They make no secret of the role they believe he plays. Attorney O'Connor came into the neighborhood two years ago as one of the city's first community prosecutorsmeaning that she was assigned to a place, not a type of crime. For months the scene repeated itself, she says. And he wisely chose Trinidad as his playing field. Imprisoned in a grueling therapy group, Truman gets re-acquainted with loonies who are his old cab fares, which includes a local stripper he has insulted more than once.
Then they shoot basketballs into the garbage can outside and play a lawless version of pingpong in the gym. But in this case the bounty was marijuana, and it's hard to tell the difference. Last year, as she sat at her kitchen window drinking coffee, she noticed a Virginia cab making daily visits to her block. Once they got the properties, the investors dodged rent-control ceilings and jacked up the rents, driving longtime residents out of the neighborhood. That's one picture of John Duke Queen.
The word is out that you can get more marijuana for less money in Trinidad than almost anywhere in the city. On her wall, pictures of her kids hang next to blown-up mug shots and a dozen aerial views of Trinidad. Much of the cops' talk about Queen is bluster, partly because he embarrasses them. Queen grew up in this same house, where his mother lived until her death a couple of years back. Even though Trinidad has no major commuter routes, on one weeknight last month around 9:30, five cars with Maryland or Virginia tags passed by the 16th and Levis corner in just five minutes.
Someone even handed Queen a getaway bicycle as he ran. Pot is simply a better business in every way. To lower their risk, the investors sought out Federal Housing Administration loan guaranteesqualifying for the program by submitting phony information about the stability of the buyers and the homes. The craziness is gradually abating, but Lawson still can't stare out her window without watching some sort of drama unfold. Somehow, he says, they've been selling weed for less over there for the last three to five years. To the kids who were listening for it, searching for an alternative, it was a coded message to secretly decipher through endless listens. Council changed the law in the late '60s.
It's the next person in linethe prosecutorwho has the power to change their lives forever. All arrestees were released the next day with court dates scheduled. Many of them have some link to the marijuana trade, she says, and the subsequent revolving door at the courthouse. And besides, his whole family is here. When they get restless in their federal outposts, the Park Police stray into Trinidad to get a piece of the action. Worst-case scenario is one year in jail, which almost never happens. But that's something else altogether.
Chronic Town is a Fairbanks I have seen but only a sordid corner of it. Years of touring and 6 records later, they were elevated to world-wide rock stars, and continued to sell millions of records for another 20 years. He keeps his face blank as one by one the officers file through and drop damning testimony about him. But those same characteristics also make Trinidad a good place to run dope. Now that number is down to 30.
This time, the prosecutors and the police figured they had Queen cornered. But it isn't nearly that simple. If you get caught selling it, you'll still probably just get probation. Back in the 1930s, the modest, single-family units were some of the first homes built in the Northeast neighborhood of Trinidad. And although they offer up a few stern lectures on marijuana, the cops recognize that the roundup is something of a charade.
In hopes of riding a wave of gentrification, real estate speculators bought up about 90 rent-controlled properties in the Trinidad area. But most days, he hangs out near his house, by the intersection of 16th and Levis Streets, where everyone knows hima quiet, good-looking young man, surrounded by friends. They made five arrestsfour for buying marijuana and one for distributing. Byrd maintains his innocence and claims that the police are just throwing him and his friends in jail because they can. Great show… looking forward to seeing you in the future. Even after Edmond was convicted, in 1989, Trinidad went on to become one of the biggest crack markets in D. The maximum penalty is 180 days in jail.
That schizoid attitude toward marijuanalet's make it a crime but not treat it like onehas crippled Trinidad, leaving it trapped in a half-assed middle ground that makes for the worst of both worlds: enough underground anarchy to cultivate fear and violence, but enough tolerance to make it impossible to stop. Now Trinidad is cleaning itself up, both women say. Truman Korovin is a lonely, sharp-witted cab driver in Fairbanks, Alaska, 1980. And last night, Chronic Town kind of took me back to that age. That particular man was likely coming to Trinidad for heroinhe came early in the morning and looked like hell. In this world, Truman must find or lose himself.