BigMoaner
What A Load of Old Bollocks
thanks.
please tell me about your ties with the new york mafia
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bemused
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He was a shit kisser.
DaveCinzano
WATCH OUT, GEORGE, HE'S GOT A SCREWDRIVER!
Also rather alarmingly, from a communicable diseases perspective, he practically boasted about how many of his friends and acquaintances slept with fishes
platinumsage
HaveMyPassword123
I don't get why people are so fascinated by these scum. I couldn't imagine a succession of blockbuster movies glorifying the miserable exploits of current-day Albanian people-smuggling drug gang bosses in the UK for example.
What's the attraction?
What's the attraction?
BigMoaner
What A Load of Old Bollocks
audacity. if you see it as one big story, it involves - drama, tension, plot twists, "characters", style, some of the weirdest values around "honour" etc, all in teh mix. surrounding the "story" is also the painting of the neighbourhoods themselves, often fascinating in their own right. nostalgia. but the main thing i would say is "audacity" - the intrigue in that there are some people who literally live in paralel moral universes.
but after all that, they are fundementally, to teh core, scumbags. tehre is no way round that. none of the "socio economic" passes that criminals will often, rightly, get just don't apply to teh majority of these chaps, after reading about their lives. it's a gentlemens club, not some liberating arc from "conditions" that can apply to much criminality.
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petee
no gods, no malarkey
good question. i imagine that the idea that "they live by their own rules" is a big part of it. when gravano flipped, his quote was "i'd like to switch governments."
petee
no gods, no malarkey
rubbershoes
not the only raver in the village
My dad ran an accountancy training school.
Years ago one of his pupils was in the papers after being arrested for doing a lot of money laundering for the NY mob. He felt some professional pride that has pupil had been so successful
Years ago one of his pupils was in the papers after being arrested for doing a lot of money laundering for the NY mob. He felt some professional pride that has pupil had been so successful
friedaweed
Me and me girl named Jane
Yeah not really a success story given he's either in jail or sleeping with the fishes.
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
me, reading a book on the angevins:
BigMoaner
What A Load of Old Bollocks
mate, don't get me started - there is sooo much good mob content on youtube. i am proper addicted to teh interviews. i have never been to new york, but i am now intimately familiar with places like bensenhurst, howards beach, bath avenue, canarsie. it's like entering another world and because the interviews are long you really get an authentic picture (of how it was back then - they reckon it was all pretty much over by early 2000s). i listen and picture the hustle and bustle of the neigborhoods, the social clubs, teh coctail joints, the boring suburbia but with this strange under current. i've even walked the neighborhood of roy fucking demo on google maps
i must have watched about 200 hours of mob content on spotify and youtube
it's not the blood and guts of it all, it's the sheerAUDACITY of "that life" which is such a pull i think on an entertainment level.say what you like about the police, but what struck me is that it was good policiing that really fucked them. the RICO laws were genius. Take out one guy, take out the whole family.
trabuquera
Modesty Bag
I once ate a (very good) Italian dinner in a restaurant in NYC often patronised by made men - by invitation of a regular eater there, who had no connection at all to the Mob himself but was well known to the staff. (It had seen several attempts on people's lives.) This was back when NY was not nearly as cleaned-up as now and I was travelling with a briefcase full of valuable (not illegal) demo samples of silverware and jewellery. One the way to the restaurant I wibbled on nervously to my host about whether it was safe to bring the goods inside with me. "Oh, don't worry", he said, all deadpan like, "just leave it in the car - you don't even have to hide it in the trunk - it will be safer in the parking lot here than it would be in any other spot in the city." 
This was true - vehicle and goods left untouched, a great 5 course blowout for ridiculously little money, no blood shed on any of the people eating. The people watching was pretty amazing, dons & goomahs out of central casting.
This was true - vehicle and goods left untouched, a great 5 course blowout for ridiculously little money, no blood shed on any of the people eating. The people watching was pretty amazing, dons & goomahs out of central casting.
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BigMoaner
What A Load of Old Bollocks
Still obsessed, there’s so much content out there. Not even sure why I am. I think I’ve heard probably 50 interviews with former mobsters. "I grew up in Brooklyn, my father was a hard working man but my uncle was a made man..." that's a kind of classic intro. And because the interviews are like 2-3 hours, that's it, i am off. I lay there completly absorbed. The "neighborhoods" they describe also compelling - long before online shopping, strip malls, etc. There's something utterly disconcerting about an otherwise articulate, polite, well groomed, often highly intelligent person talking for three plus hours about a life almost totally dedicated to crime, swindelling, robbery, drug dealing, murder. I have no "liking" for them though, there's often something fundementally rotten there too. But compelling yes.
Orang Utan
Psychick Worrier Ov Geyoor
I am in witness protection after getting innocently caught up in a web of intrigue, extortion and murder woven by the Calabrian mafia, the ‘Ndrangheta
I was only asking for some ‘nduja, one thing to led to another, until I suddenly found myself holding a smoking gun over the corpse of Dino Ascioti, the revered but feared scion of one of the four families.
And now I can never go back to Milan
I was only asking for some ‘nduja, one thing to led to another, until I suddenly found myself holding a smoking gun over the corpse of Dino Ascioti, the revered but feared scion of one of the four families.
And now I can never go back to Milan
petee
no gods, no malarkey
oh yes, the smae places, italian harlem, little italy, ozone park, arthur avenue, the demographic percentages have changed so they're not as italian, but they're still italian.
e2a a recent real estate listing
Todt Hill mansion formerly owned by Paul Castellano hits the market for $16.8M. Here’s a look inside
The gated mansion, which features 17 bathrooms, a car showroom and indoor/outdoor Olympic size pools, carries one of the borough’s historically highest asking prices.
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BigMoaner
What A Load of Old Bollocks
Howard Beach is another one they mention a lot that still today has lots of mobstersoh yes, the smae places, italian harlem, little italy, ozone park, arthur avenue, the demographic percentages have changed so they're not as italian, but they're still italian.
e2a a recent real estate listing
Todt Hill mansion formerly owned by Paul Castellano hits the market for $16.8M. Here’s a look inside
The gated mansion, which features 17 bathrooms, a car showroom and indoor/outdoor Olympic size pools, carries one of the borough’s historically highest asking prices.www.google.com
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rubbershoes
not the only raver in the village
You may like some of the Dodge Woodall interviews on youtube.
Voley
Joyful and Recumbent
I was a waste management assistant for the council for a bit. This gave me loads of excuses to legitimately say, like Tony Soprano, that I was 'in the waste management industry'.
I had hoped that whenever I went into the office, everyone would go 'Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, there he is,' but sadly, this wasn't the case.
As is often the way with councils, when my temporary contract ended, they tried to rehire me a couple of months later. This allowed me to legitimately go:
Those, as far as I know, are my only links to the mob.
I had hoped that whenever I went into the office, everyone would go 'Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, there he is,' but sadly, this wasn't the case.
As is often the way with councils, when my temporary contract ended, they tried to rehire me a couple of months later. This allowed me to legitimately go:
Those, as far as I know, are my only links to the mob.
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