Las Vegas Poker Mafia Command Structure
William Coleman
which I am confident I can prove in court if I am sued for libel. Some of
this information comes from Russ Georgiev, but everything in this post has
been verified by at least one Vegas oldtimer I have met, or by some other
Las Vegas veteran whose honesty and integrity I trust.
You people need to realize that I did not just get off the turnip truck.
From 1977 to 1984, I was a professional blackjack player living in Arizona.
From 1979 to 1982, I had a full time teaching position as Professor of Data
Processing and Mathematics at Arizona Western College in Yuma, Arizona. But
I had complete control over my teaching schedule, so my first class of the
week was 8 pm Monday night, and my last class of the week was 9 am Thursday
morning. So I had plenty of time to hang out in the whorehouses of the Zona
Roja in San Luis Rio Colorado, immediately south of Yuma. And I had plenty
of time to make the short drive up the Colorado River to Laughlin, as well
as make trips to Las Vegas. During this time, I was barred from playing
blackjack at every major casino in Laughlin and Las Vegas, as well as some
in Reno in Lake Tahoe. Even the Horseshoe, famous for letting card counters
play, put me on flat bet, which was very rare. Flat bet means you must make
the same bet for every hand in a deck, and you are not allowed to walk away
if the count goes negative.
As a result of these barrings, I became a master of disguise and changing my
speech patterns and dialects. Some of these fucking pit bosses are
unbelievably good at spotting you when you completely change your
appearance. Check this out. I first trained myself to count cards at the
venerable El Cortez in downtown Las Vegas about 1977. At the time, I had
long flowing hair down to my shoulders and a very long beard. I wore
Pendleton wool shirts, Levis, and Red Wing hiking boots. I wore an
expensive Stetson hat and my trademark Bausch and Lomb sunglasses.
At least five years after they barred me at the El Cortez, I returned with
my appearance completely changed. I was clean shaven with short hair, and
dressed in a expensive three piece suit, with black dress shoes. I wore
clear Ben Franklin type glasses. I figured no one would possibly know it
was me.
I sat down at an empty single deck table and bet one $5 chip. Before the
dealer even finished shuffling the cards, the Pit Boss walked over, pushed
my bet from the betting circle, and said, "You know you are not allowed to
play here." Absolutely fucking amazing.
The other barring which blew my mind was at Caesars Tahoe about 1983. At
Caesars at the time, they had the world's most favorable blackjack game --
Single deck dealt almost to the bottom.
Double down on any two cards, not just 10 or 11 like most northern Nevada
casinos.
Split and resplit all pairs, including Aces.
Double down after splitting a pair.
Late surrender.
Do you understand that an industrial strength card counter like me has an
edge of over 1% off the top of the deck, and that edge only grows with deck
penetration, as I get more information to modify my playing strategy? At
the time, I was using Wong's Halves Count, and I was keeping side counts of
Aces and Eights to further inform my playing strategy.
In such a situation, there is no need to vary your bets with the count,
which is a sure giveaway that you are counting. I can absolutely destroy
such a game flat betting. The game was further enhanced by the fact that
you could play up to three hands at the table minimum. I was sitting alone
at a $25 minimum table, playing three hands at $25 each.
At the time, my act was that I was a rich cowboy from Texas. I had a
legitimate driver's license saying I lived in Dallas, Texas, which I
actually did for about a year in the 1983 time frame. I was dressed to the
nines with a three piece suit, Stetson hat, and cowboy boots. Having grown
up in the South, I could talk with a perfect southern drawl. At the time,
all I was doing was driving all over Nevada playing Blackjack with my then
girlfriend, Teresa Tang, AKA Dung Sok Yi, a very beautiful Chinese woman
from Sacramento, whom I met while she was working at the cashier's cage at
the Pioneer Club in Laughlin.
So I go into Caesars Tahoe. Never been there before in my life. I play
blackjack for a couple of hours, then I ask the Pit Boss if I can get an RFB
comp if I give him a lot of green action. He says yes of course, and starts
the paper work. He says I need to put at least $10,000 in the cage to write
markers against. Naturally, I tell him no problem. I toke him a green
check and tell him I am going to play craps. I first deposit $10,000 in the
cage, then I go over to the craps pit and ask for a marker for $5000, all
green checks. I start betting $25 on the pass line with $50 odds. Every
roll, I am coming for $25 with $50 odds when I go on a number. When 11
rolls, I let the $50 on the come line ride. When I start going off and on,
I start slowly pressing my come bets and taking full odds. If I catch any
kind of hand, pretty soon I have every number covered with $50 flat bet and
$100 odds and $75 coming.
This is the way to play craps to give the illusion of action while
minimizing your variance. If you catch a hot roll, you make a huge score.
My best score was this system was at the Horseshoe when I ran a $1 pass line
bet into over $900. When I sevened out, I had all the numbers covered with
$50 flat bet and $100 odds, with $75 coming.
Anyway, I caught a little hand and won a few hundred. I paid off my $5000
marker and walked back to the Blackjack pit with a few hundred in green
checks. I started my same routine, flat betting three hands, $25/hand.
Within an hour, I was stuck over $700. The pit boss walked over, slapped me
on the back, and said --
Bill, you are a real nice guy. You can still have your RFB comp if you give
us green check action at the dice table. But we have had enough of your
action in the 21 pit. You are just too tough. We just cannot afford to
fade your action.
I must say this was the most pleasant barring I have ever experienced.
You probably wonder why I am telling you all this bullshit. It is to
establish my bona fides as someone who has been involved in Nevada Casino
gambling for 30 years. I am not just some nutcase who has never gambled and
looks up everything with Google.
One more point in my background, and we will get to the command structure of
the Las Vegas Poker Mafia. In the 1984 to 1987 time frame, I worked as a
craps dealer at the Golden Gate Casino, Jerry's Nugget, Las Vegas Club,
Silver Nugget, El Rancho, and Pioneer Club. I was promoted to boxman
shortly after starting to work as a dealer at the Las Vegas Club, El Rancho,
and Pioneer Club. In the 1988-1989 time frame, I was first a boxman and
later a floorman in the Sahara dice pit for about 18 months. In that
capacity, I had the authority to write comps for high rollers, and I
sometimes accompanied them to lunch or dinner, or socialized with them at a
casino bar when I got off work. This was part of making the dice pit
friendly. The high rollers got to have free meals with the dice floormen,
and I got to eat lobster frequently. Do you understand that many of these
high rollers I dined with were connected -- mobbed up -- made Mafia members?
I was always very curious about the history of Las Vegas, and to what extent
the Mob still ran the town. I have got a lot of first hand information from
people who were there. Please do not think that all, or even most, of my
information comes from Russ Georgiev.
Also, please do not think that the "Poker Mafia" is just something that Russ
pulled out of his ass or made up. The Poker Mafia has a long history in Las
Vegas, and the Poker Mafia is still very much in operation. Now here are
some statements about the Las Vegas Poker Mafia which I am prepared to prove
in court if I am sued for libel. Because I can prove everything which
follows, and because everything which follows is true, I am quite sure none
of the individuals I name will dare sue me for libel.
Before I get into the details, I want to present to you further proof that I
am not just getting this from Russ -- that I already knew most of what
follows when I was barely aware of who Russ Georgiev was and had not had any
email or telephone communications with him. Here is what I wrote in my post
"RAMASHIVA ON DOUG DALTON", first posted on October 23, 2002, right after I
first started posting to RGP about four years ago. Here is verbatim the
slightly edited and augmented repost I made of this post on November 28,
2002 --
http://groups.google.com/group/rec.gambling.poker/msg/dd024c83e09452ea
I originally made this post on 10/23/2002. I assume it is this post that
led to
the forged news stories and forged police reports about an alleged tree
masturbation incident involving me in a tree outside Donna Harris's house.
Or
possibly it was statements made by Mr. Dalton after this story was published
that I had stalked Donna Harris and/or other female employees of the Mirage
Poker Room. At any rate, when people began making posts to RGP that they
had
talked to Doug, and Doug had indeed made these stalking allegations against
me,
I called the Bellagio Poker Room and asked to speak to Doug. I spoke to one
of
Doug's assistants, I believe her name was Karen. I told her emphatically
that I
had never ever stalked Donna Harris, or any other female employee of the
Mirage
Poker Room. I also told Mr. Dalton's assistant that any such statements
made by
Mr. Dalton were entirely with out merit or foundation, and that these were
just
more of his lies to justify permanently barring me in the first place. I
then
told Mr. Dalton's assistant in the strongest terms that Mr. Dalton should
cease
and desist from all stalking allegations against me. I thought this would
be
the end of it, but apparently not. I have recently heard from a reliable
source
that Mr. Dalton is still making these baseless stalking allegations. As I
have
told you many times, Doug Dalton is a liar of the worst kind. Not only does
he
tell lies to justify his unjustifiable accusations against me, he also
pressures
his perjurious subordinates to back up his lies with lies of their own. In
my
original post, I was replying to another poster who had asked me what Doug
had
done to me to make me have such a negative opinion of him.
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Why don't you ask Doug Dalton that question first? Why don't you ask him
for a detailed account of his experiences with me and his decision to bar me
from the Mirage Poker Room eight years ago? I seriously doubt that Doug
will be willing to discuss this matter with you or anyone else, because he
and I both know that he told one lie after another to Mirage Security and
Bobby Baldwin, in order to create sufficient justification for barring me.
He also pressured or coerced several of his employees into telling lies
about me in order to prove his case against me. Unfortunately for Mr.
Dalton, some of these employees no longer work for him, and therefore have
no problem with exposing him as a vicious liar and manipulator of truth.
The fact of the matter is, I could have been readmitted to the Mirage Poker
Room immediately. I did nothing to warrant permanent barring, and Doug
knows this. I was told that I had to talk to Doug before I could play
again. My reaction -- WTF does Doug think he is??? I am the customer here.
He is supposed to do every thing possible to keep me happy. Instead, he
thinks it is his job to tell me what I can and cannot talk about; and with
whom I may and may not converse. This attitude was part of the general
attitude of Mirage Poker Room management -- We have more business than we
can handle, so if you don't like the way we run the poker room, please go
play somewhere else. Many local poker players have commented to me about
this arrogant attitude of the management of the Mirage Poker Room. Many,
many ex-employees of the Mirage Poker Room have told me that that they
despise Doug Dalton, and that he is an incompetent idiot.
I admit that I was acting pretty wild and crazy in the days leading up to my
barring. In case you haven't already guessed it, Ramashiva is a wild and
crazy guy. But I was never admonished by any floorman or shift boss that my
behavior was out of line. Since I knew I was getting pretty outrageous, for
several mornings in a row I asked Doug if he had received any complaints
about me or had any reports from his shift bosses about my behavior being
out of line. The answer was always no. Then suddenly, one evening, I was
informed by the swing shift boss that I was no longer allowed to talk to any
female employees. Naturally, I ignored that ridiculous injunction. I was
forthwith informed that I could not play again until I talked to Doug.
I still have not talked to Doug, and I never will. I have nothing but
contempt for the man. I know for a fact that he is willing to tell whatever
lies he needs to tell in order to accomplish his objective. I know for a
fact that he is willing to pressure his employees to lie in order to support
his lies. Do I need to say anything else?? I know I don't, but I will
anyway.
Doug's whole approach to running a poker room is seriously flawed, in my
opinion. Basically, he wants to run a poker room like a Sunday School. He
wants to micromanage everyone's behavior and speech. If some clueless clown
from out of town is offended by something he hears in a poker game, he
thinks he has the right to put a stop to the offensive behavior. He expects
real poker players to act completely differently than they would if not
forced to comply with his censorious regime.
Many poker players, Ramashiva included, are arrogant, obnoxious,
foul-mouthed individuals. Real poker players accept this behavior as very
common, even normal, among poker players. If a group of real poker players
is having a real poker game with a lot of profanity and outrageousness, then
let them play the way they want to play. If some sanctimonious Sunday
School teacher joins the game and is offended by the language -- the proper
management response is to inform the Sunday School teacher that this is a
poker game, not Sunday School, and to suggest slot machines or keno as an
alternative. Instead, Doug thinks the proper management response is to tell
the foul-mouthed poker players to either shut up or leave.
Things may have changed since I was barred, but the way comps were handled
is another clear indication of Doug's managerial incompetence. First of
all, the Mirage Poker Room was very stingy about handing out comps. You
were only supposed to get one comp per week, and you had to stand in a long
line at a specific time to get one. That is, unless you slipped a floorman
a couple of bucks. Then, you could get all the comps you wanted. High
limit players and friends of management also got unlimited comps.
High-limit players in general got better treatment than the low-limit
players. Since the card room makes as much or more money off a low limit
table compared to a high limit table, such discriminatory treatment is
outrageous and indefensible. Just one small example, high limit players can
order freshly squeezed carrot juice whenever they want. Low limit players
are told to go suck an egg if they ask for freshly squeezed carrot juice.
WTF is up with that? This is all part of the big superiority complex that
high limit players have. They think they are so much better than ordinary
mortals playing with $1 chips. Well, at that time, Bill Gates frequently
came to the Mirage to play poker when he was in town. His game of choice?
$3/$6 holdem. Needless to say, Bill Gates could have bought and sold all
the big time big money poker players in Las Vegas without changing the third
significant digit of his net worth. High limit players need to get over
this idea that playing for higher stakes means anything but how much each
chip is worth.
Another thing that irritated hell out of me was that Doug employs many
incompetent dealers and supervisors. I knew the Mirage poker rules better
than 99% of the dealers and 100% of the floormen and shift bosses. I never
had a problem with the competent dealers. They could deal to me for weeks
and never make a mistake. When a tricky situation came up, these competent
poker dealers would automatically ask me for the correct interpretation of
the rules for that situation. Unfortunately, Doug employed many totally
incompetent dealers, which leads me to believe that he doesn't know enough
about poker to know an incompetent dealer when he sees one. Some of these
lumps could not sit in the box for 20 minutes without making four or five
serious errors. Naturally I corrected these errors, as every player has a
right to do. Rather than accepting correction, and trying to improve, these
incompetent dealers went whining to management that I was embarrassing and
humiliating them by correcting them in front of other players. If Doug and
his totally incompetent assistant, Kathleen Toliver, had trained these
incompetent dealers properly, they would have had no need to be corrected,
by me or anyone else.
Anyway, I was forbidden to correct any dealer. If I objected to what the
dealer was doing, I was told to stop the action and call a floorman. WTF!!!
The game has to come to a complete halt to correct an obvious dealing error,
just to avoid hurting the dealer's feelings??? This is a good example of
Doug trying to run a poker room like a Sunday School class. One night, I
called for a floorman after the dealer made a serious dealing error.
Kathleen showed up. I was not even allowed to tell her what the problem
was. The dealer told her version of what happened, then Kathleen made her
ruling. Her ruling was 100% incorrect according to Mirage Poker Room rules.
When I tried to point this out to her, she very bluntly told me to shut up,
that the floorman's decision was final, and that was the end of it. And
this woman was in charge of training new dealers. No wonder there were so
many incompetent dealers at the Mirage.
Finally, Doug Dalton, Bobby Baldwin, and Steve Wynn were then, and probably
still are errand boys for the Mafia. Of course, they have great pretensions
of being good, law-abiding citizens. ROTFLMAO. When Doug barred me, I
spoke to several law firms in Las Vegas about suing the Mirage. I got the
same answer -- No law firm in Las Vegas would even consider suing the
Mirage, no matter how good the grounds for a lawsuit might be. When I asked
why that was, I was invariably told that the answer should be obvious.
It was an open secret at the time that collusion was rampant in the higher
limit games, and that management did absolutely nothing to stop it. In
fact, Mirage management provided a sanctuary for all the big money cheaters
in Las Vegas. This is Doug's concept of offering the high-rolling Las Vegas
tourist a fair gamble --
1. Assemble every crossroader and card cheat in Las Vegas.
2. Seat all these cheaters in the high limit games.
3. Provide absolutely no management supervision to make sure the cheaters
are not cheating the tourists.
4. Seat the unsuspecting tourist in the middle of this den of thieves, and
tell him good luck.
My friends, this is the situation that is giving poker a bad name, not Russ
Georgiev.
To summarize, Doug Dalton is a shameless liar. The way the poker room is
run is ample evidence for his incompetence. He provides sanctuary to card
cheats who fleece unsuspecting tourists.
Bobby Baldwin also was aware of all these facts at the time I was barred.
After a long conversation with me, Bobby told me that Doug Dalton was his
choice to run the poker room, and that if I wanted to play there, I would
have to get along with Doug Dalton.
These Mafia errand boys are so arrogant. If Doug Dalton and Bobby Baldwin
want to continue running their scams, it is they who will have to get along
with Ramashiva. Please reference previous posts concerning ability of High
Priest of Virgin Mary to call down fire and brimstone from Heaven and
incinerate anyone who irritates him.
William Coleman (ramashiva)
home page: www.home.earthlink.net/~ramashiva
IESOUS CHRISTOS THEOU YIOS SOTER (corrupted version)
IESOUS CHRISTOS THEOS YIOS SOTERES (true version)
Sell all your possessions; give the money to the poor; and come, follow me.
-- Jesus Christ
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Now, after an EXTREMELY lengthy introduction, here are my statements about
the Las Vegas Poker Mafia which I am prepared to prove in court. This
outline of the command structure of the Las Vegas Poker Mafia is brief and
incomplete. I will flesh it out as I get sufficient corroboration to be
confident that my statements are true and that I can prove them in court.
The following relates to the era when Tony "the ant" Spilotro ran Las Vegas
for the Chicago mob. Frank "Lefty" Rosenthal was at the same level as
Spilotro and ran the skimming operation at the Stardust, which netted the
Chicago mob many millions in profits, in addition to the Stardust Casino
profits. This era is accurately documented in the movie "Casino" featuring
Robert de Niro as Lefty Rosenthal (Sam Rothstein in the movie), Joe Pesci
as Tony Spilotro (Nicky Santoro in the movie), and Oscar Goodman, Spilotro's
personal attorney and chief mob consigliere, as himself. LOL. Oscar
Goodman is now the Mayor of Las Vegas. But the Mob has been run out of Las
Vegas. Yeah. Right. Sure.
During this time period, the Spilotro operation operated a full-blown poker
cheating operation centered at the Stardust, and also at the Golden Nugget.
I am not clear on the time frame of when the Golden Nugget card room opened
and the Poker Mafia set up shop there. I could Google it, but perhaps some
oldtimer can provide the correct dates.
Spilotro's poker cheating operation was headed up by Spilotro's lieutenant
Mike O'Connor. The same Mike O'Connor which Chip, Doyle, and company sent
to whack Russ Georgiev after Russ started exposing the Las Vegas Poker Mafia
on rec.gambling.poker (RGP), including the fact that they were still in
operation in the top section of first the Mirage, then the Bellagio. Here
are the individuals who definitely worked for O'Connor in some capacity. At
this point, I cannot confidently say exactly what position the following
individuals held under O'Connor, but the following individuals definitely
worked for O'Connor in some capacity in the Las Vegas Poker Mafia --
Chip Reese
Doug Dalton
Eric Drache
David Sklansky
Now do you understand exactly who these individuals are? Eric Drache was
cardroom manager of the Golden Nugget Cardroom. Eric became cardroom
manager at the Mirage when that cardroom opened. Eric thought he was a
world class poker player, and he consistently blew all his money playing
against real world class players. Eric was a colorful figure, and he was
running the Mirage Cardroom when I first started playing at the Mirage Poker
Room about 1990.
For one reason or another, Eric was replaced as cardroom manager at the
Mirage by Doug Dalton sometime after I started playing there. When the
Bellagio poker room opened, Doug Dalton became the cardroom manager and the
Director of Poker Operations for both the Mirage and the Bellagio. As far
as I know, Doug continues to hold that post.
Of course, you know exactly who Chip Reese and David Sklansky are.
At the same time, the Texas Mafia was headed up by Benny Binion operating
the Horseshoe Club in downtown Las Vegas. All the Texas card cheats worked
for Benny, who was convicted of murder in Texas. Got that? The legendary
Benny Binion was a convicted murderer and the head of the Texas Mafia poker
operation in Las Vegas.
Among the card cheats working for Benny Binion was the legendary Doyle
Brunson, whose picture I saw plastered on a billboard on the Las Vegas Strip
Sunday night while I was out for a walk and some fresh air. I think it is
safe to say that most of the other Texas poker players closely associated
with Benny Binion were also part of the Texas Mafia, but I am only prepared
to state that Doyle Brunson worked as a card cheat for Benny at this time.
Now we have the cases of Steve Wynn and Bobby Baldwin. I will tell you what
I know about Steve and Bobby, which is not much at this time. Steve Wynn is
mobbed up, or "connected" as we say in Las Vegas. Steve Wynn has publicly
stated that you have to be "connected" to get anything done in Las Vegas.
Scotland Yard has an extensive dossier on Steve Wynn. This dossier flatly
states that Steve Wynn is a known Mob Associate. Use some common sense. At
one time, Steve Wynn was a floorman at the Golden Nugget, and he was
undoubtedly mobbed up at that time. Suddenly, Steve Wynn had enough money
to buy the Golden Nugget. Then, Steve Wynn suddenly had hundreds of
millions of dollars to invest in major casino development projects. The
Mirage, Treasure Island, the Bellagio, and now Wynn Las Vegas. Can there be
any possible doubt that Steve Wynn is mobbed up? At this time, I do not
know exactly how Steve Wynn is "connected". I do not know if he was part of
the Chicago Spilotro operation, or if he has an independent Mob connection.
Finally, we have the case of Bobby Baldwin. I cannot assert for sure that
Bobby is mobbed up, but birds of a feather flock together. Word on the
street is that Bobby, who was already a famous poker player, was hired at
the Golden Nugget and held a series of increasingly responsible management
positions at the Golden Nugget because he was Wynn's cocaine dealer. Bobby
did real well for himself, and he was soon President, or maybe it was
General Manager, of the Golden Nugget.
When the Mirage Poker Room opened, the entire Poker Mafia Operation went
there. Steve Wynn owned the place. Bobby Baldwin was President. Eric
Drache was cardroom manager. Doug Dalton was cardroom manager at Treasure
Island when it opened, and later moved over to the Mirage to replace Eric
Drache. The cheating pack in the top section at the Mirage was headed up by
Chip Reese and Doyle Brunson, thus representing a merger of the Chicago and
Texas Poker Mafias.
Do you see the pattern? When the Mirage opened, the entire Poker Mafia
moved from the Golden Nugget to the Mirage. When the Bellagio opened, the
entire operation moved to the Bellagio.
Since the days of Tony Spilotro, Lefty Rosenthal, and Mike O'Connor, the
exact same people have been running the Las Vegas Poker Mafia, both cardroom
management and the cheating pack. I will leave it to your powers of
deduction whether Bobby Baldwin, Doug Dalton, Eric Drache, and other
cardroom executives got a cut of the money won by the Las Vegas Poker Mafia
cheating pack. Simple logic says they were, since they facilitated the
operation of the Reese/Brunson cheating pack and provided a safe haven in
which the Reese/Brunson cheating pack could operate.
Anyone care to speculate whether this post will result in the Las Vegas
Poker Mafia putting out a contract on my life? Fine. Go ahead, Chip and
Doyle. If I get my head blown off by a Mafia hitman, you guys will be out
of business and in jail. Plus there is the minor detail that your Mafia
hitmen are no match for the Angel of Death, into whom I can transform at a
moment's notice. You should really fire all your hitmen and hire me. I am
more efficient. I always get the job done. And my rates are cheaper.
In case you missed it, I am a Kundalini Yoga Master and can transform myself
into any number of mythological characters. One of these is the Angel of
Death --
When I transform myself into the Angel of Death, this is what I do.
I put on black Levis and a black Nike sweatshirt. Then I put on full body
armor. Then I put on a heavy leather black jacket. Then I put on my black
London Fog trenchcoat. Naturally all this bulk makes me look absolutely
huge -- like I weigh 500 pounds.
Then I put on a gun belt around my waist on top of my trench coat. On the
left side, I put on a Ruger .357 magnum revolver with a 3" barrel. On the
right side, I put on a Ruger .357 magnum revolver with 6" barrel.
Then I take a bandolier with quick reload cylinders for both revolvers and
loaded magazines for both a .300 Remington Magnum sniper rifle and an M1A
.308 semi-automatic combat rifle and sling it over my right shoulder. Then
I take another bandolier with 50 rounds of 12-gauge shotgun ammunition and
sling it over my left shoulder. This shotgun ammunition is 3" magnum shells
each loaded with two ounces of BBs.
Then I take my .300 Remington Magnum sniper rifle and sling it diagonally
over my right shoulder with the rifle behind my back, naturally. Then I
take my M1A .308 semi-automatic combat rifle and sling in diagonally over my
left shoulder. In case you don't know, the M1A is an exact replica of the
legendary M-14, which is the rifle I carried and trained with in both Marine
Corps boot camp and Marine Corps infantry training.
Then I put on my $200 Bausch and Lomb sunglasses. Then I put on my $300
black Stetson hat. Then I pick up my 12-gauge Winchester Defender with an
18" cylinder bore barrel and a seven-shot magazine extension. Then I load
my Winchester Defender with seven rounds of the aforementioned magnum
ammunition. Then I chamber a round in the shotgun and take the safety off.
Then I walk out into the street. As Carol King says, you can't talk to a
man with a shotgun in his hand.
You had better believe that there is no scarier sight on Earth than the
sight of Ramashiva transformed into the Angel of Death.
You had better believe that I am now taking maximum security precautions as
of making this post. Everywhere I go, I always have two .357 revolvers
strapped to my waist, I always have my short-barrelled Winchester Defender
12-gauge shotgun with a seven-shot magazine extension in my hands or right
next to me, and I always have my M1A .308 semiautomatic combat rifle within
easy reach. Did I mention I always have at least 200 rounds of ammunition
for each weapon with me?
Of course, one of your hitmen could always get lucky and catch me off guard.
Or not. He better not miss the first shot, because he won't get a second
shot. He better not let me see him pulling his weapon, because I will drop
him dead in the street before he can get a shot off.
Do you really want to fuck with the Angel of Death??? Think about it. I'll
tell you one more thing, Chip and Doyle, which you should consider seriously
before sending one of your hitmen after me. If he botches the job, and I
survive, I 100% guarantee that Chip Reese and Doyle Brunson will get an
unfriendly visit from the Angel of Death shortly thereafter.
Come and get some, you Mafia thugs. Or get smart and get out of town.
Ramashiva, the High Priest of the Virgin Mary on Planet Earth, has spoken.
Oh, by the way, Chip and Doyle, I am emailing this post and a link to the
same post on my weblog, Ramashiva Rules, to the Las Vegas Sun and a senior
reporter at each TV station. Like I said, I am shutting you motherfuckers
down. Lay a hand on me, and you will all go to jail or worse.
William Coleman (ramashiva)
Department of Agitation, Propaganda, and Demagoguery
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defense'. Basically, what you state is the truth. What Martino and I
have on you and the information is, we were involed with much of this,
Martino especially. He came to Vegas in 1965 and was one of the card
carrying members of the Vegas PokerMafia for almost three decades.
Meanwhile, I was involved with the Southern Ca. Pokermafia, which took
a hit in 1982 when new card rooms were opening up in LA and Vegas and
Northern Ca. cheats wanted to move in, yet faced about 200 LA cheats
and management with roots going back to the 30s or further.
So, to basically eliminate these guys (me included), they spilled they
story to the Los Angeles Times which did a 27 page three day front page
expose on this.
The headlines in the December 5th, 1892 Los Angeles Times read,
"Professional Cheats Preying on Poker Clubs".
Names were printed, I was one of them. At that time, I had control of
the Horseshoe in Gardena Ca, the poker capitol of the world at that
time.
I sent the article to several people on RGP, Roy Cooke being among
them. Perhaps Carson also received a copy, but I can't remember for
sure. About 200 players (scammers) were barred when Commerce Casino
opened soon after. It was taken to court, where the casino lost,
because it had 'NO PROOF':).
However, the Bicycle Club was soon opening and the management there was
Vegas OWNED. And you can bet your life, most of the Vegas boys came
over, especially when Holdem, Stud and other games entered the
casino's.
As for Vegas management, it's been basically the same for well over 20
years, with the same people as management, security and heads of the
casino's where poker is played.
In fact, I have created so much heat for the players, that many of the
games dried up, killing their source of income. Also, several poker
players that were barred were reinstated when they basically stated
they'd 'TALK', something none of these guys want.
PROOF: Lou Olejack aka Lou Banion, aka Nevada black book entry in 1996,
supposedly no able to enter Las Veags or Nevada casinos, was seen
frequently at the WSOP this year. Yes, this is the same Lou Olejack
that's a GOOD FRIEND of Bobby Baldwin. He wasn't the only one. Just go
to the NSGCB and see for yourself about Lou.
This is why these guys can't sue, no matter what they say.
Nice post William
Russ Georgiev
JohnnyCoconuts
I was reading this, and starting to think perhaps you were a couple of cans
short of a six pack, until I read this line:
On Aug 30 2006 10:42 AM, William Coleman wrote:
Just one small example, high limit players can
> order freshly squeezed carrot juice whenever they want. Low limit players
> are told to go suck an egg if they ask for freshly squeezed carrot juice.
> WTF is up with that?
I agree, this is ridiculous. I'm not sure what customer service, or the world as
a whole, is coming to when this is the case. (Apart from the fact that I think
I missed something - how are you supposed to get carrot juice from an egg? Maybe
it's a Vegas thing?)
Anyway, I think you have a legitimate case here if you want to sue these
bastards for discrimination. This is clearly a violation of the 6th, 12th, 23rd
and 25th amendments, as well as Federalist Paper No. 5, and in direct
contradiction to the ruling in the case of Kramer vs. Kramer - and they
shouldn't be allowed to get away with this.
Reminds me of the great words of Dr. King: "I pray one day that men will be
judged by the content of their character and not the contents of their juice
glass."
Please let me know if there's anything we can do to help.
JC
(p.s. By the way, what color is the sky in your world?)
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JohnnyCoconuts wrote:
> I was reading this, and starting to think perhaps you were a couple of cans
> short of a six pack, until I read this line:
>
> On Aug 30 2006 10:42 AM, William Coleman wrote:
>
> Just one small example, high limit players can
> > order freshly squeezed carrot juice whenever they want. Low limit players
> > are told to go suck an egg if they ask for freshly squeezed carrot juice.
> > WTF is up with that?
>
>
> I agree, this is ridiculous. I'm not sure what customer service, or the world as
> a whole, is coming to when this is the case. (Apart from the fact that I think
> I missed something - how are you supposed to get carrot juice from an egg? Maybe
> it's a Vegas thing?)
>
> Anyway, I think you have a legitimate case here if you want to sue these
> bastards for discrimination. This is clearly a violation of the 6th, 12th, 23rd
> and 25th amendments, as well as Federalist Paper No. 5, and in direct
> contradiction to the ruling in the case of Kramer vs. Kramer - and they
> shouldn't be allowed to get away with this.
>
> Reminds me of the great words of Dr. King: "I pray one day that men will be
> judged by the content of their character and not the contents of their juice
> glass."
>
> Please let me know if there's anything we can do to help.
>
> JC
Prove you're the real JC and walk on water. We want a fighting chance.
RazzO
Do you think Johnny and Nick the Greek" Dandolos were allowed to order
freshly squeezed carrot jiuce if they wanted it?
The high limit games, especially the ones with Doyle attract players to
play in that card room.
In modern day, the games follow Doyle, and high limit players will always
get treated special.
BTW, even after Russ' 5 year long campaign Doyle recieved 5 or 6
thunderous standing ovations in the Amazon Room at 2006 WSOP. The one
where he was honored by Harrah's (via WSOP Comissioner Jeffery Pollack)
was unbelievable.
RazzO
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RazzO wrote:
> Casinos in Vegas can throw you out for any reason. It's the law.
How come Lou Olejack aka Lou Bannion, friend and buddy of Gary 'Gig'
Young and in the Las Vegas Blackbook was visibly present in Vegas
casino's during the WSOP?
Russ Georgiev
Jonathan
entertaining though...
On Aug 30 2006 1:00 PM, RussGe...@aol.com wrote:
> RazzO wrote:
> > Casinos in Vegas can throw you out for any reason. It's the law.
>
> How come Lou Olejack aka Lou Bannion, friend and buddy of Gary 'Gig'
> Young and in the Las Vegas Blackbook was visibly present in Vegas
> casino's during the WSOP?
>
> Russ Georgiev
>
>
>
>
> >
> > Do you think Johnny and Nick the Greek" Dandolos were allowed to order
> > freshly squeezed carrot jiuce if they wanted it?
> >
> > The high limit games, especially the ones with Doyle attract players to
> > play in that card room.
> >
> > In modern day, the games follow Doyle, and high limit players will always
> > get treated special.
> >
> > BTW, even after Russ' 5 year long campaign Doyle recieved 5 or 6
> > thunderous standing ovations in the Amazon Room at 2006 WSOP. The one
> > where he was honored by Harrah's (via WSOP Comissioner Jeffery Pollack)
> > was unbelievable.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > RazzO
> > http://www.razzo.com
> > email:ticorazz (at) yahoo.com
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Jonathan wrote:
> are you two off your meds?
I'm waiting for you to get out of diapers first.
Russ Georgiev