It was back in ‘87, there had been a shooting at the bus station. It was big news for central Illinois, because nothing ever happens here. As it turns out, a Mexican guy about 23 years old, one Tomas Diaz was facing two counts of murder for the May 14th shooting of Bill Johnson, 29, from Passaic, New Jersey. Police didn’t have a motive. The bus was passing through town en route from Chicago to Laredo, Texas. Within seconds after the bus stopped in Bloomington, passengers heard of a gunshot from the back of the bus. Johnson was fatally wounded and later died in the local hospital.
cross-posted at The G Bitch Spot
G Bitch to Sixth District NOPD: I live on the street where the shooting was Sunday and there’s a bullet in my neighbor’s wall.
Sixth District to G Bitch: Well, the scene has already been processed so we don’t need it but if your neighbor needs something, like for insurance or something, she can call and have an officer come out to write a report. All right?
“Blogs are so 2000,” she said. And with that boost of confidence, I was off and running….
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Once upon a time, there was a swamp with turtles, and sometimes, there were elephants and hippopatumuses….
By the time we finished our conversation, Chandrashakar had a wild look in his eyes and he had his hands around my throat. He had lost it! Gone off the deep end! The poor bastard had been in too many meetings, and he had snapped like a rubber band.
we pulled a set of jumper cables out of the trunk
and all the problems of the world
were solved
cross-posted at The G Bitch Spot
Ravitch responds to the outcome of the DC mayoral race, one frequently called a referendum on Michelle Rhee, and the narratives generated about the outcome and the recent charter movement’s main narrative. [Which she neatly sums up at the end–read all the way through for the full effect]
In the closing days of the Fenty campaign, [Rhee] went to the districts where Fenty had his strongest support—the largely white districts in the city’s Northwest section—to rally voters.
I haven’t been to Carol’s Pub for a decade, but it will always be the emotional naval…
Greetings from Coburn Mountain, Alabama, and welcome to my first blog post ever. That’s right, first one….
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According to Faber’s court testimony in 1823, after the death of her husband, Enriqueta Faber disguised herself as a man and enrolled in medical school in post-revolutionary France. After receiving a degree in modern surgery, Enrique Faber was drafted into the Napoleonic army to serve in the medical corps in Eastern Europe and Spain. After Napoleon’s defeat, Faber immigrated to the French colony of Guadalupe and, later under the name of Enrique, sought his fortune on the island of Cuba. Shortly after his arrival on the island, Faber was not only baptized in the Roman Catholic Church, but he also married a Cuban woman named Juana de León.
CHICAGO – One of the funniest things I’ve heard in many years was said to me by…