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Fire bugs and homeless young people

While some wacko pyromaniac was trying to burn Hollywood to the ground. I am still keeping an eye on the concrete hole outside my window. More than ever it has become a small encampment for homeless people, mostly youths. Check out the video of a few denizens smoking a bowl of who-knows-what.


I do not begrudge these unfortunate young people their right to indulge in a little marijuana cigarette to wake up and face the day. Nor do I begrudge them their choice of the lot next door for their encampment. Sometimes they get a little loud. One young lady in particular has the vocabulary of a sailor on leave combined with the volume of a drill sergeant. I’ve been tempted to ask her to keep it down, but it would be foolish of me to engage them in a negative manner. There is only one ending in that scenario. Me calling the police to clear out the whole encampment, which isn’t fair to the majority who are as quiet as church mice. Better to leave well enough alone. Wouldn’t you agree?

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On the northwest corner of Ivar and Hollywood, the Scientologists have their SeaOrg HQ. It’s a nondescript building, giving credence to the saying about the banality of evil. Here’s a picture of one of their viewing devices. Remember to smile and say “cheese,” if you are on the north sidewalk of Hollywood Blvd just west of Cahuenga. I got accosted for taking a picture of it years ago. It’s okay for them to look at you, but god forbid that you look at them while they are looking at you. Smile.

© Russell Smith, 2011


Remember to click on the image to get a better look at the photograph. AND then remember to hit the back button to get back to the blog. Sheesh! Why does everything have to be so complicated? I ask you.

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Religiosity on the Boulevard, plus …

I can’t get enough

of the Korean Pentecostals on Hollywood Blvd. They have been making a concerted effort to make their presence known to the summer tourists and locals alike. Take a gander at this lady’s megaphone. She does have a pretty singing voice, but I don’t think she’d make the cut even to get on American Idol.

Then I espied a Scientologist passing out the Free IQ Test handout to all and sundry. One man took it, began to read it and said within earshot, “Oh, Jesus Christ!” I’m surprised he didn’t shred it into a dozen pieces and throw it into the air as a form of exorcism. What him weave his wascally way through the crowds. I had trouble keeping up, but I think he stopped to answer somebody’s question, and that afforded me time to get this shaky footage. I don’t think you can pick the guy out unless you had me standing beside you to tell you who his is.

Oh, Jesus Christ! You've got to be kidding me!

Tammy Report

For the first time ever, Tammy talks directly to the camera. Because I don’t think she’s even competent enough to give her consent to be filmed, before she became too clear in focus, I decided to train the camera on the tree trunk while I spoke with her. Brace yourself as you join me delving into the mind of a mad woman. Is it sad? Yes! For those of a more sensitive nature, don’t listen.

To say that Tammy needs help is the understatement of the Century. But she doesn’t see it that way. First of all, she claims that she’s not on drugs. I’ve seen her with my own two peepers use a crack pipe right on my doorstep. Therein lies the beginning of her downfall. She goes a day or two without sleeping from smoking crack, or crystal meth and that causes her mind to snap. Even the most even-keeled person in the world will start to lose their grip on reality if denied sleep for one or two nights. Take someone whose grasp on reality is already tenuous and give them a stimulant like crack cocaine or crystal meth, and they will go crazy before the night is through. Most social service agencies won’t even talk to you if you fail a urine test. Once Tammy has a taste of the rock, or powder, whatever, she is slamming a dozen doors in her own face. It’s a catch-22 that will lead this woman to an early grave I fear. My dear friend, David G. suffered from the same issues. As his dementia worsened, people wanted less and less to do with him. Because of his inability to live without illicit drugs, he found himself booted out of Mother Teresa’s hospice in Northeast D.C.

I miss you, David. I wish you could have done more to save yourself. I wish I could have done more to save you. I’m haunted by this unrealistic guilt. Why did David die? Why am I still alive?

Hollywood & Highland Subway platform

Acausted by Scientologists!

Accosted by the Church of Scientology!

Have you ever noticed those nondescript buildings on the Northeast and Northwest corners of Cahuenga and Hollywood? Scientology. Those of you who are familiar with my blog should also know about my obsession with security cameras, especially LAPD. They dot Hollywood and its adjoining territories like virulent warts. Well, here’s a camera on the Northwest corner of Hollywood and Cahuenga that I’d never noticed before. How weird! Here are the pictures that I took of it in the sequence that they were shot.

Closer

Ever closer

Creepy, huh?

Since I was in my camera zone, I decided to take a couple of pictures of the Sea Org building that’s on the Northwest corner of Cahuenga and Hollywood.

Take a close look at the woman on the phone and then look for her grand appearance in the exciting video footage that’s coming up! K?

After I crossed Cahuyenga on the North side, I noticed to my surprise that there was yet another camera, this time mounted on the Sea Org building itself and it was taking pictures of the people down below on the sidewalk! Without their knowlege! On our beloved, sacred Boulevard of Broken Dreams! Wait till you see what happened next.

At this point I could tell that things were only going to get hotter and heavier if I stuck around. [Rule #1 when you move to Hollywood: Don’t mess with the Scientologists. (oops!)]So anyway, I started on my merry way (dum, dum, dee dum) down Hollywood when this goon comes up from behind me. What were you doing over there, man? Why were you taking all those pictures? What have you got against Scientology? It was wholesale creepy wrapped in a stuped-over jackbooted goon-faced package. Here’s his little contribution, not even worthy of YouTube.

Just great, huh? How’d you like this guy try to crawl up your ass? I was rude to him and just kept going MY way down the sidewalk. As he turned his back on me, I yelled, “GOON! Scientology Goon!!!” Aren’t I brave?

Next issue, see my visit on the set of How to Make Love to a Woman. Who were those famous faces, anyway… I’ll have to think about it a while. I just hope those Sea Org people don’t come after me in the night!

Am I the Target of a Harassment Campaign?

On March 21, I showed you a video of a man who appeared to be a new recruit, right off the street to Scientology. Reaction to the video has been overwhelming, 350 hits on YouTube, so far, plus the hits from this page means a lot of hits. You should read some of the text messages that have followed the airing of this video on YouTube. One person wrote, “It’s like seeing a person die.”

In the interest of fairness, I invite someone who is from Scientology to email me here, or through YouTube, to explain their religion, and just rap; but please don’t leave juvenile: I-Know-What-You-Did-Last-Summer voice messages. Every time this occurs, it will go straight to you, my audience to assess. Is it creepy enough? Were there any discernable threats? And so on. If fact, I think I’m going to make a list of ten criteria, all of equal importance, in order to assist you in your assessment of my hate mail AND harrassing phone messages. While I am working on the list, let me show you the video that all this muddle is about:

Please note the number of time that I gasp, “Omigod!” in this brief clip. I’ve become such a Southern Californian.