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Funeral Home on South Side Under Investigation

Well, history be damned....

You would would think that after the chaotic bullshit that happened with Oaklawn Cemetary, folks would be careful with how they protect the dead.

The Cook County Coroner's Office recently had some serious issues because of bodies stacked to the ceiling and some people were fired.

So you ask - why the fuck is Harry Carter, the owner and operator of Carter Funeral Chapels in business?

Well, turns out that he wasn't legally - Harry took it upon himself to continue to operate his business even though his license was suspeneded.

And no, Harry didn't divulge this bit of crucial information to the public.

Let's just take a stroll down memory lane in regards to Harry's Chapels...

Records show that in 1996, Carter's Funeral Chapels was dissolved as a legal business entity, so why is Harry operating a business that exist in name only?

Harry Carter was disciplined in 1999 by the state of Illinois for operating without a license and failure to take classes to keep his funeral director's license current.

In 2006, he couldn't renew his license because Harry owned the state income taxes.

In 2009, Harry filed for Chapter 7 bankruptcy.

Let's fast forward....seems like Harry decided to make some cash and franchised the name of his former legal business out, behold, now we have Carter Chapels. This quality establishment has turned out to be unheated and without electricity.

Okay, sure it's a building that primarily deals with the deceased, but damn, Harry, really?

Fortunately, now the majority of the bodies have been removed from Harry's House of Horrors. Families who have deceased relatives that were being serviced by Harry, can't get a word with Harry concerning what is going to happen to their loved ones that were in the process of being embalmed and prepared for internment.

It's kind of odd, because every chance Harry gets, Harry got a lot to say to the media.

Here are some of Harry's gems:

"Those bodies were treated with the upmost respect."

"Had things not been compliant, I would've left in handcuffs instead of going home."

" All companies have their problems, look at GM and Chrysler".

So now were comparing nuts and bolts and assembly lines to the deceased? Smooth move, undertaker.

The problem with businesses like Harry's and the assholes that run them, is that they know the reason why people come to the them in the first place is because most families can't afford the better funeral homes.

So we go to the local funeral home like Harry's that's across the street from the liquor store, and has suspect ass employees.

I've never understood how the most pompous fucks in the world, when they get caught up in a swirl of dishonesty, never want to apologize.
They never want to admit to wrong doing.

At least Harry, have some dignity and give your customers closure.
Instead, now they have to go through a longer grieving process because of you and your shady business practices.

Talking to a new funeral director,making arrangments again,trying to get closure for the second time around.

But, no Harry, that's not your problem.
Posted by ucantseeme at 10:00 PM No comments: Labels: It's A Shame, Makes You Wonder?


My Hero: My Salute To You Ronn Pitts I didn't have a clue how I wanted to start this subject.
For that matter, what to say.
Usually, I'd have someone read before I post.
You know, make the necessary corrections
Also to make sure I don't come across as an idiot.

This particular subject is from my heart and I wanted it to be read as such.

I was told by my father, there's no such thing as Black History.
There's just history.

I understand where he's coming from.
His generation, fought for so much, dealt with so much.

So for Black(Just History)History Month, I would like to talk about my dad,
Mr. Ronn Pitts.

In the sixties, there were only a handful of black filmakers in America.

Dad, happened to be one of the handful.
Literature can only teach you so much.
I learned first hand through dad and my mother exactly how bad it was for Black Americans.

Were not going to bring up the harsh things that happened in the past.

I want everyone, that reads this piece understand, that we have pioneers, living and deceased that don't get their just due.

Right now, i'm discussing Ronn Pitts.
There's a video that's on YouTube "The Murder Of Fred Hampton". Ronn Pitts is the acutual person that filmed that footage.

Different people take credit for the video.
Some of these suckers weren't even born, but yet they filmed it.
What's unfortunate, Ronn Pitts didn't understand copyrighting your material.

He makes damn sure I do.
With Ronn Pitts, it didn't matter.
As long has the word got out, it wasn't a concern.
To Ronn Pitts, the biggest gift to him was people taking what he taught or filmed and learning from it.
Pass what he gave to the next person.
For me, there's a lesson learned whenever I visit and we talk. PRICELESS!

Just listening to Ronn Pitts speak about his life since he was nine is PRICELESS!
Movies I used to watch as a kid, that were filmed in Chicago,I now have a back story to them. I also know how he was involved.
His life is like the movie "Forrest Gump".
He's crossed paths with so many people in his life time.
He's changed, and shaped so many lives in a positive way!

Especially mine.
There are to many accomplishments to list about Ronn.
I'll leave that to you.
That's your history lesson folks.

He still instructs and mentors students at Columbia College
His passion for film making is still there.

He's as genuine a person you would want to meet
Boundless energy.
I like that way he works a room while filming.
Bouncing around, angles that he sees.
Watching is feet pat while filming.
To watch him operate is classic. PRICELESS!
He's like a little kid with his favorite toy when he's holding a camera. PRICELESS!

He's my guy!
He's my friend!
He's my mentor!
He's my dude!
Having him as my father,PRICELESS!
Posted by ucantseeme at 11:43 AM No comments: Labels: I Love You Dude


The Last Diva Standing

It's 4:30am, Sunday morning
Can't sleep. Can't sleep
Tossing and Turning.
Eyes wide open.
Tears flowing, just thinking about her.
Hearing that voice.
Haunting. Can't sleep.

Ms. Whitney Houston passed away earlier Saturday afternoon.

Her death, hurt a little more than Michael Jackson's.
I had just enlisted in the Army, when I first heard "You Give Good Love".

A tall skinny woman with a set of lungs, like an opera singer.

Who knew right?
Hard to believe one of my favorites of all time, has passed on to that diva round table in the sky.

Ms Houston, couldn't dance worth crap. Didn't need to.
No voice theatrics.
No booty shaking.
No half naked costumes.
No over the top stage dramatics: dancers or gimmicks.

She had that one talent that mattered to me the most...Her voice.

Ms. Houston didn't need extra.
She stood on and rode that cape, that was her voice.

I prefer to remember Ms Houston's career starting in 1984, to her last great album, produced by Wyclef Jean.

Anything from then to 2009, I put myself in a self induced coma.
I awoke once she got her act together.

Because we're in the same age bracket, she was my generations ultimate.

Ms Houston belonged to us.
This was tragic. You always hoped for her the best right?
You want to see the person you think you've known personally to be okay right?

I wish young people would just watch her great performances.

Ms. Houston was old school.
Played the part of a diva.
Dressed from head to toe.
After singing, would acknowledge, blow a kiss, and then bow to her audience.

She was graceful, grateful, gracious, and a lady.
You can't buy that type of stage presence now.

There were two sides to her.

Ms. Houston was a diva, with a "B-Girl" mentality.
Whitney wore the most expensive gowns and carried herself as a lady, but if you wanted the bring it, she would take off her diamonds and she would whip a bitch's ass.

Tha't what made her so intriguing.
No secrets. You knew what you were getting with her.

There was one performance that stood out in my mind. Being a veteran, during the Persian Gulf War in 1991, Ms. Houston sang the national anthem at Superbowl XXV. She wasn't singing, she actually recorded the song weeks earlier.

Didn't matter to me. That woman put her heart and soul into that performance.

My favorite video: "The Greatest Love of All".

My favorite songs: "I'll Always Love You" and "I'm Every Woman'.

When Ms. Houston covered a song, she took that shit, ran with it, and made it her own. You literally forgot they were remakes.

There's this round table of DIVAS that are living, or have passed on, that I'll remember for my life time.

Sarah Vaughn, Barbra Streisand, Etta James, Billie Holiday, Anita Baker and Ms. Whitney Houston.

She was the youngest and the last.

Posted by ucantseeme at 10:53 PM No comments: 


Man Knifes Brother Over Fast Food Brownie

What do brothers usually fight over?
You'd probably name the usual stuff. A woman's affections, a nice car, some clothing, a parents attention?

In this case - Hell no!
Erik Cain and his brother, Gene Cain took it to a new, fucked up level.

Them boys were fighting over a brownie purchased at McDonalds, yes, you didn't misread that, they were fighting over a plastic-ass brownie!

I can honesty say that Mickie D's fries are to die for, but I've never thought to hurt someone over an order.

It all started when Gene cut the brownie in half. Well, that wasn't good enough and Erik wasn't in the sharing mood.

Erik took not one, not two, but three steak knives and went Stigmata on Gene, stabbing him in the forearem, a shoulder, and a wrist.

Don't count Gene out yet. Probably enraged and in disbelief that he got shanked over a dessert, Gene picked up a television, and threw it at Erik.

Erik fled, but was later arrested by police.

This wasn't the first time Erik turned into a Ginsu knife thrasher.
Last month, Erik was arrested for ...yeah, you guessed it - for slashing his girlfriend with a knife.

Ok, obviously, Erik has an anger problem.
The only good thing out of this is Erik manages to take it out on the people close to him and doesn't take the madness outside the family home.

Can you imagine this fool on the loose?!?

Ok, maybe a suggestion to his family, don't make "Angry Erik" upset and perhaps all utensils are tranferred to plastic and an effort should be made to keep Erik away from "the good stuff".

And by all means, please don't take any desserts from Erik. He apparently has a "sweet tooth" that none of us can truly comprehend.

Follow these simple tips and I'm sure Erik won't go Wolverine on your asses!
Posted by ucantseeme at 11:20 PM No comments: Labels: Freddy Kruger Loves Brownies, There's A Lesson In This, WTH

“Good Kid” Charged With Murder at Naperville Bar Over a Trivial Matter

In the words of the Naperville Police department, this was one of the most senseless crimes of murder ever committed.

The incident started over one guy, William Hayes, cracking jokes towards Daniel Olaska. Daniel was drinking beer out of a wine glass and Hayes found that amusing.

What's not amusing, is that Olaska pulled out a 5 inch blade and began slicing anyone in is path. The first person in his path was Shaun Wild, a friend to Hayes, who jumped in the path of Hayes and Olaska.

Olaska sliced Wild's arm and stabbed Hayes in the chest.

Olaska then tried to leave and Wild tried to stop him. Olaska using the same knife, stabbed Wild in the chest, piercing his heart.

Olaska tries to leave again, when an employee of the bar, Rafael Castenaza, tried to stop Olaska.

Olaska stabbed Castenaza in his arm so severly that the wound required several stiches.

Finally, the police arrived and stopped Olaska before he tried to leave again.

Bond for Olaska was set at $3 million dollars.
Olaska's lawyer says his client didn't have a criminal background to warrant such a heavy bond,(he sure has a record now). He also mentioned that he is a supervisor at the airport and that his client is a good guy.

The hell he is.

Accidents happen. This shit had intent and purpose.

This fool went on a full blown rampage with two patrons and an employee at a bar. Most good guys don't have an "hair trigger" temper.

By the way Olaska, where the fuck is your sense of humor?
Why did you need to stab and kill because your ego was bruised - are you that insecure?

After all the chaos and when the smoke clears,

We have a employee of the bar injured.(Good Guy)
We have another guy that survived a chest wound.(Good Guy)
Then there's Shaun Wild, a school teacher. MURDERED!(Good Guy)

Then there's Olaska, a volatile coward that needed a knife to prove what little manhood he assumes he has. (Jerk and Bad Guy)
Posted by ucantseeme at 11:17 PM No comments: Labels: Damn Shame, WTH

Autistic Boy’s Autopsy Reveals That He Wasn’t Shot in the Head as Family Member Claimed

I'm in the middle with the tragic, accidental death of Stephen Watts.

Stephen, aged 15 years old, was fatally shot by the Calumet Police.

Stephen had Asperger's Syndrome which involves delayed development of basic skills, with the most notable, the skill to socialize or communicate with others.

That being said, The Calumet Police Department also had a history with Stephen Watts.

There were numerable occasions, over a dozen, where Stephen's family would call the police when Stephen became hard to control. It could get pretty violent, one of those times, he punched his mother in the face.

Other accounts on record, showed that the police had used tasers on Stephen to calm him down. Believe it or not, the family was okay with the shock treament in these incidents.

So, when the family summoned the police to the house again, on what was beginning to become a routine call, tragedy became reality.

Stephen was having another fit and wouldn't calm down, when he attacked and slashed an officer's arm with a knife,the two officers returned with gunfire, killing Stephen.

Now, Stephen's family members are upset.

The Calumet Police Chief stands by the officers involved in the incident.

Now here's why I'm on the fence...

The parents of Stephen knew his situation.
Because of his condition, maybe STEPHEN'S PARENTS should have figured out another way to get him help.

The Calumet Police aren't equipped to deal with Stephen's condition.
That should have been obvious, since the family let the popo tase his ass on several other occasions.

The parents and family members are at fault for blaming everyone except themselves.

In all honesty, I can't say how I would've reacted to being attacked by someone like Stephen, who had difficulty responding in situations.
Cleary, the police didn't have an officer with the appropriate skills on staff and stand-by to wait on a call from that household and ones like it.

But, to say that the police didn't have to kill him, because they've used tasers before, and the stupid ass rumor from a family member, that Stephen was shot in the head.

We don't know that.

Then again, to STEPHEN'S PARENTS had you and family members taken the time to use the proper channels, to get Stephen the proper help, we would not be minus one human being.

Were they too busy collecting that check from the state by having him in the household instead of a facility were he may have gotten more help.

"PRIMARY CARE TAKER" still comes with some responsibilities - shut the hell up!

You were thinking the same thing!
Posted by ucantseeme at 11:03 PM No comments: Labels: When The Checks Stop Coming, Wrong target

Teens Who Placed Noose Around Fellow Student’s Neck Are Charged with Hate Crimes

I'm more than certain, that these three cowards, if found guilty, will not serve anytime.


The court system can say because of conflict,(his mother is an administrator for the state's attorney), that the sixteen year old won't receive favorable treatment.

It's because of that, that he will.

His attorney will make it appear as if he's the victim.
You know, what harm can a butter knife do?
He'll tell the judge that his client has suffered enough, that he was under peer pressure. After all, his mother had to take him out of school for his safety.

He'll probably get two days probation and be right back at the same shit he was doing, laughing the whole time.

Meanwhile, I'd like to place a noose around that bitch's neck and shank that prick in the ass with the same butter knife he used to threaten Merritt.

The same applies to the 17 year old. He'll get probation and carry on as if nothing ever happened - I bet Merritt won't have the same luxury.

The 18 year old was charged as an adult and he's been expelled from Brother Rice.

Sucks doesn't it?

The system expects the Merritt family to get over this shit, right after it happened. Or they do a little victim blaming making Merritt the bad guy, the same one who got threatened with a knife and a rope placed around his neck.
They are probably even thinking that, you know, this would not have happened had Merritt stuck with his own kind. I guess we should all know how to self-segregate ourselves from other races.

The majority who basically runs the system, doesn't think much about these incidents, hate crime carries little weight. That would mean the folks who are doing this cowardly shit are doing it on a regular.

It seems that the second you decide to respond to this ignorant behavior,then you're the bad guy whistle blower.

It is sad...Herrmann and the two nimrods, who decided to gang up one,just happen to fuck with a guy that didn't have any balls.

I know some of you are thinking the same thing - Let some little fucker approach and threaten me with a butter knife.

Let's just say I'll be in court for attempted murder.
Posted by ucantseeme at 10:55 PM No comments: Labels: System Failure


Things A Person Shouldn't Say To A Make-Up Artist

People in cosmetics are like magicians.

They make a person feel good about themselves.

They can help out your self esteem.

We as customers ask a lot of them...So, someone that works in cosmetics, has asked me to post what not to say to them, while their trying to help your dumbasses out!

Of course I put my two cents in.

If you are having a bad day, you need to keep that shit outside.
Don't take your situation out on us!

Just imagine for a second(It's not about you, the customer)the constant bullshit a makeup artist goes through on a daily basis, and then, they have to deal with your drama.

1. Don't ask an artist for their advice and tell them their doing it wrong.

2. Don't ask an artist for samples when you are returning items. So...ghetto!

3. Don't shop for foundation and you the customer won't let the artist do their job, by matching your dumb ass with a face of foundation.

4. Don't scream at the artist, when your favorite 30 year old product has ben discontinued. I don't wear makeup and even I know you need to switch your shit up with the times.

5. Don't approach an artist while working and ask them if they want to play on your face. Really?

6. Don't say" I don't need help" and begin asking me questions without pause.

7. Don't say "I look greasy" and you are dry as a bone. Or better yet, stay away from the "Paula Dean Diet". Cosmetics has nothing to do with that shit coming through your pores!

8. This one is funny..."I don't wear makeup, but can you make me look like Kim K.?

First of all, Kim K. doesn't look like Kim K.
That bitch is rebuilt from the ass up!
I just stated that makeup artist are magicians, not plastic surgeons, Dr. Oz. or Dr. Phil. That shit you asking, requires some mental stability.

9. For the love of God, don't drink red wine without getting a breath mint afterwards. I can't work on you when your breath is in chaos!

10. Lastly, we do not control our cosmetics stock. So... Don't yell at us in cosmetics, when we don't have your item. Call corporate!!!

Anyone working in the cosmetics field, I commend you.
You guys are a better person than me.

I would've lost my job the first day. Especially when they are drunk.
I would have sent their asses back outside looking like a clown, or looking like a corpes.

I've seen first hand how ignorant some customers can get.
Oh, I almost forgot, for the cross dressers and drag queens.

Stop being so damn extra! We know your gay and proud. But then again, stop trying to steal cosmetics.

What have we learned today?

Sit down, shut up and allow them to help your helpless asses out!

Dropping the mic!
Posted by ucantseeme at 2:14 PM No comments: Labels: Cusotmers And Cosmetics


Another Georgia School in Trouble - A Teacher Made Students Play “Slave Games”

No America, it's not the same story. It is like a "two-fer" from the Peach State - that great racist state of Georgia is at it again.

Slave Games Part 2!

Our new story of backwards education starts when a 3rd-grader told her parent about a "slave game" that the daughter was told to play, with her white teacher at school.

The kids were playing a game of tag. The kids were the slaves and the teacher was the slave catcher.

School district spokesman, Jorge Quintana, stated that an investigation followed, and that the teacher didn't organize the "tag Negro, your turn to run" game. It was also stated that the kids initiated the game they found.

I don't know about that.

What 3rd-grade kids, African American kids for that matter, are being raised to discuss slavery and think it is worthy of playing a game, and in Georgia?

I learned about slavery in school, but definately not until I was a little older. I think at some point most African Americans discuss slavery at home, especially when history time rolls around or to further emphasize the importance of Black History Month.

It was more used as a tool by my mother to make me understand what African Americans went through, and that I was blessed to be in the position that i'm in.
Meaning - Education: Brings opportunity, Voting: Brings change, Strength: Knock the fuck out of someone when disrespected!

Slavery shit wasn't used to make me feel bad about myself or to put me in my place, which is what these dumbass teachers are doing to these kids.

It is like they are trying to say this is where you came from, and you will always be what they were - SLAVES!

First, the Georgia Board said the tests from the other week, were part of the curriculum.
Now, we're being told that African American 3rd-graders are now initiating "slave games" with one another on the playground. Even if that were true, who gave them the idea that this was a good thing?

Give me a fucking break!!!

Spokesman Jorge stated that the accusations were unfounded, yet the school distict is planning diversity training for their inept teachers!
And shame on them that it was only after a parent protest that a more thorough investigation was done.


That investigation found out that four teachers were responsible for the problem. One dumbass has resigned and now we're still waiting on the other three.

What's with the disrespect in our schools for children of color, for all kids for spreading this 19th century bullshit? It is so insulting.

What the fuck is going on in your miserable life to make you be so ignorant towards kids who need to be taught and not taught with a bias towards your dysfunctional mindset?

Shit, if life's that bad or you hate African Americans that much, get out of the education game, why you're at it, dammit, kill yourself. The world has enough problems without you polluting it further.

Why must Africaan Americans get radical in this day and age in order to get a school district to act right?

And lastly, Spokesperson Jorge, we're still waiting on an apology.
Posted by ucantseeme at 8:39 AM No comments: Labels: Are You Kidding Me?, It's A Shame, Same Ole Shit

Cicero Mayor’s Nephew Used Stolen Cop Car to Steal Beer From Jewels

Black Sheep: A term used to describe the most fucked up person in one's family (and every family has one).

This term of endearment truly belongs to the nephew of Cicero Township's President, Joseph M. Terrana.

Joseph is a 41 year old with the mind of a slow 12 year old.
You see, Joseph's aunt married the mayor of Town of Cicero Larry Dominick 2007. I point this out, because this is when that dark,black cloud named, Joseph began to loom over Cicero.

While on probation from an incident in 2005, Joe was hired as garbage man for Cicero. Seems like a good job, not too challenging, right? Turns out that our hero was forced to resign from the garbage position in 2009 because of "alleged improprieties". One of those "improprieties" was shoplifting from a Jewel in Arlington Heights.

In 2010, J.T. was fired from the Cicero/ Berwyn high school district because he tested positive for five illegal substances in his system.

In January 2011, J. T. was hired yet again for the township of Cicero as a partime driver for senior citizens when that ole thirst for shoplifting beer came back.

A couple of days ago, J.T. decided to take his show on the road to a Jewel in Stickney,IL.

Unfortunately, the Stickney Police were waiting on J.T. as he rolled out a shopping cart full of beer. They witnessed him placing his stolen goods inside of a marked car labeled, "Town of Cicero" and it gets better folks, Joe was also wearing an official "Town of Cicero" employee jacket.

They were clued to be on the watch out because J.T., that slow motherfucker, had been caught on camera the day before shoplifting beer and laundry detergent. This man really needs to stay the hell away from the Jewel chain of stores - bad things happen when he is near!

Let's focus on the postive - yes, there is a positive.

J.T. is so stupid to rob the same place twice in two days and that the Stickney Police were waiting on him to save him from himself.

Now lets try the negative...

Shame on the Mayor and his wife for giving this idiot chances at gainful employment that a person not related to a town official would get.

It's always sickening the blatant favortism given to friends and family of elected government employees.

Word has it that the Mayor had no knowledge of Joe T.'s issues with the law, drink, and drugs; but I'm sure the Mayor's wife did and I'm sure the Mayor did. You know who the fuck-ups are in your family. J.T.'s track record of excellence didn't just start this past week!

And to really add insult to injury, upon being arrested, J.T. had the nerve to use the Mayor's place of residence as his address.

Don't feel sorry for J.T., he is a survivor. For now, he still has his job driving around senior citizens for Cicero Township. He will probably drive their asses to Jewel to help out on his next beer heist, I mean run.
Posted by ucantseeme at 8:30 AM No comments: Labels: Are You Kidding Me?, Friends In High Places, Moron of the Decade