Herkimer Gang Thug Kiera Stone Snared

by Stephen Ames Berry

Old age and skill will overcome youth and treachery —Night Court

Update 6/22/17.  Kiera Stone’s father, gang leader Stanley Sykes, yesterday morning followed me down Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue, harassing me with bellowed obscenities. (“You m-fer, you got ma baby girl locked up!”)  If she was arrested, this is two of his kids now in jail . (The son for alleged heroin trafficking, daughter Kiera Stone  for at least criminal harassment), even as dad flirts with a criminal harassment charge of his own.  Maybe the new Herkimer County jail will  have a wing named after them.

I videoed these two fresh Black Dahlias because they kept harassing me from their car when Dog Bear and I walked past 334 Pleasant Avenue. We live two doors down. Thought they wanted attention. Guess not. (For purposes of photography and audio, New York is a one-party consent state.)

As with these lovelies, Herkimer’s drug and child traffickers self-identify by calling photographers pedophiles. Our former neighbor, Herkimer’s Curtis Cool, aka Curtis Doolen, is Herkimer’s best know pedophile-caller, with his best performance viewed for over 154 hours by 2,356 people on 6 continents. Drug traffickers especially hate street surveillance cameras, as they reveal traffickers and trafficking patterns.

“I don’t want my kids on the internet” is clue that all or some of the “parent’s” kids aren’t their kids; they’re trafficked and/or sexually exploited kids. 25% of all trafficked kids are trafficked by family members.

Stanley Sykes Gangs' Herkimer Headquarters
334 Pleasant Avenue, Herkimer. It guards the parking lot behind it. That’s Joyce Barton of 333 Pleasant Ave’s daughter on the porch. Carrie Ann Bass of 334 and Joyce are business associates.

334 Pleasant Avenue – Herkimer’s Harassing Harpies Headquarters

Stanley Sykes Gangs' Herkimer Headquarters
334 Pleasant Avenue, Herkimer. It guards the parking lot behind it. That’s Joyce Barton of 333 Pleasant Ave’s daughter on the porch. Jabba of 334 and Joyce are friends.

The driveway of 341 Eureka Avenue (white house, rear) is blocked. The only way into and out of the parking lot is via the driveway of 334 Pleasant Avenue.  It sees a lot of visitors and vehicles. The porch serves as a lookout post. Good luck getting past Sykes gang’s Carrie Ann Bass, aka Carrie Ann Collins-Bass. (Next video.)

The Attack of the Witless Witches

I’d been assaulted before on Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue for videoing. So I set up a camera snare before returning to capture the Black Dahlias’ license plate for posterity. The three witless witches had no clue.

I tottered by them on my way home from the grocery store. Turning, I filmed their license plate. It went better than I’d hoped–gang thug Kiera Stone, the ballsiest of Herkimer’s harassing harpies, (see below video), ripped my cellphone from my hand and called 911 to report I’d hit her with it. Her friend tried but failed in her role as Kiera Stone’\’s keeper, while her sister-in-law, Herkimer’s Carrie Bass, aka Carrie Ann Colins-Bass, lied through her venomous lips.

Here’s the combined cellphone and minicam footage:

Carrie Ann Bass, Sykes gang’s 334 Pleasant Avenue’s resident guardian-toad.

Perhaps they thought the minicam on my label was a pacemaker. (I’m old.) It faithfully recorded the new harassment, the assault and the theft of my phone. (Aggravated Harassment in the Second Degree;  Harassment in the First Degree.) None of them were aware of the surveillance camera on their activities. This footage gave the lie to Kiera Stone and her drug and child trafficking relatives’ accusation:

The Herkimer Police Respond

The Herkimer Police arrived, Officers Bowman and Hill. They confirmed that Kiera Stone had called 911, saying I’d hit her in the face with my cellphone and repeated the allegation to them. (Falsely Reporting an Incident in the Third Degree.) No one was arrested. The officers didn’t see the surveillance or minicam footage–those required downloading. They did see the cellphone clips of the two harassment incidents. I was invited to file a complaint. 

(If I lay gut shot and dying on Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue, the last voice I’d probably ever hear would be that of a Herkimer police officer asking, “Do you want to file a complaint?”)

I said we’d never been allowed to file a complaint with the Herkimer PD–I’d put it on our blog again. Seems to work–the bad guys often just disappear. (Herkimer has 3 major water courses.) Last year Herkimer’s failed governance and rampant crime brought The Herkimer Post over 20,000+ worldwide views. We’d barely had time to celebrate before we were hit by the first of two murderous poisoning attacks. Writing about those has brought The Herkimer Post new readers.  As will “Herkimer’s Harassing Harpies.” 

Herkimer’s Brazen New Gang – The Stanley Sykes Gang

Herkimer’s harassing harpies were the first sign that the village had a brazen new gang with city roots, come north to stake claim to a large chunk of Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue. And that they were aggressively camera shy–probably for good reason. (They were later revealed to be the Stanley Sykes gang out of Utica.)

Herkimer’s homegrown gangs of late have tried to stay off the radar, preferring stealth to confrontation and darkness to light. Not these guys: They’re in-your-face aggressive, trying to intimidate through harassment. When that fails, they immediately escalate to assault or mobbing. It’s urban street gang tactics. It’s a brave new world for Herkimer crime. Stay tuned: The Herkimer Post is watching. 

Herkimer’s Harassing Harpies – The Director’s Cut

Here’s the four videos rolled into one:

 

Herkimer Poisoners Struck Again

Herkimer's stealth poisoners hard at work

by Stephen Ames Berry

Big snow storm here in Central New York. Gotta be 36 inches on the ground. And still it comes down.  In Herkimer, only the local police and the criminals are out.  But I repeat myself.

My last post, Herkimer Jewish Blogger Gassed, told of how we and our home were massively dosed by an industrial-grade pesticide as we lay sleeping, and the health consequences. A few days ago, I was finishing the draft of the follow-up post when Herkimer poisoners struck again.  We must have looked disappointingly healthy.

A neighbor apparently slipped into our kitchen and put an almost-deadly amount of digitalis into our milk. I‘d foolishly left the backyard door open a crack for the dog and gone upstairs for about 30 minutes.

Digitalis is a must-have for any Herkimer poisoner’s shelf. Lord know, Miss Marple’s villagers are always killing each other with it. Diabolically used, digitalis can cause stroke and heart attack. And after a few weeks,  thoughtfully vanishes from the body–like the pesticides used against us. Victims merely pass away, their resting heart rate just prior to death looking much like mine that night:

Herkimer poisoners struck again; digitalis poisoning victim's resting heart rate
Berry’s resting heart rate after digitalis poisoning. Could have passed away unnoticed, in the Herkimer tradition of stealth death.

Some of Herkimer’s multi-generation criminal families have members who appear to be skilled herbalists. We’ve seen zombish group behavior in the children here on Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue, only explainable by scopolamine dosing.

Given the time of day we were vulnerable–before school buses–it was probably one of our neighboring weaponized children. I had a glass of milk before bedtime and experienced the symptoms of atrial fibrillation, familiar from the last known time our food was tampered with, during a break-in in April 2015.

Taking my usual secret countermeasures,  I survived. And reported the incident to the Herkimer Desk of the New York State Police. Which has every word and pixel of data we have on everything, given that something untoward may happen to us at any moment. But then, as folks here shrug, “It’s Herkimer.”

herkimer ny government
The 3 Wise Monkeys of Herkimer

Still, it snows. Off to see if my cognac’s been poisoned.

 

 

Herkimer Malicious Trespassing – More Ball Games [VIDEOS]

Herkimer Malicious Trespassing
In Herkimer, group vandalism helps build team spirit and fill pockets.


Herkimer, Where Criminal Trespass is a Team Sport

Just when you thought it was safe to go out in your driveway again, the team sport of Herkimer malicious trespassing takes the field again.
If you read my previous post about The Ball, you’ll know that earlier this summer my neighbors called the police on me when I refused to return a ball deliberately kicked at me with great precision from across the street. It was kicked by a beefy teen, striking me on the back of my legs.
The responding Herkimer Village Police Officer, the pseudonymous Officer Heist, threatened to arrest me for Petit Larceny, duped by this very old scam. He accused me of intending to steal the worthless ball used to assault me, the one I’d already tossed into the neighborhood’s adjacent playing area. It was outrageous!

Ball Harassment Continues
Malicious trespassing in Herkimer is  a popular team sport. The innocent children whose ball the Herkimer Police leaped to defend have taken to vandalizing our car under the pretext of retrieving their (new) ball. The ball rolls into our driveway frequently, although the street is perpendicular to the driveway. A baller retrieves the ball, off camera. During his or her stay, our car is scratched or sprayed with acid. Repeat. Repeat. Obviously it’s at their parents’ instigation. These kids are probably paid in cash or drugs. The State Police appear to have clamped down on their parents following their abusive mob interaction with us in the street. (Herkimer’s Pleasant Avenue is a quietly sanctioned haven of drug trafficking, its workers flush with drug money.  There are signs that things far more heinous go on here, also involving children. )
I ordered one girl from my driveway the other day, telling her she was trespassing and not to return. She screamed “Don’t you ever talk to me that way!” As you’ll note from the video clip of her departure, she was quite indignant and circled her hand about her head, indicating that any defiance to her outrageous behavior was insane.  Politeness and respect are obviously strangers in her family. Sadly there is an arrogant expectation that my home is a public way to be used however and whenever my neighbors see fit.
Additional cameras have been brought on line. More are coming. We live as I did in Cote D’Ivoire West Africa, where each home’s a fortress, and anarchy prevails.

What I’ve Learned from Herkimer’s Officer Heist and the Pleasant Avenue Ball Harassment
Shrugging our shoulders in helplessness because, Hey! It’s just Pleasant Avenue, ill-serves us all. There are two underlying problems here. The most important is attitude. As a community, we must provide basic services, or we’re not a community. If we can’t do this alone, we have to ask for help. To be a successful community rather than one in name only, we have to change to an “I think I can and I will try” attitude. Too often when problems are discussed here, even the best of Herkimer’s people sigh, shrug their shoulders and say, “It’s Herkimer.” (At some point, perhaps the citizens of Gomorrah probably did the same.)

Herkimer is crime-ridden and  plagued by poverty. Many of the children on our street are very intelligent, but they are not engaging intellectually – their education is pathetically inadequate. Some are reading grade levels below what they should.  It’s obvious the school system treats them as pariahs and tracks them as such. At least one middle school student didn’t know what the Atlantic Ocean is. One doesn’t know what an ocean is. A very bright and likable neighboring 9th grader  is periodically made campfires from his homework assignments.  He correctly determined that Herkimer considers him social junk that his school’s job is keep him off the streets during the day. Like many kids in Herkimer, he’s filled with rage and hopelessness.

We can do better than this, Herkimer. If not now, when?

Linda Kaidan