Big land trade with city of Hollywood

As you all know I singlehandedly pulled off one of the best moves ever seen by the great city of Hallandale beach. I traded a mile of uesless beachfront property for the hollywood dog track. Now thats its Mardi Gras casino you should all be thanking me. Beachfront property comes a dime a dozen but an active pari-mutual license with a casino is priceless. Over 1000 slot machines each taking in an average of $673 profit a day times 365 days a year, well you do the math. Not to mention an active poker room raking in tens of thousands dollars a day. Who has the last laugh now? I set this city up for success, not failure. Whatever you guys do with it from here is up to you.

Nobody cares, you were an azzhole and as currupt as our current politicians. Who knows how many kick backs you received during your tenure. I do not know the exact figures of the funds received by the Mardi Gras but Hollywood did not do too bad with the millions of dollars they have received and continue to receive from the condos and hotels on that mile of property. Stay off this sight and just go bragg to all the old farts at panera bread.

Nobody cares, you were an azzhole and as currupt as our current politicians. Who knows how many kick backs you received during your tenure. I do not know the exact figures of the funds received by the Mardi Gras but Hollywood did not do too bad with the millions of dollars they have received and continue to receive from the condos and hotels on that mile of property. Stay off this sight and just go bragg to all the old farts at panera bread.anytime you would like to compare resumes i would welcome the opportunity.

r u kidding me. RJ comes on this forum to brag about what he did how long ago. WHO CARES? You can take that resume and those shady deals and wipe your ass. Maybe you will get into another accident and have your BOYS take care of it again!!!

All you officers now should get on your knees and be eternally gratefull for what I did. If not you would still be in the lower 10th percentile for broward county paywise and my deal brought in millions and projected billions within the next 10 years. ah yes, I ran a taught ship and made The city of Hallandale the model for other cities to try to emulate.

Regarding the accident, that was a long time ago but at the time I was the only one who saw it was the other drivers fault. The big ape from Northwest Hallandale shouldnt of even been behind the wheel and all I did was impress upon chief Wagner that point and he eventualy saw it my way.

Regarding the accident, that was a long time ago but at the time I was the only one who saw it was the other drivers fault. The big ape from Northwest Hallandale shouldnt of even been behind the wheel and all I did was impress upon chief Wagner that point and he eventualy saw it my way.

If you are going to portray yourself as someone else on this forum I suggest you know the facts. Wagner wasn't the Chief when the infamous accident took place. Anyone who was here during that time remembers that it was Mr. Burns who was at the healm, held the broom and did the sweeping during that incident.

Regarding the accident, that was a long time ago but at the time I was the only one who saw it was the other drivers fault. The big ape from Northwest Hallandale shouldnt of even been behind the wheel and all I did was impress upon chief Wagner that point and he eventualy saw it my way.

If you are going to portray yourself as someone else on this forum I suggest you know the facts. Wagner wasn't the Chief when the infamous accident took place. Anyone who was here during that time remembers that it was Mr. Burns who was at the healm, held the broom and did the sweeping during that incident.Yeah thats it, Burns. When a person is in charge of so mny people as I am its hard to keep track of all the lackeys. You sure do know a lot about my tenure, Then you must also know that I put the city on the map. I made it the booming metropolis that it is today. There is only so much you can do with 4 square miles of city.

Hey stupid! Check your source, we are in the lower 10% of broward county. Thanks for nothing.

Hey stupid! Check your source, we are in the lower 10% of broward county. Thanks for nothing.You get paid for the product you produce. If your produce substandard work then of course you will get paid accordingly. A 10 year officer base salary is over 82K in cities like Pembroke Pines, Miramar and Hollywood. With details and overtime a six figure annual salary is highly feasable. They produce a good product and are committed to community policing. Once Hallandale Beach commits themselves to producing a good job product you will see your pay in line with your neighboring cities. Rumor has it the south end of broward looks at Hall. Beach as the weak link. Once you all come on board and embrace the theory community policing things will go much smoother and you will see a rise in clearance rates and a drop in crime. Hard facts and statistics you can take to the commissioners and prove you deserve your salaries to be in line with the other cities. When the neighboring cities have a 25% clearance rate on part one crimes and your city comes in at 12% it doesnt look good. I will gladly sit down with admin. and try to hammer out a plan for you all to get on board with the rest of the county. Only good things can come of this.

The highest road patrol officer in this city makes $65,000 compared to neighboring cities that make $82,000. Our current politicians could give a goat's shet if we have a 100% clearance rate. Mark Antonio is so fixated with or % guarantee that they do not want to budge on anything else. R.J. you do not know what the f%$k you are talking about, please stay off this site you old *******.

Once again, nobody cares what you did in the past. You won, you stole as much money as you wanted too while you was here and you got away. Go and enjoy it and just go pass away in peace.

Hey stupid! Check your source, we are in the lower 10% of broward county. Thanks for nothing.You get paid for the product you produce. If your produce substandard work then of course you will get paid accordingly. A 10 year officer base salary is over 82K in cities like Pembroke Pines, Miramar and Hollywood. With details and overtime a six figure annual salary is highly feasable. They produce a good product and are committed to community policing. Once Hallandale Beach commits themselves to producing a good job product you will see your pay in line with your neighboring cities. Rumor has it the south end of broward looks at Hall. Beach as the weak link. Once you all come on board and embrace the theory community policing things will go much smoother and you will see a rise in clearance rates and a drop in crime. Hard facts and statistics you can take to the commissioners and prove you deserve your salaries to be in line with the other cities. When the neighboring cities have a 25% clearance rate on part one crimes and your city comes in at 12% it doesnt look good. I will gladly sit down with admin. and try to hammer out a plan for you all to get on board with the rest of the county. Only good things can come of this.

Hallandale is the weak link! It positively sucks! The cops in hallandale are not the problem. The admin is. NO TRAINING! NO JOB SATISFACTION, NO OPPORTUNITY, LOW PAY, NEEDLING AND REVENGEFUL STAFF. 5 people put in for The street survival seminar. KC denies their requests because of the budjet and tells one of them, "your tactical enough already." That is ignorance at its peak. Training needs to be ongoing for all officers. No budget for that but $40K in cameras, $27K to send three officers to a school they had to lie to get into.

The end product is a reflection on the failed management of the department. Righting 20 tickets a month is all they care about. You are a tool. Go back and count beans. Leave the cop work to the cops. And just because you have a badge, doesnt make you a cop. Chump!

i thought the dt was is the city limits before rj screwed up the city. Who let that asshole on here. signed guess who.

Hey stupid! Check your source, we are in the lower 10% of broward county. Thanks for nothing.You get paid for the product you produce. If your produce substandard work then of course you will get paid accordingly. A 10 year officer base salary is over 82K in cities like Pembroke Pines, Miramar and Hollywood. With details and overtime a six figure annual salary is highly feasable. They produce a good product and are committed to community policing. Once Hallandale Beach commits themselves to producing a good job product you will see your pay in line with your neighboring cities. Rumor has it the south end of broward looks at Hall. Beach as the weak link. Once you all come on board and embrace the theory community policing things will go much smoother and you will see a rise in clearance rates and a drop in crime. Hard facts and statistics you can take to the commissioners and prove you deserve your salaries to be in line with the other cities. When the neighboring cities have a 25% clearance rate on part one crimes and your city comes in at 12% it doesnt look good. I will gladly sit down with admin. and try to hammer out a plan for you all to get on board with the rest of the county. Only good things can come of this.

where do you think that low clearance rate comes from. have you ever watched a professional police department handle a homicide or violent crime. their out pounding the streets like the First 48. in hallandale, the first 48 are comprised guys sleeping and eating lunch. no fault of their own, the bosses won't pay o.t. for them to be on the streets tracking down leads. when was the last time you saw them do a serious canvass. its a joke, with a get-a-waiver-signed mentality.

To the last, when has anyone in HB ever been turned down OT to work a decent lead on a case? Talk poop when you are kicking around doing nothing, don't come on here and spread lies, unless of course you know better detective...

Here is a Hallandale Beach history lesson for all of you. Back in the day I set this city up for greatness. The powers to be ignored me and chose a path for failure instead. My plan was to replace retiring chief Fox with Captain Moticker. He would of led this city into the future. Chief Wagner was chosen instead which led to Chief Farragher. A little known fact is that I was the one who devised the rank of "Director" and there you had Director Farragher which led to Chief Farragher. Ingenious, of course it was. Who else can take a person with the rank of patrolman and put him on a fast track to chief? If the city would have followed my outline the sky would be the limit.

Again, this is R.J. Intindola and I was informed about this forum from a friend. I wrote none of the items above with my name attached. This letting everyone know. R.J. Intindola

Many of you know me for only a few things: my refusal to wear certain lady garments, my ability to work while injured, my inability to achieve a valid warrant, my lust for the perfect Marlboro, my equal loathing for Nicorette gum and the a**hole who invented it, or my undeniable kick-ass mullet…but perhaps I am known most for my hate of the word (and the very noun itself) of c**k…well except for one of course. It’s a long story that I’ve wanted to get off my wrinkled droop-boobed chest for almost my whole life, and now before my exile I must let the world know…let us begin.
It was the summer of ’53, I was 13 at the time (just legal in the state of Mississippi) and I had just finished dinner. It was one of my favorite meals, a meal to this day I still feel is the only meal complimented with candle light…Dinosaur Cheesy Mac. I was in the shower now washing my undeniable kick-ass mullet with my doctor prescribed dandruff shampoo when, I suddenly heard the door creak open like so many times before. I knew exactly who it was. He didn’t say a word to me, he never had to. And with the same respect I tried not to make a sound either, it was always easier with as little dialog as possible. Perhaps tonight he would do more than just watch, so I decided to take my chance and offer myself to the only man I knew could do me right. I slowly slid open the shower curtain to reveal my naked self with my undeniable kick-ass mullet. I had already lathered and rinsed but perhaps I could go through it again, it was always his favorite part of the show.
I was in the middle of letting the suds run down my crap-stained butt-crack while at the same time pinching my salami nipples to add just the hint of a tease that would, without a doubt, drive him wild. And I must say it was working, before I could bend over to pick up the soap I noticed the biggest bulge in his pants, and my mouth began to water just thinking of what was behind those overalls. The silence finally broke with the sexiest ‘Southern drawl’ I have ever heard him use, “Yo mama is wurkin late agin tonaht”. During that confession I kept my eyes closed, letting my heart skip a beat, my knees go weak and my undeniable kick-ass mullet remain undeniably kick-ass. When I opened my eyes back up I finally gazed upon what I have been waiting on for over 6 years.
He had unbuttoned his overalls to reveal the most beautiful piece of meat I had ever seen. As he stroked it I witnessed it getting longer and harder right inside his hands, and for the first time I actually felt jealousy for a body part. I could see every vein and with every pulse of it I could feel it inside me…I knew in my heart that this was the night.
I walked out of the shower forgetting to even dry myself or my undeniable kick-ass mullet, and as I went to grab his hand he quickly redirected it to his member, letting that guide me into the bedroom. Then, in a moment that will last forever in my mind, two undeniable kick-ass mullets came together that night. I believe for my sake he wanted to be gentle, considering that I haven’t had a chance to weed-whack my jungle bush yet, but I assured him I wanted to be treated like the tween I was…and that I had been a very bad girl.
It started with him throwing me on the bed and forcing me open, and you could almost see the green stink lines coming off of my jungle bush. It was the first time I had my ankles behind my head (in what he called the ‘Mississippi Pretzel’). And when he shoved it in me I watched my jungle bush split, parting ever so slightly and fully accepting that spear like a Venus Flytrap taking in a dung beetle. Every pump was faster and harder, the steam left over from the shower had mixed with the sweat on my crap-stained butt-crack to create an aroma I will never forget. At one point I thought he was going to break my pelvis! Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he flipped me over on my hands and knees and spread my crap-stained butt-crack. I tried to turn around to witness his facial expression when he forced my head down in the pillow and grabbed my undeniable kick-ass mullet. He held that thing like handle bars, controlling the movement of my head with every thrust.
“If dis is wat heavin is like den jus snuff me nahw!”, I finally shouted into the pillow. To be honest that was the last clear thought I could remember, after that comment everything was combined into one wonderful scene of bliss. I knew when it was close to being over because his moans were growing louder and longer, I just wasn’t sure where to take the load. The only thing I asked him in a single plea was, “please, not on da undeniable kick-ass mullet”. He replied, “I wud neva do dat”. My legs began to shiver, knowing what was about to come from me, and in the most perfect of all timing his climax was incestuously matched by mine as I finally screamed, “DADDY!”
When it was over, we both just laid in bed, breathing heavy but worried to make eye contact, we had just done what is considered normal practice in Mississippi, but I was still nervous. Then before I knew it we both were startled by the sound of jingling keys on the front of the double-wide and we knew Mama was home. I jumped out of that bed almost as fast as he threw me on it and scurried to the door, I turned back to notice him staring at my crap-stained butt-crack as it was shaking with every step…and I couldn’t say I blamed him, I worked long and hard to keep that crap-stain symmetrical. As I jumped into my own bed, sticking to the sheets, I made sure my undeniable kick-ass mullet was in place so that it would not get ruined (I did have a reputation to uphold). I tried to drift off to sleep for hours but my mind was still racing with the events that just took place.
Of course that was the night I knew I would swear off man meat forever. Soon after that I tried out for the softball team (convinced all the girls that my undeniable kick-ass mullet should be in a museum) and started my muff-diving life. I tried everything since that night to replace the feeling of that beautiful piece of tube steak with its perfectly placed genital warts, but nothing compares to that glorious purple headed yogurt slinger, not a cucumber, termite infested tree branch, a Golden Retriever’s head, F-350 drive shaft…nothing could come close. That’s when I decided to start hating the world (mostly men), and unfortunately for the Hallandale Beach P.D. it’s also when I decided to become a cop. And now, every once in a while I’ll walk down stairs to take a look at the people who are doing the work I’m too good for, I mostly come down to view the ’94 picture of our fabulous Police/CSA crew. I wrote a letter to big Tommy one time in an attempt to air brush my undeniable kick-ass mullet on everyone else in the picture to make it the most amazing photo ever taken on the face of the earth, but big Tommy told me there is a lot more memorabilia on the wall and he couldn’t have a crowd gathering around just one. So as I leave you all I can only give one piece of advice (the only thing that ever really helped me). And that is simply…shoot a man in the a**, it’ll get you anywhere you want to go.
Thank you and God Bless….women.