Sylvester Johnson Sighs, Groans, Retires
Ineffectuality, thy name is Sylvester Johnson. In one fell swoop, the man on whose watch we became Murderdelphia heaves sigh after sigh to KYW’s Tony Hanson, whines about how Stop-N-Frisk® is gonna be a mess, yet says he doesn’t really care about his legacy as a top cop and then says he’s gonna vote for Michael Nutter anyway. Meanwhile, there’s silent laments for the Street administration, how he doesn’t care much what people think and the problems that come with being “too nice.” Jesus.
See ya, Sylvester.
KYW: More Like The Wire Than The Wire
October 22nd, 2007 at 11:25 am
Was wondering where his boys in blue were the other night when my wife and I were picking up an unconscious one legged homeless man off the street and back into his wheelchair.
We found a half dozen cops shooting the breeze after we had wheeled said man (still having a seizure in his chair) three blocks over to the Jeff emergency room, where we were met with blank stares.