Horner away from him. When word got back to Madden about Doyle’s intentions, he used Miss Horner to lure Doyle to a saloon on Eight Avenue and Forty-First Street, where Madden and two of his gunmen shot Doyle dead. Madden was arrested three days later, and at his trial, Miss Horner turned the tables and testified against Madden. He was sentenced to Sing Sing Prison for 10-20 years, but did only eight, being released in 1923.

When he hit the streets again, Madden found his Gophers gang had dissipated, so he threw himself head-first into the bootlegging business. There Madden moved up in class and was considered the equal of such mobsters as Lucky Luciano, Frank Costello, Louis Lepke, Bugsy Siegel and Meyer Lansky. Madden also dabbled in the night club business, opening the legendary Cotton Club in Harlem, which he bought from former heavyweight champion Jack Johnson.

His relationship with Johnson, segued Madden into the boxing business, where he nurtured the career of Italian carnival freak, the six-foot-six-inch, 285-pound, Primo Canera. Madden fed Canera so many stiffs and set-ups, the no-talent Canera was able to win the heavyweight championship of the world. He did so by landing an invisible punch against champion Jack Sharkey in the 6th round at the Madison Square Garden Bowl, in Long Island City. Sharkey obviously took a dive and was reportedly paid handsomely to do so. The first time Madden put Canera in tough, against Jewish heavyweight sensation Max Baer, he was knocked down ten times, before the referee mercifully stopped the fight in the 11th round. Of course, Madden made big money betting on Baer, who, because of Canera’s feared reputation, went into the fight as a slight underdog.

In 1932, Madden was arrested on a parole violation, and when he was released a few months later, he decided he had accumulated enough cash in a lifetime of crime to relocate to Hot Springs, Arkansas. There Madden opened several casino/hotels, which were used as hideouts for New York City mobsters on the lam, and he even married the Postmaster’s daughter. Madden was granted United States citizenship in 1943, and after being stricken with emphysema, Madden died in his bed in 1965, at the ripe old age of 74. He was said to have amassed a fortune of $3 million, but not surprisingly, none of that money was ever found after his death.

Mobsters, Gangs – Johnny "Dio" Dioguardi

If there was a way to make an illegal buck, Johnny” Dio” Dioguardi, called by Bobby Kennedy the “master labor racketeer,” had his sticky fingers in the pot. Dio was such a treacherous thug at a young age, in 1936, U.S. Attorney Thomas E. Dewey claimed Dio was, “A young gorilla who began his career at the age of 15.”

Johnny Dio was born Giovanni (John) Ignazio Dioguardi on April 28, 1914, on Forsyth Street in downtown Manhattan. Dio had three brothers: Frank and Vincent, who were legitimate guys, and Tommaso, or Thomas, who became, as did Johnny Dio, a capo in the Luchesse crime family. Dio also had an unnamed sister who can be identified only as “Mrs. Dioguardi-Priziola.”

Dio’s father Giovanni B. Dioguardi, who owned a bicycle shop, was murdered in August 1930 on a street in Coney Island, in what police called a “mob-related execution.” It seemed that the elder Dioguardi and another enterprising gentleman had robbed a rich lady of her jewelry, and the two men had were arguing over how to split the proceeds. The elder Dioguardi, who had been arrested twice for murder but never convicted, took six shots to various parts of his body, and it is presumed the other gentleman kept all the jewelry.

Johnny Dio graduated grammar school, but after less than two years at Stuyvesant High School, Dio dropped out and went to work for his uncle on his mother side: gangster James “Jimmy Doyle” Plumeri. By this time, the handsome Dio (who was said to have looked like silent movie star Rudolph Valentino) had already gotten a reputation on the Lower East Side as a tough youth, who terrorized street vendors into giving him a good portion of their wares for free. Uncle Jimmy Doyle (nobody called him by his real name Plumeri), recognizing Dio’s talents for thuggery, immediately put Dio to work as a schlammer (leg-breaker) in the Garment Center for Doyle’s Jewish associates Louie “Lepke” Buchalter and Lepke’s partner Jacob “Gurrah” Shapiro, who were affectionately known as “The Gorilla Boys.” Lepke, along with Albert “The Lord High Executioner” Anastasia, was the head of Murder Incorporated, a group of stone killers who murdered whomever the mob bosses in New York City and around the country said needed to be murdered. However, there is no proof that Dio ever joined that august group. Dio’s specialty was union-related extortion, and in that, he was tops in his field.

Dio and Doyle started a garment workers trucking association, whereby the truckers working in the Garment Center were forced to join the trucker’s union, headed, of course, by Dio and Doyle. If a poor sap trucker decided he didn’t want to join the union, a trip to the hospital was inevitable, if not a trip to the morgue. The union dues was hefty, but at whatever price they were forced to pay, it was a small price indeed to ensure the trucker’s continued good health. Of course, the “union dues” never made it into the union’s coffers (it went straight into Dio’s and Doyle’s pockets instead), and phony books were established to satisfy whomever decided to enquire about the trucker’s union’s financial solvency.

Members of the trucker’s union were even told where to spend their money and how much to spend on specific items. Dio and Doyle were pals with a local barber, and they ordered their truckers to patronized this special barber to the nifty tune of $2.50 a month. The truckers were also told where to buy their wine, where to buy their meats, and where to buy their clothing, and how much to spend on each item, which was certainly not at bargain prices.

For several years in the 1930s, Dio and Doyle, with nobody to stop them, had a sweet deal going for themselves in the Garment Center. Besides extorting the truckers, the dynamic duo of Dio and Doyle profited from the other end of the totem pole too. They forced the Garment Center’s clothing manufacturers (bosses) to employ only union truckers. Then they used the clout of their trucker’s union to bulldoze the clothing manufacturers into paying hefty off-the-books fees in order to keep their business up-and-running, and profitable.

If the clothing manufacturers refused to pay the extortion fees, Dio and Doyle would order their union truckers to go on strike, putting a dead stop to the clothing manufacturer’s cash flow. On occasions, if the bosses didn’t play ball, union thugs (schlammers) would break the bosses’ fingers, their arms and legs; and sometimes all three body parts on the same visit. In extreme cases, like if a boss threatened to talk to the Feds, Lepke’s Murder Incorporated boys would enter the scene, and seconds later, the chatty boss would exit the face of the earth, toes up.

In 1932 and 1933, Dio and Plumeri were indicted twice for extortion, but they beat the rap both times, because their victims refused to talk to the Feds. In 1934, Dio was lucky enough to be elected executive secretary of the Allied Truckmen’s Mutual Association, an association of employers. Even though Dio was boss of the trucker’s union, he represented their employers during a strike by 1,150 Teamsters in September 1934.

Nice work if you can get it.

However, in 1937, both Dio and Doyle ran out of luck. The nephew and uncle duo were indicted for extortion and “atrocious assault.” During the trial it was alleged that Dio and Doyle, and several other of their gangster underlings, had been extorting as much as $500 from each trucker. Plus, it was alleged they had forced the clothing manufacturers to add a hefty “tariff” to every suit, coat, and pair of pants manufactured in the Garment Center. This tariff went straight in the pockets of Dio and Doyle, and that increased the cost of good for the general public.

Sweet deal indeed.

According to an article in the New York Daily Mirror, “At the trial, frightened witnesses testified how recalcitrant employers and employees were beaten when they refused to pay. One man said he was confined to bed for two weeks after an assault. Another said the hoodlums had threatened to cut off his ears.”

Realizing they were dead in the water, during the middle of the trial, both Dio and Doyle pled guilty as charged. In return they received free room and board in upstate Sing Sing Prison for a period of three-five years.

After he was released from prison, Dio decided New York City was too hot for him, so he moved to Allentown, Pennsylvania, where he took up roots long enough to open his own dress manufacturing plant; non-union, of course. He later sold the plant, and to guarantee the new owners would have no trouble, Dio took $11,200 under the table to ensure that his erstwhile plant would remain non-union.

Dio sped back to New York City, and using the same tactics he had employed in Allentown, he set up a dress wholesaler. Using his profits from the business, Dio was smart enough to buy legitimate businesses, which included real estate and trucking. He also dabbled in the stock market, making him seem to the IRS as just another tax-paying citizen. But the New York City police knew better. They just couldn’t pin anything illegal on Dio, although they continued trying.

Back in his old Forsyth Street neighborhood, Dio decided to start a family. He married the former Anne Chrostek (a non-Italian). She bore Dio two sons (Philip and Dominick) and one daughter (Rosemary) who sadly passed away from an unknown illness. It was during this time that Dio, before the age of forty, was officially inducted into the Luchesse Crime Family, making him all the more untouchable on the streets of New York City. Even though they were only Italian on their father’s side, both of Dio’s sons eventually followed in their father’s footsteps into a life of crime. Philip Dio, who was called “Fat Philly,” was later inducted into the Colombo Crime Family, while Dominick, like his father, became a made man in the Luchesse Crime Family.

(Editor’s note: The Mafia rules changed around this time to allow more members to be inducted into the “Honored Society,” to fill the gaps of those who either were killed or sent to the can; “college” as the mob likes to call it. At this point, only your father (not both parents) had to be Italian for you to get “your button.” If your mother was Italian and your father a non-Italian — you were spit out of luck. Them’s the breaks.)

By the 1950’s, Dio had become a powerful captain (capo) in the Luchesse Crime Family, and with money pouring into his coffers in bundles (he allegedly earned $100,000 a week), he started living the life of a colonial baron. In the early 1960s, Dio moved his family into a spacious estate out on Freeport, Long Island, which cost Dio $75,000 in cash (Dio didn’t like banks or bank loans). During the week, Dio ate with his cronies in the best New York City eateries (his favorite being the trendy Black Angus Steakhouse). But, as is the Italian custom, Sundays were strictly for the family (famiglia). Inviting family member and close friends, Dio was proud of the fact he was an expert cook and was personally able to conjure up the best Italian delicacies to delight his guests. Dio was especially gracious to his wife, whom he loved dearly (unlike most mob men, Dio was faithful to his wife). Instead of personally buying his wife Christmas presents, Dio would give her a shoe box stuffed with cash, with a little note saying, “Buy yourself some nice clothes, honey.”

During the 1950’s, through his connections with New York City Teamster leaders Martin Lacey and John O’Rourke, Dio became tight pals with Teamster big-wig Jimmy Hoffa. Dio and Hoffa first met in a secret meeting in a New York City hotel room, and Hoffa, who had hoped to unseat Teamster President Dave Beck, figured Dio, with his union background, would be the perfect person to become chums with. In late 1955, Dio was able to obtain charters from the Teamsters to set up seven Teamster locals, called “paper locals,” because they did not have actual teamsters as members. The roles were filled with Dio’s relatives and pals, and their vote for teamster president was in Hoffa’s back pocket.

Dio’s modus operandi for more than 30 years was this: control the unions, then use the unions as a sledgehammer over the heads of the bosses. Dio would tell the bosses, “Pay or my boys will strike.” The bosses always paid, the workers always got screwed, and Dio made out like a bandit every time.

During his illustrious criminal career, Dio controlled the unions to the detriment of its members to such an extent, that during the 1950’s McClellan Committee hearings into organized crime, the committee issued the statement, “It cannot be said, using the widest possible latitude, that Johnny Dioguardi was ever interested in bettering the lot of the workingman.”

Famous Mafia turncoat Joe Valachi owned a dress factory on Prospect Avenue in the Bronx for 12 years. Valachi once said, “I never belonged to any union. If I got into any trouble, any union organizer came around, all I had to do was call Johnny Dio and all my troubles were straightened out.”

However, in 1956, as the Teamsters elections neared and they were scheming for control, both Hoffa and Dio had a stone in their shoe, and his name was syndicated newspaper columnist Victor Riesel.

Victor Riesel was born on March 16, 1913 on the Lower East Side to Jewish parents in a mixed Italian/Jewish neighborhood, not far from where Dio grew up. Victor’s father, Nathan Riesel, was very proactive in union activities and was instrumental in creating the Bonnaz, Singer, and the Hard Embroiderers Unions. In 1913, he also helped organized Local 66 of the International Ladies Garment Workers Union, and soon he was elected secretary-treasurer of that union, then finally president.

When Victor Riesel was a young child, his father taught him how to make union speeches, which the young Victor fiercely gave at union meetings and at outdoor union rallies. Nathan Riesel was hard-line anti-communist, and he was strident in preventing the communists from infiltrating his locals. Victor saw his father return home many times, beaten and bloodied from fights he had with communists activists, or the mobsters (schlammers) who were hired by the factory owners to break up union strikes that Nathan Riesel had participated in. This formed the notion in Victor Riesel’s young mind that gangsters were the bane of legitimate unions.

In 1926, Nathan Riesel moved his family to the Bronx, where Victor attended and graduated with honors from Morris High School. While in high school, Riesel began working as an “stringer” for several newspapers throughout America. His writings were mostly about the labor movement in the United States, and how they were hampered by a “gangster element,” who sought to play both ends of the spectrum by infiltrating the unions, then working for the boss manufacturers to physically quell any union strikes or demonstrations. In 1928, Riesel enrolled in night classes in the City College of New York City (CCNY), where he took courses in human resource management and industrial relations. To support himself while attending night school, Riesel worked at strenuous jobs, both in a steel mill and in a saw mill. While in college, Riesel also worked as a columnist, then as an editor on the student newspaper. Besides writing columns on the labor movement, Riesel also wrote columns on varied subjects like literature, and the theater.

While in college, to get needed experience in the outside newspaper world, Riesel took a job as a general office boy at The New Leader, a political and cultural weekly magazine that was both liberal and anti-communist. Riesel cuts his teeth in the business by doing anything his bosses at the newspaper told him to do, including sweeping the floors, and writing columns for the newspaper. In 1940, after 12 long years of hard work, both in and out of school, Riesel finally earned his Bachelor of Business Administration from CCNY. He was offered the job as the managing editor at The New Leader, and he took the job with the determination of ridding the unions of “gangsterism.”

Riesel caught his first big break, when in 1941, he was hired as a columnist for The New York Post. In the 1948, when the Post changed management, Riesel switched to the New York Daily Mirror, owned by newspaper magnate William Randolph Hurst. By 1956, Riesel’s column was syndicated in 193 newspapers throughout the United States. In that same year, Riesel began working in conjunction with United States Attorney Paul Williams, with the expressed purpose of taking on the gangsters who ran the New York City garment and trucking unions.

This was a double whammy for Johnny Dio, who was heavily involved in both unions, and for Jimmy Hoffa, who was trying to unseat Dave Beck as head of the Teamsters.

On April 5, 1956, Riesel was asked to be a guest host on Barry Gray’s WMCA overnight radio talk show. Riesel had recently been on a rant in his columns concerning the International Union of Operating Engineers and its President William DeKoning Jr., who Riesel claimed was conspiring with known labor gangster Joseph Fay to reinstall DeKoning’s father William DeKoning Sr. as the president of the union. DeKoning Sr. had just exited the can after being imprisoned for extortion, and Riesel felt that having the senior DeKoning back as president of the union would be a downright disaster.

As a result of his columns on both DeKonings and Fay, Riesel received numerous death threats. However, Riesel shrugged them off, knowing only a fool would hurt an esteemed member of the press. Doing so would certainly result in the law coming down hard on all union racketeers, and their rackets.

On this particular radio show, Riesel invited two members of the International Union of Operating Engineers, who were challenging the DeKonings for control of the union. This did not sit too well with Johnny Dio, or with Jimmy Hoffa, who both figured Riesel would go gunning for them next.

Gray’s show originated at Hutton’s Restaurant on Lexington Avenue and 47th Street. After the show, which ended at 2 a.m., Riesel and his secretary moseyed over to Lindy’s restaurant, on Broadway between 49th and 50th Street, to grab a bite to eat and drown the food down with hot steaming coffee. (Ironically, this was the same Lindy’s Restaurant in front of which small-time gambler Herman Rosenthal was shot to death in 1912.)

At approximately 3 a.m., Riesel and his secretary emerged from Lindy’s and started walking toward the secretary’s parked car on 51st Street. Riesel wore his eyeglasses to work, but when he was out in public, for appearances sake, he normally removed his eyeglasses. Just as Riesel and his secretary neared the secretary’s car, Riesel took off his eyeglasses, put them in an eyeglass case, and inserted the case into the breast pocket of his overcoat. Suddenly, a tall, thin man, wearing a blue and white jacket, sprung from the shadows of the Mark Hellinger Theater and flung a vial contain sulfuric acid into Riesel’s eyes, rendering Riesel blind for the rest of his life. Then the assailant calmly walked away and disappeared into the night. Thereafter, Riesel wore sunglasses to shield the public from the sight of his severely disfigured eyes.

The day after the attack, the Daily Mirror offered a $10,000 reward for information that led to the capture and conviction of Riesel’s assailant. The Newspaper Guild of America, the New York Press Photographers, the New York Reporters Association, and the Overseas Press Club chipped in with another five grand. In less than a week, donations from assorted groups, including the labor unions and radio station WMCA, had raised the reward total to $41,000.

With tips coming in in droves, some reliable, some not so reliable, in August of 1956, the FBI ascertained that Riesel’s assailant had been small-time hood Abraham Telvi. The only problem was, Telvi was now deceased; apparently murdered on July 28 because he had demanded another $50,000 on top of the paltry $500 he had already been paid for throwing the acid in Riesel’s face.

On August 29, Dio was arrested for conspiracy in the Riesel attack. Dio pled not guilty and was released on $100,000 bond.

On October 22, Dio’s pal Joseph Carlino pled guilty to hiring Telvi to attack Riesel. Carlino implicated two other men, Gandolfo Maranti and Dominick Bando, as accomplices in hiring Telvi. Carlino also said that Dio had ultimately given the order for the attack. Dio lawyered up with a top New York City mob attorney, and his attorney was able to get Dio’s trial severed from the trial of Maranti and Bando.

At their trial, both Maranti and Bando verified Carlino’s assertion that Dio had engineered the attack against Riesel. Maranti and Bando were both found guilty of conspiracy. But their sentencing was delayed until after the Dio trial.

Dio’s attorney was able to delay his trial for almost six months, and during this time Maranti and Bando began to have bouts of memory loss. When Dio’s trial finally commenced, both Maranti and Bando recanted their testimony, and with no corroboration of Carlino’s claim that Dio ordered the Riesel attack, all charges against Dio were dropped. Maranti was given 8-16 years in prison, and Bando 2-5 years in prison, and another 5 years for contempt of court. Amazingly, Carlino received a suspended sentence for aiding the law in the convictions of Maranti and Bando. However, no matter how the situation was cleared or not cleared up in court, Dio has forever been remembered as the man who “blinded Victor Riesel.”

In October of 1956, Dio was indicted, along with several Teamster officials, on extortion and conspiracy charges. The indictment said that Dio had extorted money from New York City Garment Center truck drivers, and had also extorted money from Garment Center manufacturing bosses not to have the same truck drivers go out on strike. Also included in the indictment was the alleged extortion of New York City stationery store owners, whose stores Dio’s men had picketed. The store owners were allegedly told that if they wanted the picketing stopped, they would have to force their employees to join Teamster Local 295, and hire Johnny Dio’s “labor consulting” firm, Equitable (not) Research Associates, for a $3,500 retainer, and $200 a month salary.

Because Dio’s attorneys were so adept at stalling tactics, and the fact that key government witnesses had recanting their testimony, Dio’s trial did not take place until November of 1957.

The trial took four weeks, but when it ended, Dio was convicted as charged and sentenced to two years in prison. While in prison, Dio was indicted again on extortion charges. This time, instead of the victims being stationery store owners, they were the owners of electroplating shops. In 1958, Dio was convicted again, and this time the judge threw the book at Dio, sentencing him to 15-30 years. Dio began serving his time in Sing Sing Prison, while appealing his sentence. On June 23, 1959, an appeals court inexplicable overturned the decision in Dio’s trial, saying that since Dio didn’t issue the threats personally, he should not have been convicted of extortion. A split court ruled, “Extortion cannot be committed by one who does not himself induce fear, but who receives money for the purpose of removing or allaying pre-existing fear instilled by others.”

Jonathan Kwitney said in his book Vicious Circles, “The decision seemed to legitimize the whole purpose of the Mafia.”

However, the law was not finished with Johnny Dio. On June 24, 1959, one hour after he finished his two-year bit on the first extortion charge, Dio was pinched by the Feds and charged with income tax evasion; for non-payment of taxes for three dress manufacturing companies he owned (non-union, of course), and two labor union locals. Dio went on trial in March of 1960. He was found guilty and was sentenced to four years at the federal prison in Atlanta, Georgia. Dio was released in March of 1963, partially on the basis that he had obtained a real job in a legitimate industry. Dio claimed he was now a salesman for Consumers Kosher Provision Company, another sham job that provided Dio the opportunity to do what he had done in several other industries before. This time it was the kosher meat business that would pay the piper for Dio’s Machiavellian machinations.

At first, the scam worked like a charm. Dio and a bunch a his mobster buddies separately approached two rival kosher meat companies and convinced both of them that their business would be ruined if they did not hire their group of thugs to fight back against the other company’s group of thugs. The two competing companies were the Consumers Kosher Provision Company, run by a dupe named Herman Rose, and the American Kosher Provision Inc., who had employed mobster Max Block (he had just been forced to resign as head of the butcher’s union) to make sure other mobsters didn’t try to shake down American Kosher. Block’s muscle was provided by Genovese thug Lorenzo “Chappy” Brescia, who had been extorting the butcher’s union for years. According to Vicious Circles, Block was receiving an annual salary of $50,000 a year from American Kosher, and Brescia’s cut was $25,000 a year.

This is where Dio began working his magic in the kosher meat business. Through two intermediaries, Dio approached Herman Rose and convinced Rose that in order to compete with American Kosher, it was imperative Rose hire Johnny Dio to protect his interests. Rose figured this was the right thing to do and he hired Dio at the salary of $250 a week; not an exorbitant amount of money. But it gave Dio the appearance of an honest job, and it gave the Mafia the opportunity to control the prices in the two top kosher meat companies in the area. (This is why, overnight the price of kosher meats skyrocketed.)

After Herman Rose died in 1964, Dio convinced the Kleinberg family, which owned the majority of stock in Consumer Kosher that it was good business to merge with American Kosher. The Kleinbergs, trembling in their boots, agreed with Dio’s assessment, and with the mob running both companies, the “bust-out business” in the kosher meat industry began in full throttle.

Soon, Dio and his pals, using their usual tactics, began scooping up, and creating from scratch, other small kosher meat companies. Stock was transferred back and forth between the companies, and so were the assets, which included the kosher meat itself. First, Consumer Kosher went bankrupt; then did American Kosher. The other Dio-controlled companies started acquiring the meats (that had not been paid for), and one by one, they too declared bankruptcy, only to be acquired by another sham company owned by, what the newspapers called, “The Kosher Nostra.” The suppliers of the meat out west, because of the multiple bankruptcy proceeding, were stiffed of their meat payments. According to New York Post reporter Marvin Smilon, one of these meat providers had the temerity to ask one of Dio’s meat cronies, “Why do we have to deal with Dio?” He was told, “Sit down and be quiet. You ask too many questions.”

But all good things must come to an end. In 1966, Dio, along with four of his associates, were indicted for “bankruptcy fraud.” In 1967, they were all found guilty, and Dio was sentenced to five years in prison. However, with his high-powered attorneys working their magic, Dio was able to stay out of prison for almost four years. This gave Dio the extra time he needed to work another scam, called “The Great Mafia Bagel War.”

It started with Ben Willner, who had a machine that could make automated bagels, for around 50 cents a bagel, whereas a hand-rolled bagel cost about 65 cents to produce. This was not good news for the Bakery and Confectioners Workers Union, because it put their member’s jobs at risk. Willner was great pals with Moe Steinman, who didn’t care too much how the bagels were being made, because he had a stranglehold on bagel distribution, not bagel production. Willner ran to Steinman, and Steinman, hoping to help his pal out, introduced Willner to Johnny Dio, whom Steinman knew was an expert at “labor-related problems.” Dio helped out Willner, for a piece of the pie of course, and soon Steinman was packing his supermarkets with anywhere from $3,000 to $4,000 worth of Willner’s bagels a week.

The only problem was that Genovese Crime Family capo Thomas “Tommy Ryan” Eboli had his own bagel maker, who was being short-changed because of the Willner/Dio/automated bagel-making machine trio. This man was named Arthur Goldberg and he ran to Eboli, screaming. Eboli demanded a sit-down with Dio, who had been with the Luchesse Family for more than 30 years. At the time, in the New York City Mafia pecking order, the Genovese Family was much more powerful than the Luchesse Family, and Dio was effectively pushed out of the bagel business for good. Dio broke the bad news to Willner, and as a result, in December of 1969, Willner was forced to close shop. This led to the Eboli/Goldberg crew taking over Willner’s business, and his automated bagel-making machines.

Dio felt bad about losing his bagel scheme, but he felt even worse, when in November of 1970, he ran out of appeals and was forced to go to prison for a five-year stretch at the federal prison at Lewisburg, P.A. on the bankruptcy fraud charges. (He did not Pass Go, and he did not collect the customary two hundred dollars.)

In 1972, while still in prison, Dio was indicted again, this time for stock fraud, concerning the At Your Service Leasing Corp., a luxury car leasing firm that did most of its business with organized crime figures. It was alleged that in 1969, before Dio went to prison, Dio, along with Carmine Tramunti, Vincent Aloi, and Michael Hellerman, “floated” $300,000 of false stock in the car leasing company. Dio’s group then either bribed, or forced security dealers to sell the stock, and then turn over the money to the Dio investment group. The jury found Dio guilty, and he was hit when a knockout blow when he was sentenced to nine and ten-year prison terms, to run consecutively. Dio appealed his convictions twice, but he lost both appeals.

Johnny “Dio” Dioguardi never was a free man again. Dio died on January 12, 1979, in a Pennsylvania hospital, where he had been transferred to from federal prison. To add insult to injury, Dio was scheduled for parole in just a few short months.

The news of Johnny Dio’s death did not receive an inch of space in any of the New York City daily newspapers, even though a paid death notice appeared a few days after his death in the New York Daily News.

It was as if Johnny Dio, a gangster’s gangster if there ever was one, had never existed.

Everybody Has Heard Of The Kray Twins

Everybody has heard of the Kray twins. They were notorious gangsters in and around London. Their rule of their underworld was tight, robust and unshakable.

Reggie [1933-2000] and Ronnie [1933-1995] were identical twins who lived in the East End of London. They ruled the London underworld with a grip of iron. They had a grip of fear amongst local communities and were respected throughout the criminal world. This was mainly in the 1960s, but their exploits have become legend throughout Britain and most of the world.

They ran a long-term protection racket in and around London. Locals were caught up in their rackets and often submitted to their rules rather than suffer the consequences of dispute. They were renowned for their like of violence, and this stemmed partly from them both being professional boxers from an early age. They were even dishonorably discharged from the Army in the 1950s. They didn’t like authority or discipline.

They were responsible for a long line of beatings and murders especially in the 1960s. They had a number of friends in the police force in Britain, and because of this a long investigation by Detective Superintendent Leonard “Nipper” Read was forced to be held with the stringent secrecy.

They were eventually both sentenced to imprisonment. Ronnie had a heart attack in 1995 and died, and Reggie was released from prison on compassionate grounds in the year 2000. This was after a 30-year sentence. London is still ruled, or at least affected, by power and corruption, but not by any so notorious as the Kray Twins.

Paradise, Martial Arts, and Magnum PI

Just recently we got a new cable setup at the house, and I have been to busy training to learn all the new channels. So just like every other modern man, I have simply resorted to flipping through the channel guide to find something to watch.

Then I hit pay dirt as I came across the 1980’s classic detective series, Magnum P.I.

During this episode Magnum was fighting with some gangsters and one of his opponents pulled out nunchucks and quickly knocked out Magnum’s buddy.

Being the smart guy that he is, Magnum didn’t rush in. Instead, he picked up an ashtray and used the can to block the many blows from the weapon before finally bashing the attacker unconscious with it.

For eight seasons Tom Selleck play Private Investigator Thomas Magnum, a Navy Academy Graduate, former Seal and Vietnam veteran. Magnum lived on the beautiful estate of Tom Clancy like author Robin Masters.

In exchange for living rent free at the estate and being allowed the use Robins’ red Ferrari 308 GTB, Magnum handled security with Englishman Jonathan Quayle Higgins III, an ex-British Army Sergeant Major.

If working on the estate with all the great perks wasn’t enough to keep Magnum busy, he did plenty of other investigative work and had to deal with drug dealers, hitmen, terrorists, spies, and even the more mundane assignments like divorce cases. I can’t think of one private investigator or Navy man I have met who isn’t a fan of the show.

It is important to note that while Magnum may have gotten into fantastic adventures every week, the close combat skills he used in almost every episode were real world self defense. And Looking back on the show Magnum clearly displayed his military martial arts background. After all Magnum dealt with attackers wielding everything from martial arts weapons, to bottles, bats, and of course firearms.

Magnum learned his martial arts when the military was still using the very effective World War II combatives developed by Charles Nelson and B.J. Cosneck for the Navy and the Marines. These men taught martial arts for the battlefield and for street fights, not sports.

But Magnum wasn’t the only one who showed close combat prowess. Higgins a veteran of over twenty years of military service was familiar with numerous martial arts, though he clearly relied on the self defense methods taught by Colonel William E. Fairbairn. Magnum’s buddies Rick and T.C. also showed what they learned in the Marines in countless fights along side Magnum.

Magnum was a member of SEAL Team One which operated out of Da Nang, Vietnam and served under the command of the CIA Chief of Station during the war (Magnum and his buddies can often be seen wearing Da Nang baseball caps). Magnum didn’t learn close quarter combat in a nice clean martial arts school, but on the streets of Da Nang and in the jungles of Northern Vietnam. Magnum never wasted time going into stances or trying to do specific moves. Instead when he saw a threat and attacked. If he had the advantage of firearms or other weapons he used them.

During his wartime service Magnum and his friends escaped an enemy prison camp and had to disarm pursuers with their bare hands. On one case while searching for a kidnapped friend Magnum has to fight an accomplished martial artist from Japan. Though his opponent throws many powerful kicks Magnum keeps attacking until the other man went down.

Even though Magnum was a fictional character there are many lessons to be learned from him. He and his buddies were proud patriots who never regretted their service in Vietnam and understood the real dangers of the cold war and terrorism. They weren’t complacent either. Magnum and all his buddies used sports to maintain functional strength. Higgins even joined the boys on a rescue mission in Cambodia and was still fit for action.

In Hawaii there are many martial arts being taught to eager students, but the style used by its most famous fictional resident is still the best. On an island were the environment is diverse as Hawaii you have to be able to adapt to every possible self defense situation. You cannot afford to be limited in your ability to protect yourself. The smart writers of the TV show obviously realized this and kept Magnum using his military combatives as opposed to joining in the karate and ninja craze of the time.

The Cotton Club – A Harlem New York Institution

The Cotton Club has been a major tourist attraction and Harlem cultural resource since it was re-opened in 1978, at its present location on W 125th St, by the West Side Highway. The club started out as the Club De Lux, which closed in 1923, and then reopened as the Cotton Club. This was the in-place to be for downtown, all-white society. Many early black entertainers got their start at the Club including Duke Ellington, Ethel Waters, Cab Calloway, and Lena Horne. The club offered the opportunity to mingle with the gangsters, and the rich and famous, as well as, sample the best of décor, cuisine, and entertainment New York had to offer. It was resurrected in 1978 by the current owner, Mr. John Beatty.

The Club is known for its Monday Night event, its Swing Time dance. The house band is a 13-piece jazz and swing ensemble, known as the “Cotton Club All Stars.” They play 3 sets of 50-minutes each of the music that made Duke Ellington and others famous, with 20-minute breaks between sets. The main dance floor is 600-square-feet, while upstairs, there is a smaller 225-square-feet dance floor. Other weekly events are the Club’s Sunday brunch and gospel show. Thursday, Friday and Saturday evenings, the club has a Jazz show and a buffet dinner.

Since its opening in 1923, the club has been famous for its finest in musical entertainment, and still today continues in this great virtue. It still features great Southern style cuisine, also known as “Soul Food” in some quarters. The Cotton Club which is located on a narrow tract of land on 125th Street by the West Side Highway is one of the targets of the prospective expansion of Columbia University from its !20 St. neighborhood, northward, into Harlem.

Columbia University has acquired the resources to expand north of 125th Street in a manner consistent with maintaining the world-class status of the university. There is a lot of question about whether Columbia University is giving a raw deal to Harlem once again. With its proposed expansion north of 125th Street, Columbia fears that the Cotton Club will attract Black patrons to the area. Other clubs that have mostly white patrons are known on Broadway and Amsterdam in Morningside Heights. Morningside Heights, the Columbia University main neighborhood is mostly a white and international neighborhood. There are some blacks in the neighborhood, but the whole area has become more and more expensive. People forget that Morningside Heights itself is still geographically at least, a part of Harlem.

Culture is the glue that binds people together. Maintaining black and traditional Harlem culture is important for the entire Harlem neighborhood and the future of Blacks in New York City and beyond. Blacks can not afford to lose Harlem and its cultural institutions.

The United Africa Movement has a number of events planned at the Cotton Club, including on January 5th, its Annual Kwanzaa Breakfast, at 656 West 125th St, Harlem, the Cotton Club from 8:30 am to 11:30 am. Also, the United Africa Movement will have its Annual Membership Dance at the club, January 19th at 9 pm.

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