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.)
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”.
Another black, four-door Rome Pre-Owned is often seen at Bass’s: NY license KTH6114
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:
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.
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.
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.
Thank me–I’ve spared you the booming video of these fools.
Here’s the latest attack on our little driveway light. This unwitting suicide attack occurred on 4/4. Watch and listen as masked kamikaze Chunky Monkey stands on our wet grass and chops away at the light cord with a pair of metal scissors. The result was what you’d expect. Chunky Monkey ran away whimpering in pain down the driveway of 335 Pleasant Avenue and didn’t appear again. I checked the footage of that house for the next 12 hours.
Is the fool alive? Don’t know. Several cars came out from behind that house over the next eight hours. He could have been in one of them, being taken to the hospital for cardiac arrhythmia, or up in the hills to have his body dumped. Electrical shock doesn’t always kill you immediately–it can occur hours or days after the event. (Quoting my wife Linda, who was an apprentice electrician in Florida and has horror stories.)
We think some sadistic gang creeps put Chunky up to this–gave him or her a few bucks and some crack, not caring if Chunky suffered or died, maybe even hoping he or she would, and we’d find another body in our driveway. Previous corpses have been those of squirrels. A few calls to local hospitals would find if someone short and stocky was recently admitted for electrical burns or shock.
That gentle little $50.00 LED light has excited a lot of passion in the Herkimer community:
Our neighboring drug and child traffickers are especially incensed. Some even called the police, demanding that their right to darkness be protected. Others tampered with the light and were arrested, or harassed us over it, and were arrested. It made a fine lure for petty criminals. And it seems to have sparked the installation of a number of similar lights along Pleasant and Eureka Avenues, more cameras, and better bulbs in our street lights.
Repositioned Light Coming Soon
The light still works. It just needs a new cord. We’re not replacing it on the pole: we don’t want to be responsible, no matter how indirectly, for someone’s death. But, out of concern for the safety of ourselves and our neighbors, such as neighboring Kim Vargas and her family, we’ll install it or a brighter light high on the house, also pointed left toward King Street. Some of the folks who hate light are usually high by early evening–maybe they’ll be high enough to reach the light.
About The Cameras
This is the first time anyone’s seen or heard our newest POE camera, dubbed Street Sweeper, in action. As you can see, Street Sweeper has a huge field of vision. Chunky’s panicked retreat was captured by our faithful old 1080p Amcrest system and the two clips combined.
If you’re interested, the whole system– camera, ethernet cable, and POE switch, was about $100 and ties in nicely with a router. It can be easily controlled from your cellphone and permits real-time viewing. Great for checking out those odd night noises. The clips are MP4 and can be played on any media player and shared over a variety of media. And of course, the Herkimer Police are always delighted to receive crime clips.
Something there is that does not love a light. Especially the gentle LED light gracing the end of our driveway here on Herkimer’s dingy-dark Pleasant Avenue. When we first installed it, one of our drug trafficking neighbors called the police. Another discussed putting anthrax in our mailbox. Oh! The endless wailings!
A few years later and walking down the street at dawn reveals a lot more of these cheap, bright lights, mostly in backyards. And certainly our little light’s made it much easier for our cameras to pick out the faces of those trafficking out of landlord Jay Smith’s 326 Pleasant Avenue, two doors down. And the comings and goings of street bruiser Kim Vargas, next door at 328 Pleasant, as she makes her good-neighbor rounds of our village. On the bright side, we have some decent kids on the street who are happy to play ball in the lamp’s light.
Prior to December, the light had been menaced but not attacked. That changed while I was away on 12/31, when 266 Pleasant Ave’s resident habitual offender Chandler Seelbach vandalized it. In November, Seelbach menaced and threatened my wife, Linda Kaidan over the light. She registered a complaint with the Herkimer Police and we hadn’t seen Seelbach for a while. Here’s a video of his vandalism. It begins with a brief clip of one of Kyle Stone’s occasional outbursts against the light:
“Neither Stone nor Seelbach would be infesting our community were it not for New York’s muddleheaded bail reform law
Stone and Seelbach are typical of Herkimer’s drug and child trafficking gang members: inept. Most of them have never worked and they have no grasp of cause and effect. Despite their attempts, the light still works. Seelbach twisted its supports out of alignment, making it hard to properly position. My complaint against Chandler Seelbach for Criminal Tampering is pending with the Herkimer Police. Seelbach seemed unconcerned about the 4 cameras recording him. And compared to the rest of his criminal history, it’s a minor offense. Neither Stone nor Seelbach would be infesting our community were it not for New York’s muddleheaded bail reform law, which is based on the philosophy that there’s really no such thing as a bad boy. In Florida, they’d have ago long been in prison.
Luring With A Light
I probably should mount the new, brighter light we have on hand. But am happy to leave the battered lamp where it is for now in hopes that some other drug-addled dimwits will attack it and be arrested. Think of it as luring with a light. Here;’s the law:
New York Penal Law § 145.20: Criminal Tampering in the Third Degree
A person is guilty of criminal tampering in the third degree when, having no right to do so nor any reasonable ground to believe that he has such right, he tampers with property of another person with intent to cause substantial inconvenience to such person or to a third person. Criminal tampering in the third degree is a Class B misdemeanor. The penalty is 90 days in jail or 1 year’s probation, a fine and restitution to the victim.
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.
As intended, Linda was upset and buried Rocky, as we named him, in the backyard, which is covered by surveillance cameras.
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. )
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.
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.
12/22/21 Last week, Amir Covic, aka Boris, listed both 339 and 330 Eureka Avenue for sale.
Herkimer’s 339 Eureka Ave Pickaxe Gang struck again on D-Day, invading vacant vandalized 337 Eureka, their leader wielding his signature pickaxe as he further ravaged a portion of the rear border fence we share with 337. We’re wondering if Boris and Natasha sent them.
The shaggy-haired blond middle schooler first attacked the old wooden fence on 5/12, kicking out a few panels, then watched from next door at 339 Eureka as Linda Kaidan mended the damage with materials on hand, sharing a few fence repair tips with him as she worked. He said nothing, but judging from his method of attack on 6/6, he listened well, carefully deconstructing her repair by first removing the key vertical iron fence posts before ripping and bashing the weakened horizontal sticks.
Job well done, he gave our surveillance camera a defiant two-handed finger salute and turned away with a scowl. He and his three cohorts, one his younger clone, hung out in 337’s thoroughly vandalized backyard for a while. Here’s the video:
0:01 5/11/21 Both boys at home at 339 Eureka. Younger one retrieves ball from our yard.
1:05 5/12/21 Both boys in yard of 337 Eureka.
1:52 Older boy kicks out fence slats.
2:42 Neighbor mends fence as older boy watches from 339 Eureka.
3:22 6/6/21 Both boys in yard of 339 with two others. Older boy knocks out more slats.
4:12 Older boy begins demolishing mend to fence made on 5/12 by L. Kaidan.
6:49 Older boy finishes job with pickaxe. Salutes our camera with two fingers.
We first sighted a Pickaxe Gang boy on 5/11, when their youngest member came chasing a ball into our yard. Slipping through our gang-ravaged fence from the child trafficking lot side, the kid reclaimed the ball and skillfully kicked it over both fences and back into the yard of 339 Eureka, giving our closest camera a glance.
339 Eureka Avenue Long A Suspect Property
We’ve long marked 339 Eureka as associated with local gang chief Stanley Sykes and associate Carrie Ann Bass, the most recent gang to have trafficked kids and drugs out of adjacent 341 Eureka. Sykes, Bass’ putative father-in-law, had access to 339 during his years at 341 Eureka. Bass still may—she has but to walk next down Eureka Avenue to be off of our cameras. (I suspect Bass serves as the gang Airbnb host for 339 Eureka.)
The only times 339 Eureka has shown any signs of life is when kids, fleetingly seen, quickly come and go from there.
We’re in the midst of a national housing shortage–Herkimer properties are becoming gold, yet 339 Eureka is still vacant most of the time.
Amir and Selma Covic – Owners of 339 Eureka Avenue
339 Eureka has been owned by Amir and Selma Covic since 2014. They also own 330 Eureka Avenue. We overlook the backyard and deck of 339 and have for almost eight years, but we’ve never seen the Covics, either in the flesh or on our surveillance cameras. We’ve taken to keeping their photo, marked “Boris and Natasha,” on the wall beside our surveillance cameras’ monitor. Smart money says we’ll see Boris and Natasha at 339 long before we see Amir and Selma.
339 Eureka Avenue – A Child Trafficking Hold House?
We’ve been including 339 Eureka Ave on our Child Trafficking Hub maps for years –we call it a Hold House: a house kept empty and held for use at need by traffickers, but not occupied by them. We’ve also been suspicious of equally vacant 337 Eureka, its owners concealed through ownership by a New York corporation.
7/20/2017 Mystery Woman with Sykes Gang and at 339 Eureka
…nighttime backyard poisonings grew to a frenzy the closer our trimming came to 337 and 339 Eureka.
Poison gas has been blasted into our front and backyards over the years. The backyard gassing, we now believe, was to keep us from looking too hard at 339 and equally empty 337 Eureka. It’s had the opposite effect–it attracted our attention. So, this year we finally had the time to do something about it. We blasted back with lights, trimmed the vegetation and plastered the yard with cameras.
The nighttime backyard poisonings grew to a frenzy the closer our trimming came to 337 and 339 Eureka. We awoke some mornings to a yard saturated with a gaseous, flesh-searing caustic redolent of a meth bake. (It’s Herkimer–we know the smell.) Our backyard was a World War I battlefield. We broke out the gas masks again.
Only when we cleared the last of the undergrowth and overhanging limbs obscuring the 337-339 border fence did the attacks slacken. Then came Pickaxe Boy.
Did Boris and Natasha send him? Or did he and his co-vandals just slip off the reservation? The afternoon of 6/15/21 Carrie Ann Bass unwittingly told us.
Carrie Ann Bass – Herkimer Child Trafficking’s Airbnb Host?
Early that afternoon, Carrie Ann was overheard on her cellphone being reamed out by someone for her failure to prevent the Pickaxe Gang from vandalizing 337 Eureka. And just as I was finishing this article.
Phone Call Proves Suppositions
Carrie Ann Bass is the gang’s short stays hostess for 339 Eureka.
She let the lads of the Pickaxe Gang slip off the reservation.
Her client is very displeased.
Vandalism reported to the Herkimer Police, with videos. (Officer Carbone.)
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Last Wednesday our neighbor, Herkimer drug thug Kim Vargas, demonstrated skills acquired through decades of deadbeatism. Called on to surrender her unpaid for rented TV and laundry equipment, Vargas, tenant of Ft. Plain landlord Joe Handy, flawlessly demonstrated the aerodynamic potential of a flatscreen TV, sending it soaring gracefully from the driveway of her 328 Pleasant Avenue driveway to land beside the Great Rentals pickup van. Vargas then delivered the coup de gras to the machine, chucking it into the van as the Great Rentals guys stood clear.
Not pressing their luck, the rental recovery crew called the Herkimer Police to aid in the recovery of their laundry equipment from mighty mini Vargas. After some off-camera discussion with officers, Vargas again showed off her well-honed vandalism skills, scoring a perfect ten-point washer drop onto the sidewalk. A neighbor kindly delivered an unharmed dryer to the van (not shown), ending that day’s performance. Rest assured, there will be more. Vargas is an unending source of entertainment.
Thursday, 3/18, gave a brief glimpse of the simmering conflict between Herkimer’s entrenched gang families, their combat-seasoned neighbors, and the Herkimer community’s desire to see drug and child trafficking gone. Its focal point was the angry departure of Thug Vargas from 328 Pleasant Ave. Thug is the brother-in-law of our immediate neighbor Kim Vargas, who we’ve outed for drug trafficking and neighbor harassment. Don’t know his first name, but Thug is appropriate. (Surely there’s a warrant out somewhere on this guy?)
At 12:24 pm we heard enraged males shouting incoherently, off-camera, from the direction of the Vargas’ driveway. It’s next to landlord Jay Smith’s 326 1/2 Pleasant Avenue, aka The Drunks’ House. The loudest voice sounded like Kim Vargas’ brother-in-law, Thug Vargas—we know his voice from the Vargases’ threats and harassment. (“Kick your teeth down your throat.” I was trimming my yard.)
“We waited, but no pitchforks-and-torches mob descended on us…
Our indefatigable resident Jew popped outside for a moment as the angry shouting continued. “Some guy screamed ‘…Jews telling people what to do!” she reported. I pulled the audio feed. Couldn’t distinguish much from amid the berserk male voices. I may have heard “scum” repeated a few times. We waited, but no pitchforks-and-torches mob descended on us, for which we thank the well-known synergy between our surveillance cameras and law enforcement.
12:26 pm (0.01-0.17) Thug Vargas gets into U-Haul and drives off. Haven’t seen him since.
12:29 – 12:32 pm (0.18-1:10) Two Herkimer Police officers visit with the Vargases. (We didn’t call them. Our thanks to whoever did.)
With the weather turning nice we expect some of our murderous band of neighbors will try to resume their traditional Spring harassment and poisoning offensive. (Year eight.) In the past, we’ve overheard that our child trafficking and drug trafficking videos “hurt a lot of families”.
Herkimer Folks Not A Pack of Rabid Bigots
Note to new readers: We’ve been getting thousands of views per month from ip addresses across the US. Except for our child trafficking series, this is unusual for us. We assume many are from people looking to relocate. Underway now seems to be the start of the largest mass migration since the fall of the Roman Empire. Certainly, any decent real estate in our village is sold almost the instant its listed. License plates from coastal states and as far way as Alaska, California,and Nevada have been spotted in the Walmart parking lot.
About those Devolved Humans In Our Videos
The devolved humans on our street and in our videos aren’t reflective of Herkimer as a whole. Pleasant Avenue has long a gang street, and we’re ringed by the several houses still occupied by gang members, dug in like ticks.
It’s become obvious that the wholesale drug and child trafficking reported here has sharply declined. Regional and federal law enforcement have eyes in the skies and boots on the ground, and we quickly post about evildoing. Backed by the state police, the Herkimer PD has stepped up and respond speedily and effectively. Herkimer and all of Upstate New York are an area in transition.
Much of the property here in south Herkimer village is in sound shape, with spacious, sturdy 19th-century homes built by the master carpenters of the vanished Herkimer Standard Desk Company. They’re underpriced and in the most flood-safe part of the village, neighborhoods protected by a network of well-maintained dykes.
Those properties will come on the market once their owners are convinced that housing traffickers is no longer profitable.
The area around Herkimer’s gorgeous, sitting as it does at the confluence of the Mohawk River and West German Creek., an easy fifteen-minute walk from our home:
Here’s a short video of Kim Vargas’ absurd erection rising high. Kim Vargas is the latest in a succession of gang thugs barracked next door at Herkimer’s 328 Pleasant Avenue, owned by Joe Handy of Ft. Plain. She’s lofting this tent in response to our many videos and blog postings outing her and her krew’s wholesale drug trafficking, gang member hosting, neighbor poisoning, elder menacing and overall depraved rottenness. She’s been a busy girl since moving in 6 months ago.
Vargas supervised her krew of family and friends as they laboriously and ineptly erected that pavilion tent. It took 6 of them 4 hours to get it up; it only has one full side. I sped up the video; no need for us all to suffer.
Competent, sober friends who probably have a work ethic had to finish up for the Vargases. The intent of the tent, masquerading as a Halloween shrine, is to block our surveillance cameras from doing what they’ve done–capturing and curtailing the Vargases and their allied neighbors’ at 331 Pleasant Avenue’s activities by exposing them to public and law enforcement scrutiny. Sunlight is the best disinfectant as Mr. Justice Brandeis reminds us. It works.
Kim Vargas’ Absurd Erection -Video Timeline
0:01 -0:44 The tent goes up.
0:45 to End — Kim Vargis hosts village building code inspectors. I asked them to come by. That thing is just so in violation of Local Law 3. The most immediate issue is that we can’t see the street or sidewalk on one side while pulling out of our driveway. Lots of small kids, many of them from the Vargases’ house, often dart by on the sidewalk, low to the ground. Indeed, pulling out the day of this video, I almost collided with the code officers’ vehicle. They made Vargas open a part of the side for safe sidewalk and street viewing. Hopefully there’s enough visibility for me to not crush someone.
We’ve been told that the tent is an impermanent structure and won’t be allowed to become permanent. Obviously, we can still see who comes and goes from the Vargeses’ and their neighbors. After 6 years on Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue, we’ve become adept at spotting and calling out gang activity and will continue doing so.
Kim Vargas is seen here complaining about our cameras and lighting. She and her krew moved in in April. The cameras have been here for three years. Who rents next to a house with 25 cameras if they don’t want to be videoed? Someone who’s paid to, that’s who.
Our parent organization, The Herkimer Post, is considering buying a quiet little camera drone and streaming area footage live. Those drones have grown more reliable and less expensive. Time to improve our game.