

The Dead Betty Hour
When Mark Gall called me and told me Ed Corbin is in a home, I had alot on my plate.
“What’s his number?”
“I can’t give it to you. He does’t want to talk to you!”
This is how I should have responded….
“I don’t believe it. Give me the phone number of Cosmos Corbin!”
Three bours ago I noticed there is no mention of Ed Corbin by any of his sons – who have forums – even though he left them a lot of money……perhaps millions! Did Mark Gall know the amount? An hour ago I made a call to an attorney. Would any attorney like to take my case?
I’m going to make a documentary titled ‘Rolling The Dead Drunk’. I will be posting the plight of my late friend on Stefan Eins Facebook. That’s my friend talking to Herman Nitsch who I want to come to Eugene and do a tribute…
ED IS DEAD
We can do this on the Peter Defazio Bridge!
Rolling the Drunks
Posted June 26, 2014 by Joshua M Brown

In nineteenth century New York City, one of the more popular ways for the lower-class criminal element to earn a living was emptying the pockets of the inebriated passersby.
The scam was so popular, it was given its own name: Rolling the drunks.
Essentially, the tavern or saloon owners would spot the most intoxicated patrons within their own establishment and point them out to a gang of street ruffians waiting just outside the premises. As the mark ambled off of his bar stool and out into the street, the gang – usually a mob of young men – would surround the man and “roll” him into an alley so they could remove any valuables he may have been carrying on his person. A crack over the head with a brickbat would be sure to keep to the victim quiet or incapacitated for a few hours whilst the thieves went inside to share the spoils with the barman. This scheme could be repeated daily and nightly, to the satisfaction of both the bar’s proprietor and the pickpockets themselves.
Easy money.
Last night, New York’s Attorney General leveled an incredibly harsh fraud charge at the global investment bank Barclays PLC. The gist of the AG’s accusation is that Barclays built their internal dark pool into the largest such electronic trading venue in the world by promising its institutional brokerage customers that it was keeping them safe from the types of predators who were picking off their orders on other exchanges, via front-running and other nefarious machinations. Schneiderman’s office says that, not only were these clients not protected within the Barclays trading environment, it actually turns out that Barclays itself was inviting the most notorious electronic pickpockets in the game through a backdoor to ply their wicked trade and rob the unsuspecting customers under cover of darkness.
In short, Barclays is being accused of rolling the drunks.
But it’s even worse than that – if the complaint is true, they were also going out of their way to assure the drunks that the alley next to their establishment was being kept ruffian-free, when it fact, it was being stocked with thieves deliberately.
If true, this would be yet another bald-faced outrage bobbing atop a sea of frigid outrageousness that, by now, has us utterly numb.
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