MisterBig looks at Captain_Hook, the man calling himself the son of the late, great Donald_Trump and scratches his head for a moment.  He pauses as he turns to DonnieTheLionHeart and notices that he is Right Hand Man for DonaldTrump.

"Well this is something you don't see every day."  He speaks quietly under his breath and gives a simple shrug before lighting a smoke and watching the rest of the debate unfold.

Kaira stands next to Ullknowthatwasme and listens to the conversation that is happening in front of her with sadness and disappointment.

'Death is never right but it is part of life, especially ours. I am truly sorry for the death Donald_Trump but the way his son came up here and conducted himself speaks a lot about the teachings he received. After all there is this saying going around "Like father like son."

What happened today was an action that was supported by all NY leaders. Making assumptions and throwing shade at some of them is not something one should do. 

Coming on these streets and speaking your mind with such disgrace is not something that NY members were taught. Captain_Hook spoke privately with the people that took action against his father, was given the explanation that he wanted and asked for yet he decided to come here and create this whole circus that only brings shame towards NY.'

Kaira sighs.

'I decided to step up and speak because our time will come one day. We all die sooner or later. We might not be able to choose when, except for the times we choose to take our own life but we can choose how to leave this world. We can leave this place with dignity and being proud of our achievements. We can teach our kids that right ways to conduct themselves after our deaths and can show them that coming to this place to express their anger is not the solution. What one can do is mourn for the loss of their loved ones and then come back and work hard to make them proud.'

Kaira leaves the place with a heavy heart.

There will always be a time for reflection but often it is not immediately after the fact. No cool word will calm boiling blood. But allow me to make a few observations, if I may - and, folks, let me tell you, I have the best observations. The greatest. They called me The Walking Observatory back in college. I was like the Galileo of common sense to those people, an absolute superstar. So, trust me when I tell you, observing is what I do. I’m an observer.

My experiences with the dearly departed Mr. Trump, of the Tower, first of his name, were friendly, affable and filled with a desire to turn Manhattan, and by extension New York, into a district and a city of great renown once more. With situations like these, in which people unfamiliar with each other are thrown into an arena to stake out their piece of land, it is often impossible to predict how relationships form; you are partners and rivals, all at once. The prosperity of our city is the greatest bond we share and the best argument for turning neighbors into allies. It is also one that relies on each link of the chain being as strong as the next, and when the alloys of Donald’s character were put into question, a decision was made.

There is no relevancy discussing cold bloodedness or fairness in a business that rewards only clarity of vision and the judgment it takes to achieve that. There is no point denigrating a dead man either. Dirty laundry is best aired in private. When you’re as scandalously wealthy as I am – practically dripping in molten gold from head to toe – you can just burn your clothes immediately after wearing them. I could throw them out, but I’d rather die than see a street bum in a DT embroidered polo. If I wanted to be kind to people who smelled like soup, I’d be nicer to my Right Hand, but he’s sleeping in the stables at my golf club until he learns to use soap.

If the next of Donald’s line is listening, though he may now be chipping balls out of heavens bunkers, he enjoyed success, however brief, and if you are able to turn a critical eye to it, the past can guide you to a better future. I wish you the best of luck. 

Kanan hears the murmurs on the streets regarding the late Donald_Trump, of Trump Towers in New York. He decided to say his bit.

Now, I know the Donald_Trump and his son are both deceased at this point but I just wanted to come out and support the statement by DonnieTheLionHeart. I have never heard from Donald and he randomly messaged me yesterday stating the following:

"Between disorder or the other DonaldTrump i have a hit on my head.."

Now, who in their right mind would blame or accuse the leader of the person they message and expect word not to get out? When I asked for clarification, Trump then added another crew leader to the list by the name of Ullknowthatwasme. Having no prior contact with this man, I was VERY confused as to why he was bringing this to me, it was a bit random.

I think this was the product of paranoia. Paranoia kills.

He walks by, and happened to hear the conversations, the name calling such nasty things, he seemed a bit disgusted with the one male who did so, and decided he would say something.

hello, I'm luffyD,

You know, through out my ancestors, I have heard the stories, and so far I seen things myself, and I'm but a young lad yet myself,

but, this maybe a mob life, but killing should not be the answer, before we know the truth, before we decide we might have the answers, maybe we should investigate farther, no one is innocent, before proven guilty, its more like guilty until proven innocent,

Now, I don't like to speak publically, because if disrespect, and the foul mouths, like someone just said, this should not be made public, it should be in private.

In all my blood line, they have joined a crew, and every rule had an amerta rule by itself, that was bolded and red tint to it, maybe I'm saying it wrong, and maybe I'm not, who knows.

But I thought, if you spoke of things like this in public, you could get your life taken, so why would you go against that rule?

and I thought in the rules it stated, respect the mademan + they have earned that rank, and that respect?
also, I thought you had to respect others even when stating your opinion, now maybe I'm wrong, but If you were to have said the things like what hook said, if you were to have said that in that past in public? you could be potentially gotten killed, or lost your gun?

what I have heard and seen just now, is not what should have been said, hook, could have stated that in mm, and more respectful,

if it were my forefathers, they would have been shot, has the rules changed? cause it sure seems like it.

why would you even threaten a CL, or anyone over madman in public? have they lost it? 

thats just like a few months back, before my father died, he read how disorder was threatened in public, this is one of the reasons why I agree with the new rule, because of people like hook, they have no respect, and no real teachings, you know, if I would have talked to my parents or my grandparents like that, I wouldn't have seen the light of day.

anyway, enough of my speaking of this, I do feel however , that we should becareful on who we trust, and who we try to speak with, we should honor death, and not make more.

I hope you you ladies and gents have a good rest of your day/ night.

He bowed, to his elders, and walked away, with respect, and hoped what he said was respectful.

well, I'm sorry to hear that,  DonnieTheLionHeart

I hope you have better days, with out people trying to ruin that,

thank you on the insight.

I mean, you can't really act like you're innocent, Donnie. You called him a cripple if I'm not mistaken. That was probably what set him off, but who knows. You could damn well be right about him anyway.

Captain_Hook the modern-day prophet, who'd have thunk it? Perhaps there should be a commemorative plaque..

The clock is always ticking for each and every one of us, this is very true Jezz. But this man had a wooden leg dammit! If these were biblical times they'd have named a book after him.