Herkimer drug thug Kim Vargas goes from success to success: after several years of harassment and drug trafficking along Pleasant Avenue, she wrapped up her stint next door by helping her son Jordan Bormann on his way to prison, charged with a class D violent felony. Jordan Bormann, 21, assaulted an elderly neighbor, sending the old veteran to Albany Medical center with a traumatic brain injury.
Vargas, the subject of many herkimerpost.com articles, enjoyed a two-and-a-half-year reign of unchecked criminality next door to us at 328 Pleasant Avenue, long a gang sanctuary and retail drug thug front.
This March makes our ninth year in Herkimer. For seven of those years, 328 Pleasant Avenue has been tenanted by a succession of low criminal types trafficking drugs and occasionally kids, and doing their inept best to force the “weak old people” from “their” street. As with all else in their wretched lives, they failed. Here’s a 328 Pleasant Avenue rogues gallery:
The Froth On the Scum Of The Earth: 328 Pleasant Avenue Rogues Gallery
Herkimer Monster Mom Kim VargasHerkimer elder-basher Jordan Bormann, unfortunate son of Kimberly (Bormann) Vargas, with vile friends on the porch of 328 Pleasant Avenue.Kim Vargas’ son Jordan Bormann assaults elderly neighbor in front of 328 Pleasant Avenue, causing traumatic brain injury. Officer Jason Crippen’s investigation found elderly neighbor guilty of the assault. Reinvestigation based on victim’s surveillance cam footage saw Bormann charged with Class D Violent Felony.Curtis Cool. Cop-coddled Herkimer drug thug and probable child trafficker ally, menacing his neighbors from driveway of 328 Pleasant Avenue.328 Pleasant Avenue’s wacky Amanda West harassing old folks on their neighboring porch.328 Pleasant Avenue’s Xavier Rowe harassing neighboring old folks.
Herkimer police officer Jason Crippen responding to Kim Vargas’ call. from 328 Pleasant Avenue. Crippen threatened one of us with arrest for using foul language in our driveway.
I’ve speculated at length as to who controls 328 Pleasant Avenue, using it as a retail drug trafficking front. The demographics of the Herkimer area are rapidly going upscale. We’ll see if they sell the place or move another set of gang scum in there. Whatever happens, there are a lot of surveillance drones around and our cameras stand ready.
“Nothing is so difficult as not deceiving oneself.” ― Ludwig Wittgenstein
On November 4, members of the neighboring gang from landlord Jay Smith’s 332 Pleasant Avenue attacked my wife, Linda Kaidan, as she exited her car in our driveway after a 500-mile drive. One kept shouting “I’m gonna drag her!” before assaulting Linda in our driveway. They broke off their attack on the 68-year-old grandmother and returned to their front yard when the police arrived. Linda counted nine of them, in and around the driveway. (Not to be confused with the gang that hangs out at the gang house on the other side of us: 328 Pleasant Avenue. The gang meat puppet currently living there is Herkimer Mother of the Year Kim Vargas.)
11.4.22 Herkimer teen from 332 Pleasant Avenue attacks 68-year-old grandmother in our driveway as she exits her car.
“Those cameras don’t work at night.”
For some time now, we’ve been overhearing that our cameras don’t work at night because the little red lights aren’t always on. The little red lights are the infrared beams that illuminate the dark in the absence of enough ambient light. When there is sufficient ambient light, they don’t come on. Thus they are off. The cameras work fine.
11.4.22 This photo was taken without the use of infrared enhancement, as the gang’s porch light and the street lamp provide enough light.
The detail provided by this blind camera is more than enough for me to identify familiar faces:
11.4.22 332 Pleasant Avenue gang who supported or participated in criminal trespass and harassment of the assault on the 68-year-old grandmother. Left to right: drug thug and gang den mother Kimberly (Bormann) Vargas of 328 Pleasant Avenue. The Pirate, seen trespassing and throwing stuff prior to the assault. Teenager and frequent criminal trespasser and hate graffiti artist called “Lem” by his friends, all of whom hang out at Kim Vargas’ house. And the “Gonna drag you!” teen, who assaulted Linda Kaidan. She is most probably the sister of Kyle Stone, ace crack trafficker from 332. Not circled, but to the top of Vargas, next to the police officer: Kylee Figueroa, Joyce Barton’s daughter. The Bartons moved recently, leaving Kylee at 332 but taking their beloved dog. Bare ruined choirs: Joyce Barton moved out recently, leaving a mound of trash and daughter Kylee behind. (Their dog, they took.)
So yes, the cameras work at night. We’ve forwarded more videos to the police and expect charges to soon be filed. Of course, we’ll just keep, what was it? “Dragging,” on the blog.
Things have livened up here on Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue since I survived a vicious street assault on 9/30. Formerly quiet gang-allied neighbors have grown aggressive, harassing and assaulting my wife and daughter in our driveway. A squad of them went after my daughter Alex and wife Linda on 10/24, 10/25, and 11/4. The pattern keeps repeating: one of us enters our driveway after dark, and the swarm descends from next door at 332 Pleasant Avenue, long a gang haven— trespassing, throwing stuff, menacing, and attacking a 68-year-old grandmother as she defends herself. They scatter as soon as they spot the police. It’s a miracle no one here has been injured as the gangers practice elder abuse. I went down with a brain injury when Kim Vargas’ son Jordan Bormann threw me to the sidewalk and kicked me. (I was videoing his mother, drug thug Kim Vargas accosting my wife.)
“We do not retreat—retreating is how Rust Belt Herkimer became a pirate haven.
If this continues, one of us will be injured. We do not retreat—retreating is how Rust Belt Herkimer became a pirate haven. These folks aren’t the sharpest tools in the shed and may not know what a Class B Violent Felony verdict would do to their lives—the sort of verdict young Mr. Bormann is facing. No more probation-only: it’s a mandatory multiyear prison sentence. Used to be, beating up old folks in New York was a misdemeanor blood sport, just youthful hijinks. No more. And if you kill or permanently injure one of us oldsters, you won’t be seeing the Outside for a very long time. Open Season on the elderly in New York is now closed. The Herkimer Police responded promptly. Hopefully, they’ll soon shut this dangerous game down.
The video is of all three incidents, somewhat edited. Those familiar with South Herkimer gangdom will recognize Kylee Figueroa, Joyce Barton’s daughter. (The Bartons left town about a month ago, leaving their trash and Kylee behind.) The young woman trespassing and assaulting my wife is also from 332 Pleasant, probably the colorful Kyle Stone’s younger sister. (She’s the one shouting “I’m gonna drag her!” meaning my wife.) 10:07
Don’t know who the ball-hugging, object-throwing trespasser is.
Don’t know who the ball-hugging, object-throwing trespasser is. Probably from somewhere here on our Pleasant Avenue. (There are people still living who swear it was once pleasant.)
Sorry, I couldn’t join the fray, but am still recovering from a subdural hematoma, courtesy of Jordan Bormann. (I get to see him each day as he lounges on his mother’s porch, 15 feet away, eating takeout and smoking weed. His trial’s tentatively scheduled for April. Until then, he gets to lounge at home, courtesy of New York bail reform. Don‘t worry, I’m protected from my violent mercurial assailant by a restraining order and his ankle monitoring device.)
Frankly, I think this is all about rage at the loss of drug and child trafficking income here in the ‘hood. We’ve lived here for 9 years and trafficking’s never been this light. Plus, our attackers keep checking in with mother-of-the-year Kim Vargas, who may be incentivizing their behavior. The dynamics of the Mohawk Valley are rapidly changing, fueled by an influx of affluence, itself catalyzed by climate change and the chip fab construction boom.
Things are quickly changing here, hopefully for the better.
On 9/30/22, 21-year-old Jordan Bormann savagely attacked his 74-year-old neighbor, leaving the elderly veteran unconscious and bleeding on the sidewalk in front of his home. He was diagnosed with a brain injury. Bormann is charged with a violent felony against an oldster, a local blogger who was videoing a confrontation between Bormann’s drug peddler mother and the victim’s wife.
The apple didn’t fall far from the tree: Bormann and his mother Kimberly (Bormann) Vargas, moved into the rental house next to the victim’s two years prior to the heinous attack. Mother Kimberly immediately began harassing and threatening the elderly homeowners, objecting to their surveillance cameras, their security lights and their activist blog, where they posted her alleged drug trafficking activities. She’d call the police and falsely report them for harassment and trespassing–charges given the lie by their surveillance videos.
The day of the assault, Kim twice threatened the victim’s wife with physical violence–in keeping with her history of threats and harassment. Bullied from Vargas’ porch as they were in their adjacent driveway, the couple sallied forth, the wife confronting Kim, her husband filming, Jordan’s friends heckling him and his wife as Jordan watched. (If you don’t confront bullies, they just escalate.)
With a role model like Kimberly Vargas, how else would Jordan turn out? Watch Kimberly strut her foul-mouthed stuff over the two years she’s lived next to us, the elderly couple: threatening violence, harassing our mentally ill daughter. Just a few brief highlights of her despicable behavior:
Jordan Bormann is of an age where he’s responsible for his actions and will be held accountable for them in court. He’s facing a mandatory minimum of 2 years, a maximum of 7, for a Class B Violent Felony.
As I told the District Attorney’s staff and the court, I hope his sentence sees him sent far away from his mother’s reach, where he can receive effective counseling and learn a vocation. To be just given probation would leave him where he is now, 15 feet from our house, lounging on his mother’s porch, eating takeout and smoking weed. He won’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of a decent life if he’s returned to his mother Kimberly’s foul clutches. To reinforce my suggestion to the court, I included a copy of this video with my Victim’s Impact Statement, which is reviewed prior to sentencing.
You can imagine what I think of New York’s crazy gone-today-here-tomorrow bail law.
Boy-next-door Jordan Bormann–far right, on porch railing. He’s with his heckler friends.
Bormann’s unconscious victim bled profusely. Bormann kicked him as he lay out cold.
11/2/22 Correction. The name of my assailant is Jordan Bormann, not Jordan Harris. (I worked with Harris at Harvard. He never beat me up.)
On September 30th, in the Herkimer tradition of beating bloggers, I was the victim of a vicious unprovoked street attack by Jordan Bormann, son of longtime Herkimer drug thug Kimberly (Bormann) Vargas. Jordan Bormann, a strapping young adult, charged me as I was photographing his drug-dealer mother’s usual harassment of us, hurling me violently backward onto the public sidewalk and seriously injuring me. As I lay unconscious, he cursed me, kicked me and shoved my wife away when she tried to help me.
I sustained a subdural hematoma (deep brain bleed) and was taken first by medevac to Little Falls Hospital, and then by ambulance to Albany Medical Center for neurological treatment. A subdural hematoma can be fatal.
It’s taken me several weeks to recover enough to compile video evidence of the attack, file a police complaint and write this post. As I write, the Bormann-Vargases are next door on their front porch, partying and smoking substances legal and illegal.
The initial police investigation was conducted by an officer against whom I previously filed an extensive misconduct report. After interviewing my assailant, his mother and their friends, he determined me guilty of provoking the assault; seems young Mr. Bormann was just defending his mom. Not interviewed was my wife, present the entire time. Footage from our two CCTV cameras covering the attack was not requested. Happily, I was not arrested for littering the public pavement with the copious amount of blood from my wound.
We’ve been writing about Kim Vargases’ drug dealing, threats and harassment for several years. In response, Vargas often calls the Herkimer Police with bogus complaints. On September 30th, she called them to complain that we’d stolen her cat. Her cat, the malnourished Shadow, often lounges on our porch railing and is delighted to be fed the good stuff. Astoundingly, the police often respond to Vargas’ absurd complaints, as they did that day, a Friday.
The Varga’s porch, as on most nice days, was filled with aggressive pondlife harassing us as we went about our lives in our adjacent driveway. While the police were present, Vargas told an officer on camera that she would “punch that bitch [my wife] in the face before I move.” The officer made no remark. Obviously, Vargas’ son Jordan Bormann comes by his violent behaviors honestly.
9.30.22 Usual aggressive pondlife gathered on Kim Vargas’ 328 Pleasant Avenue front porch to smoke substances legal and illegal and harass homeowners next door. My assailant, Vargas’ son Jordan Bormann, sits on the railing.9.30.22 A candid shot: Herkimer drug thug Kim Vargas, aka Kim Bormann Vargas, in front of her 328 Pleasant Avenue. Son Jordan Bormann is to the rear. Vargas has just invited neighbor, software engineer Linda Kaidan, to “Hit me! Hit me!”9.30.22 Blood from Berry’s injured skull in front of Vargas’ house.10.1.22 Wound to my head following attack by Kim Vargas’ son Jordan Bormann on 9.30.22., which caused a deep brain bleed. Note staples. 75-year-old-bodies heal slowly.
We have several videos of the attack. Below is a portion of an audio video, covering from the time of the police responding to Vargas’ 911 cat call to the moment just before the first responders arrive to scrape me off the pavement. It ends with my wife dashing into our house to get her cellphone, evil laughter following her.
Video Timeline
0:01-0:44 My cellphone video. Typical harassment from pondlife on Vargas’ porch. Police arrive, police leave. Usual attempts to drive us from our property and then from the public sidewalk.
0:45 Action has moved down the public sidewalk. (Suspect Vargases believe they’re off camera.) Vargas invites Kaidan to “Hit me!”
04:02 Jordan Bormann charges me as I’m filming, hurls me backwards onto the pavement, knocking me unconscious, lacerating my scalp and causing a subdural hematoma (deep brain bleed).
04:06 Bormann shoves my wife Linda away as she tries to come to my aid, then curses and stomps me.
05:00-End Vargas and male thug from porch ignore my wife’s repeated direction to leave me alone. Linda dashes into the house to get her cellphone, denouncing the twosome hunched over me as “Monsters!” Evil laugher follows her.
More to come: A longer higher quality video, clips and a critque of the initial police investigation by Officer Jason Crippen.
On 5/13/22, Herkimer gang gal Carrie Ann Bass hosted a large fire-themed party at Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking Hub, presided over by Bass and owned by landlord Jay Smith. The centerpiece of that most recent raucous gathering was a large illegal fire, which was twice shut down by Herkimer Police following my 911 calls.
Bass rents a house on one end of the trafficking hub–341 Eureka Avenue– and has long treated the hub as her little empire for dirt: child trafficking, drug trafficking, poison gassing of nosy neighbors, criminal tampering. Cops and cameras have done much to stifle her, but she’s still there, the last holdout of the Stanley Sykes gang.
The Roman fire squad slipped into the child trafficking lot under the cover of darkness at 0200 hrs on 5/22. They came in two cars whose license plate frames read “Rome Pre-Owned” and filled with wooden shipping pallets. (Never saw the two of them or their cars before.)
By 0204 they’d broken up some of the pallets and were kindling a fire in the rickety cinder block structure used for the party bonfire two weeks before. I called 911. The Herkimer Police police responded and made them put out the fire.
Undeterred, they later broke up another shipping pallet and started the fire anew, moving a car between the fire and our cameras. The brief and no doubt unsatisfactory fire quickly ran out of fuel. Unusually, they didn’t rip the slats off of our poor old fence to kindle the flames. (24 cameras.)
Two of them then hung around for hours, waiting for Bass to return, presumably to be paid–she’d cleverly left well before they arrived. One of them met briefly with her, and then they were gone. Haven’t seen them time since. (The lad with the nice pink underwear doing some weeding should thank me for not putting that clip on YouTube. )
5.13.22 Herkimer gang welcomes Spring with much noise and an illegal bonfire in their sanctuary at Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking’ Lot, landlord Jay Smith, proprietor.
There is no darkness or deep shadow where the workers of iniquity can hide. Job 34:22
(Forensic analysis of the accompanying video might produce usable facial recognition features.)
5.22.22 Gang guys breaking up shipping pallet to kindle illegal fire in Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking Hub.5.22.22 Gang guys readying to break up shipping pallet to kindle illegal fire in Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking Hub.
Here are the two principals with their cars, waiting for Bass. (Facial recognition quality images could probably be extracted from the video)
Roman Fire Squad in the child trafficking lot with one of their cars: Subaru Outback, NY license HHW5652. (Per binoculars.) Rear plate frame reads “Rome Pre-owned”.
Other Roman Fire Squad car. Appears to be a Chevy 4-door. NY license JCH8451
Another black, four-door Rome Pre-Owned is often seen at Bass’s: NY license KTH6114
Frequently seen at Carrie Ann Bass’s house at 341 Eureka Avenue in Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking Hub: NY license KTH6114. The rear license plate frame also reads “Rome Pre-owned”.
We’re keeping a camera on that tippy, uncemented cinder fireplace in the trafficking lot. It’s an easy accident away from the dry scrub around Bass’ law-abiding neighbor’s new wooden fence and the house they brought back from the dead through years of sweat equity:
5.14.22 Gang-built fireplace beside brush and fence in Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking Hub.
The celebration lasted until the wee hours of the following day, orchestrated by booming quasi-music and a constantly stoked illegal fire. The fire was the centerpiece of the festivities, set amid some loosely stacked cinder blocks next to dry brush and a wooden fence. (In Herkimer, we call this crack craftsmanship.)
It wouldn’t have taken much to send the whole flaming ramshackle mess tumbling into the brush–no mortar in that structure. It’s been very dry here–every few hours we seem to get a dry weather fire warning from the Weather Service. The gang probably plans to use it for future parties. Someone needs to rain on their parade.
5.15.22 Slapped together gang fireplace beside brush and fence in Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking Lot, just behind 341 Eureka Avenue. It appeared the afternoon of the party.
It required two 911 police responses to get the revelers to bank their illegal fire. It should have been extinguished. Herkimer Village doesn’t permit fire within 100 feet of a structure–that’s most of the village.
To be fair, these folks were sedate compared to previous next-door firebugs, such as drug trafficker Kyle (“I’m gonna sell crack until I die”) Stone. Though his fires never lasted as long or soared as high as their bonfire.
8.4.19 Jay Smith tenant Kyle Stone performs the cracked-out druggies’ fire jump behind 332 Pleasant Avenue.
Hopefully, after this post and the 911 calls, village authorities will see to the disposal of that crazy firebox and issue a citation before we all go up in flames some night.
Oh. Here’s Carrie Ann Bass’ car. It has no rear plate. Hasn’t for months. She’s always trundling about in it. The front plate is FVK1613, if anyone’s interested.
Carrie Ann Bass’ car at 341 Eureka (rea4). No rear plate. The front plate is GVK1613, at least today.
Thank me–I’ve spared you the booming video of these fools.
An earlier version misidentified Chandler Seelbach and omitted reference to his violent criminal history.
Chandler Seelbach trespassing as he menaces Linda Kaidan in her driveway.
How to treat a bully? Stand fast and bully back.
Herkimer Post Editor Linda Kaidan, my wife of 43 years, is an early riser. She puts out food for her beloved birds’ breakfast in front of our lovely 100-year-old house at Herkimer’s 330 Pleasant Avenue.
Last Thursday 11/29, at about 4 am, she was taking out the trash when she was harassed and menaced by the local gang’s latest sacrificial drug thug, young Herkimer dad Chandler Z. Seelbach. Seelbach emerged from his friend fellow drug thug Kyle Stone’s house at 332 Pleasant Avenue and immediately started in on Linda. Seelbach is a violent criminal well-known to local police, yet still walking the streets through the miracle of New York law.
His face inches from hers, Seelbach verbally assaulted her for about 8 minutes, heaping her with obscenities, threatening several times to “beat the shit” out of her as he trespassed on our property. She stood her ground and only came inside when she was good and ready. (He doesn’t seem to know who his mother is.)
Here’s the audio and a porch video of the attack. Though Linda was on four cameras, the only one with audio is the porch cam. The police have a full video of the incident; the audio is enough to convict. Several still shots from one of our videos are in this post. (The woman cheering Seelbach on is our neighbor, drug thug Kim Vargas.) Turn on the volume.
Our local drug and child trafficking gang doesn’t like our very legal gentle street light it lessens their use of the two gang houses on the other side of our property for nighttime drug trafficking. Including Seelbach’s.
For his finale, Seelbach threw a dramatic haymaker at our doughty little light. As with all else in his pathetic young life, Seelbach failed, and went off to where he lays his head, landlord Jay Smith’s 326 Pleasant Avenue, two houses down. form ours.
“Seelbach then threw a dramatic haymaker punch at our light.”“As with all else in his pathetic young life, Chandler failed…”
This latest ugly incident, with videos, was reported to Officer Burns of the Herkimer Police, who took and registered Linda’s complaint. Burns was one of the many officers who were very supportive when Linda was attacked and punched out by the Joyce Barton gang’s Shianne Hill a few years ago. (Shianne was sentenced to a year’s probation and restitution. The Bartons have been stripped of the illusion that they enjoy immunity from arrest within the village of Herkimer.)
Chandler Seelbach – Poster Boy for Herkimer Gang’s Eroding Empire of Dirt
Young Herkimer dad Chandler Z. Seelbach in daylight, March 2018. Seelbach lives two doors down from us at Jay Smith’s 326 Pleasant Avenue.
Chandler Seelbach’s vile street skit is the latest of the Herkimer gang’s desperate final gasps. Gone are Zachary’s predecessors, Kyle Stone and Xavier Rowe. And Smith tenant Earl Thompson, who was always vowing to put anthrax in our mailbox. MIA from our patch of paradise for years now is gang chieftain Stanley Sykes. Present but mute is street harasser and child trafficker Cary Ann Bass, Sykes alleged daughter-in-law. Still seen about is Shyke’s good right hand Kevin Stone, who has open access to all the houses landlord Jay Smith’s gifted Herkimer’s drug and child traffickers one Christmas.
The rapidly improving demographics of Herkimer and all of Upstate New York is draining the swamp of organized criminal activity. The people now moving here in large numbers are affluent and seeking a climate change haven. Herkimer, to its surprise I’m sure, is one of the nation’s finest climate change survival zones.
Herkimer doesn’t have much housing stock. Even halfway decent houses sell in a few days. Our nighttime skies are so filled with law enforcement drones that they must be filing flight plans. (We’ve seen some cute little prototype drones being tested here.)
When prosperity comes in, gangs move out, usually with the help from beefed-up law enforcement, and folks who no longer yield their streets to scum like Chandler Seelbach. Don’t be bullied. Stand your ground and bully back.
My wife Linda Kaidan delights in Herkimer’s abundant wildlife. Birds of all feathers and bold bushy squirrels have especially grown plump from her devotion. She feeds them daily from our driveway, our backyard sometimes being unsafe from nighttime poison gas attacks. The squirrels are very fond of black oiled sunflower seeds, the birds go for the good quality white bread.
Linda’s morning feeding time is well known–the unfriendly eyes of neighbors we’ve called out for drug and child trafficking surround us. The body dumped in our driveway from a passing car the other morning shouldn’t have surprised us:
The victim was a handsome gray squirrel with just a hint of red to his fur, his body still warm. He’d been killed by a perfect shot to the head at close range from a pellet gun. Knowing Herkimer’s warped gang scum, he may have been lured close by his killer with treat for ease of execution and enjoyment of betrayal.
A sad small death in Herkimer: a handsome young squirrel killed by local gang filth and dumped in our driveway.
As intended, Linda was upset and buried Rocky, as we named him, in the backyard, which is covered by surveillance cameras.
Grave of Rocky the Squirrel, murdered by Herkimer drug scum, his body tossed in our driveway.
Herkimer’s drug and child traffickers have a rich history of animal cruelty. It’s a pastime they’ve cultivated both for sadistic pleasure and as a means to intimidate those who call them out. When we moved to Herkimer eight years ago, someone shot several birds in our backyard, also with a pellet gun. After we buried them, someone dug up the bodies at night and left them on our back stairs. (And people wonder why we have all those cameras, lights and mics. )
Titanium golf club head hurled at old dog by neighboring gang family kids.
At night, Bear was blasted in her porous basement den by waves of volatilized pesticide from hand foggers, a standard regional gang weapon. (“Ya can’t prove nothin’!” Yeah, but the drones can. )
Bear is gone, casualty to years of our war to knife with Herkimer’s entrenched criminals. We were of an age, Bear and I. We used to hang out, share Subway Melts (extra extra bacon) and good Dutch beer. I miss Bear.
Bear
Who Killed Rocky Squirrel? Boris and Natasha?
I suspect Boris and Natasha may have had a hand in Rocky’s murder. The pair are legendary squirrel haters to whom we’ve given unwelcomed publicity.
Hostess Bass enjoyed a good turnout, with about 30 guests at its nighttime peak. Unlike previous gang parties in the child trafficking lot, this one lacked drug-addled mindwipes howling at the moon and the booming of obscene misogynistic music shaking nearby houses, mostly just the happy shrieking of kids permeating our living room into the wee hours. And some occasionally loud but not totally vile music emanating from parked cars, the volume carefully nuanced to drop just as we were calling the police. Some fireworks, but all legal and an illegal but modest fire bowl crackling away over on the Eureka Avenue side of the parking lot.
6/5/21 Just a few of the guests at Carrie Ann Bass’ party in Herkimer’s Historic Child trafficking Hub. Numbers swelled after dark.6.5.21 Herkimer gang and friends partying in the village’s historic child trafficking lot. Carrie Ann Bass, host.
Harvey is older now and seemingly into other things—this year he didn’t vandalize our fence or wave parts of his anatomy at our cameras. Boy’s growing up. Great things soon await.
Among the attendees was Kyle (“I’m gonna sell crack until I die”) Stone, who now seems to live at Bass’ 341 Eureka Avenue.
Guests included gang members and neighbors. (But I repeat myself.) Among the attendees was Kyle (“I’m gonna sell crack until I die”) Stone, who now seems to live at Bass’ 341 Eureka Avenue, and a busy few drug runners arriving late, obvious by their bulging backpacks. Given that we weren’t blasted with volatilized pesticides the next morning, some of our resident poison gassers were also probably among the guests and partied late. Can’t say if anyone from drug thug Kim Vargas’ krew at 328 Pleasant Avenue or from the Joyce Barton’s granny-beating gang at 333 Pleasant Ave were in attendance, though Bass, Vargas and Barton have been seen socializing.
Worrisomely absent this year was Harvey’s grandfather, gang leader Stanley Sykes, seen here harassing his blogging neighbors. We’d recently rejected his offer of $1,200. for our house.
Still worrisomely absent again this year was Utica gang chief Stanley Sykes, a self-proclaimed member of the Crips, memorable for offering us $1,200 for our house in the midst of a massive 2017-18 campaign of poison gas attacks on us. (Stanley is hard to miss.) And also Kyle Stone’s crack-selling chum, Xavier Rowe of 326 Pleasant Ave, both Herkimer native sons. Xavier might have been there—didn’t review all the 14 hours of footage.
Hostess Carrie Ann Bass, Stanley Sykes Gang drug and child trafficker. (2017 photo)
The three houses of Herkimer’s Historic Child Trafficking Hub—332 and 334 Pleasant Avenue and Bass’ 341 Eureka Avenue, are a traffickers’ sanctuary, owned by landlord Jay Smith. His trafficking hub tenants appear to enjoy the worry-free status of a protected class within Herkimer. Smith’s long been rumored to be selling those three beauties through a land contract. If so, they haven’t closed yet and remain his malignant huckleberries.
Loyal viewers of our herkimerpost.com videos will note we filmed Carrie’s party on a new camera. We’re testing several streaming 4k HD POE cameras at various resolutions. The new generation of surveillance cameras are easily installed, record in MP4, require no decryption and can be monitored on any device from anywhere. And of keen interest to our neighbors, all have great audio. The winning camera model will supplement our hardwired CCTV cameras.
As a courtesy to our neighbors, I’ve posted a few hi-def pixs of the party, suitable for downloading and framing. Enjoy.
Her cat, the malnourished Shadow, often lounges on our porch railing and is delighted to be fed the good stuff. Astoundingly, the police often respond to Vargas’ absurd complaints, as they did that day, a Friday.
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The winning camera model will supplement our hardwired CCTV cameras.