To Geraldo Rivera's Producer, Christina Timothy

CT, morality sometimes takes precedence over the Constitution and other US law (and obviously is not in line with it at the time). Especially as a Jew, Geraldo ought to know that. In this case, he's behaving to a lesser degree and in a different but parallel way to my great-grandmother Gaydos- that is, Great-Grandma Gaydos cost the lives of relatives who died in the Holocaust because she followed US isolationist policy and did not send them the help which they requested; and in a similar way, Geraldo is costing Caylee's life and justice all the more.

My Sociology Assignment For Tonight- "Prestigia, Populus, et Familia— aka, Chapter 8 Work All Bundled Into One Cohesive and Biographical Narrative"

Prestigia, Populus, et Familia— aka, Chapter 8 Work All Bundled Into One Cohesive and Biographical Narrative


To begin, I could not even begin to list all of the different-class people about whom I know or who I know. In other words, I know about and know too many people in different classes than me to even have a simple, all-added-up list. In fact, I come from that kind of background. So, let me begin with my story— in short, anyway (and this is not off topic).

My paternal granddad is John “Jack” Gregory Czarnecki, the first-surviving newborn child and son of his parents (The first child and son— the first Anthony “Tony”, Jr. — died two days after his birth in 1934 or 1935.). After him came my granduncles Francis “Frank” (1940-1985), James “Jim”, and the second Anthony “Tony”, Jr..

Like his brothers and mom, and unlike his dad; he was born in Luzerne County, Pennsylvania into a lower American class. His dad (Tony, Sr.), on the other hand, was a Crypto-Jewish pogrom survivor and assimilationist who came to Sugar Notch via Ellis Island after his parents were outcasted by their family still in Poland Russia. Tony, Sr. also moved from relatively-fair circumstances on the family farm in Lipsk nad Biebrza to life in a rented house on 132 Main (now North Main) Street in Sugarloaf, to considerably-comfortable circumstances as the son of the coalminer who owned 203-207 (excluding 204 and 206) Freed Street in Sugar Notch.

Jack, meanwhile, lived at 203 with his parents and brothers while his paternal uncle Joe lived at 205 and his paternal aunt Alexandria Alice (who was a widow with one son— John, Jr.) lived at 207 (where she also tended to his paternal grandmother— her ailing mother—from March 28 to April 6, 1936). A 1958 graduate of King’s College in Wilkes-Barre, he married the two-year nursing student known Joan Adele Gajdos (Gaydos) on September 23, 1959 at Sugar Notch’s Holy Family Roman Catholic Church.

Joan Adele Gaydos, meanwhile, is the third daughter and middle child of Michael Gaydos, Jr. and Marysia “Mary” Elizabeth née Rusnak. Like her dad and all of her siblings, she was born in Luzerne County. Her mom, on the other hand, was born in Crabtree in Westmoreland County; where her parents, Andrew Stephen Rusnák (of the prominent Jewish Rusnák family in Košice, Slovakia) and Julia née Fosko first settled in America and married each other on July 29, 1905.

Joan, meanwhile, lived at 112 Brown Street in Ashley and only visited 163 Hughes Street in Swoyersville, where Mary had lived and returned to for the birth of her first daughter and child (Helen Margaret Gaydos Wojnar, R.N.; 1930-2006). After Joan converted from Crypto-Jewish Slovakian Byzantine Catholicism to Crypto-Jewish Roman Catholicism, and moved with Jack to Glen Burnie in Maryland; she was no longer the hopelessly-disinherited descendant of Crypto Jews that she had grown up being. She was a mother of four children (one who was sadly miscarried in 1975), the wife of one of the IRS Agents who had served Nixon tax papers, a sister of a RN and Dr. Mary Ann Gaydos at Mansfield State College, and the sister-in-law of an IBM worker (Jim Czarnecki) and a public accountant (Tony Czarnecki, Jr.).

Meanwhile, Jack’s and Joan’s son Gregory “Greg” Matthew Czarnecki came from living at Marley Station Road in Glen Burnie to earning a graduate degree in Maryland. He had married and later divorced Cecilia née Allen, one of eleven (including two sadly-miscarried) children of Loyola University professor Francis Xavier Allen (whose income went into providing for himself and his family) and homemaker Mary Ellen née Pundt (a high-school graduate who had at least four of her children still living at home when Professor Allen died on Thanksgiving Eve of 1974). Greg obviously married economically down to some extent (although Cecilia was working and still works at NASA, though she has an Associate’s and almost a Bachelor’s Degree in Information Systems), and Cecilia married economically up (at least at the time; and to make a long story short, she also married morally down).

In conclusion, I could go on and give you kol hamegillah; but I think that you get the point— that my family is of, and family history involves, all sorts of socioeconomic classes and socioeconomic mobilizations. Meanwhile, I would choose prestige over power and wealth— besides, as has been a hackneyed point, prestige can give one wealth and power. Prestige is also lasting and defines— and sometimes even is or is the result of— one’s legacy whereas wealth and power are fleeting and ultimately meaningless compared to prestige.

The Cops Listened In Illegally On Casey Anthony's Conversation? Re Roy Kronk

In the words of Jose Baez, "The answer is simple": the cops listened in legally either way; whether the way be that an inmate heard the Baez-Anthony conversation and (in street talk) snitched (By the way, I'm 21 and had no idea that "Zani" is street talk for "Xanax"- which goes to show how worldly Casey Anthony is compared to me. Anyway, either an inmate heard and snitched), or the cops (or corrections officers or whoever else) had a classified (secret) warrant from Judge Perry (since judges issue warrants, and Judge Perry would've had to have issued a non-Terry or  -Pringle, or other circumstanial or circumstance-mandated warrant).

Either way, Roy Kronk's girlfriend had the right to hear the police-given information and tip off the county (or community; either way, public worker) meter reader.

OCD On My Worse Days

Click the title. And no cheating. Hint: it's a metaphor.

Civil Rights Icon Clarence Clemmons Deceased at 69

All I knew is that he had a sudden stroke, and (as they broke it on the news during Justice With Judge Jeanine) died from said stroke and complications thereof at 69 years old while he was in a Palm Beach, FL hospital; thus, he ended his career. I didn't think about him being a Civil Rights icon until I thought about the following a little further: he was a legendary saxophone player beginning in 1972, just as the Vietnam War was going to end (in 1974) and four years after a Black Republican who Bruce Springsteen wouldn't see eye-to-eye with on many issues (Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.) died.

So, a bandmate and friend of a White Democrat coming on the heels of a prominent Black Republican icon in the Civil Rights and Vietnam Era is pretty significant, and his or her death would thus be significant. Therefore, a Black saxophonist in a often-labeled "secular" field and in a band led by a very-liberal White Democrat left a legacy of being a breakthrough man or pioneer, and a stark contrast to the D.Div. holder who was obviously a Modern Conservative (Classical Liberal) and in a often-labeled "sacred [as if anything else isn't sacred] field.

Here's a Hell of A Statistic

At least two of my great-grandma Gaydos (née Marysia Elizabeth Rusnak)'s Fosko uncles (Ferencz "Frank, Sr." and András "Alexander") committed suicide (His death is mentioned in the title-linked document. Great-Great-Granduncle Frank hung himself and was found dead in his shed on February 11, 1935). That's how I know that their dad, István "Stephen" Fosko, committed suicide: two of six sons are known to have committed suicide, and he died in 1905 when he was 45- you cannot tell me that 1/3 sons committing suicide does not point to the died-young dad having committed suicide.

There Were A Couple Times Where I Thought About Committing Suicide Today. Why?

1. I am a diagnosee of OCD/Anxiety/Depression and Diplegic Spastia Cerebral Palsy, and self diagnosee of IBS (I know what I have; thank you very much. My dad has Chron's, and my granddad has had Chron's- but not that he'll admit it- and Colon Cancer).
2. I am housestuck and single especially because of the Cerebral Palsy.
3. I am housestuck and single because said CP renders me unable to drive.
4. My mom sides with and/or enables my abusers and persecutors, and gets angry when I confront them; and takes advantage of the fact that I have Cerebral Palsy, can't drive, and am single. Thus, I am still stuck in her house.
5. My dad and quite a few in his family are evil, enablers of evil, and both.

I could give more reasons, but you get the point.