Showing posts with label police. Show all posts
Showing posts with label police. Show all posts

Monday, November 23, 2009

NY Magazine Profiles Bratton

Just wanted to share: New York Magazine profiles former LA police chief William Bratton.

In the debate over whether policing is an art or a science, Bratton is a firm believer that it’s a science. His successes, he says, were attributable to two basic policing strategies: CompStat and “broken windows.” The former is the system Bratton and his NYPD deputy commissioner, the late Jack Maple, developed in 1994 that introduced computer analysis of crime patterns and strict accountability measures to modern policing. The latter is the theory first articulated by the academics George Kelling and James Q. Wilson in 1982, and later put into practice by Bratton with New York’s transit cops and then with the NYPD, that by cracking down on minor quality-of-life crimes—graffiti, fare-hopping, breaking windows—police can reduce serious crime as well. “There’s nothing going on in Los Angeles that’s different from what I did in New York,” Bratton says. “I have CompStat and I have very assertive cops making a lot of arrests.”

And yet it was Bratton’s willingness to adapt these strategies to two very different environments that accounts for his successes. In other words, he was as much of an artist as he was a scientist. One crucial adjustment was patience. In New York City, Bratton had commanded 38,000 cops and was able to flood multiple high-crime areas simultaneously with hundreds of officers. In Los Angeles, he had only 9,000 cops. “Throwing 50 cops at a problem in Los Angeles was really difficult,” says Kelling, a consultant to the LAPD during Bratton’s tenure. “It meant he couldn’t do everything at once.” So, while Bratton cracked down immediately on prostitution in Hollywood, cleaning up the city’s notorious skid row had to wait. “This was much more of a patient, unfolding enterprise,” says John Linder, a consultant who worked with Bratton in New York and Los Angeles. “He was not as worried about the immediate impact as he was in New York.”


More here.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Art Walk, Old Skool.


Art!

You kids are probably too young to remember, but once upon a time images were captured not with electrons and silicon, but with "film", a gooey mixture of chemicals slathered on a strip of (probably flammable) plastic or paper or whatever happened to be at hand. And there was none of this "instant gratification" you youngsters talk about. With film, you didn't get to see your photos until you took the film home and soaked it in poisonous chemicals in your bathtub. Yuck. "How could this be possible" you ask? Well, luckily for you, I discovered a working example of one of these ancient devices during an archaeological dig in the ruins of a garage in Burbank, California, and I brought it with me to Art Walk. What follows was recorded using that quaint and now-so-obsolete technology.


To say that Art Walk was "crowded" is an understatement. Wall to wall people made it hard to walk on the sidewalk (but there were plenty of cops to keep you from stepping on to the street.)

There was art, as you would expect. But it seems the more popular Art Walk gets, and the more people there are, the less art I see. This isn't a cut an Art Walk, mind you. This is me people watching rather than art gazing. As I live in the 'hood, Art Walk has become an adventure in finding art I would like to return to and enjoy later while enjoying the party in the right-now.


Art, meet commerce.


I have no idea what was going on here.

The newly-expanded Art Parking Lot, featuring extra fuse-popping lights.


Bars and bands were hoppin'.

A new bar "Down and Out" at the site of the old "Charlie O's" soft-opened for Art Walk. The place has sliding glass doors that give the effect of the party spilling out into the street. Note the portraits inside above the bar. Not seen in this shot: O.J. Simpson.

But mostly just people, people, people...

These old-fashioned cameras don't focus themselves, they rely on you to do it for them. You get to twist a knob whilst peering through the viewfinder until you stop seeing double, which is impossible to do when it is dark, and you are drunk.

Commies!

You kids with your new-fangled electric cameras... (The police car is responding to a "415", which seems to be the police code for "a guy holding a bag of ice to his face.")

On the way back to the loft, I was hit by frozen tater-tots thrown from one of these windows. The bastards ducked back inside when I turned and pointed the camera at them... There is nothing subtle about these antiques. Getting a candid shot takes skillz with a "Z".

Monday, March 9, 2009

Cop stop

This happened last week but I didn't get around to pulling the pic off my camera until now: I was walking home when I saw the cops had pulled over a car at the corner of 6th and Hill. I snapped one photo, walked around to get another shot and realized that the cops had their guns drawn. That's when the police copter showed up and two more cop cars came screaming around the corner. At that point I remembered that A) I wasn't wearing a bullet proof vest, B) I'm not a photojournalist and C) Getting home in one piece to my kid is more important than snapping pictures for my blog. So my apologies for the blurry photo but this was the best I could get.



Hard to see, but yes, he's holding a gun.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Good Eats, Good Cause


Alex Stattinski of the Downtown Center BID asked me to get the word out about the Public Safety Appreciation Barbecue, taking place on Friday at 7+FIG @ Ernst & Young Plaza from 11 am to 2 pm. $7 gets you Morton's Prime Rib Sandwiches and California Pizza Kitchen pastas & salads (unless you're a public service employee, in which case your meal is free!). Proceeds go to the Los Angeles Firemen's Relief Association. Bring your appetite and thank the folks in blue for keeping us safe.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Breaking news

From MB: At 6:45 pm, there are a dozen police cars and four or five fire trucks in front of the Hayward. Apparently one of the residents is threatening to jump. Captain Jodie Wakefield is there in a white t-shirt and khakis, rushing around and looking very concerned. I hope this gets resolved without anyone getting hurt.




Update: Bustard tells us that the police were able to get the women man to safety (thanks to Hatchetgirl for the correction). Apparently he was despondent over the death of his companion 18 months ago. Very sad, but I'm glad that the police were able to talk him down.