Have you ever driven down Park Avenue, in between Chandler and May Street, and seen this lovely parcel of land?
Well that lovely area is owned by Worcester’s most infamous Salisbury Street slumlords – the Krocks. They’re basically the Mr. Potter’s of Worcester. They live in that mansion with the gate near the corner of Forest and Salisbury, and there is a never ending supply of stories involving them not giving a fuck about the community. The story of the Krock family was documented by former Worcester Magazine’s top local blogger, Nicole Apostola. It’s really a tremendous read if you get the chance.
Basically in a nutshell, Aaron Krock was the classic Andrew Carnegie rags to riches story. He started with nothing and before you knew it he opened up Commerce Bank. But the problem with rich people aren’t the people who earned the money – it’s the freeloaders that get what’s left over – the lucky sperm children.
And Aaron’s son Barry is the luckiest sperm in Worcester’s history. He was handed the reigns as President of Commerce Bank at the age of 31. For doing absolutely nothing. He basically owned half the city and was a pain in the ass for the city of Worcester for years.
Today his wife and daughter, Katie Krock, are the new queen dooshnozzles in town. Junior Smokeshow Katie Krock was named one of Pulse Magazine’s 25 to watch in 2005, alongside with Worcester’s most notorious empty suit politician, Joff Smith. Because as you know, Pulse Magazine is a joke that people pick up, open to the middle to make sure their drunken escapades at the Banner weren’t photographed last weekend, and then throw in the recycling.
Katie opened KJ Baaron’s liquor store at Washington Square when she was 25. Although how hard is to start your own business when you’re literally handed money? If the business goes under, fuck it. Just get more money from Daddy. If it thrives, then you buy more property that you have no intention of maintaining.
And clearly that area on Park Ave is something they don’t give a shit about. Not their problem. They don’t live there. They don’t have to deal with Worcester’s finest derelicts wandering into that vast magical kingdom of discarded needles and hobo gangbangs.
But as you saw on the blog we wrote yesterday about the dumpiest towns and cities in Massachusetts, the most common denominator in crappy looking cities is abandoned, overgrown lots. They’re currently in an ongoing battle with the City of Worcester. They were forced to chop all the trees down, so now it’s not so much an overgrown weed forest as it is a collection of stumps and broken dreams.
So why isn’t the city busting their balls? Let’s check out Mayor Joe Petty’s campaign contributions over the last few years. Oh yea, here’s why they get away with it:
So why is this family giving so much money to Joe Petty? Gee, I wonder. LOL. Maybe it’s because the second biggest campaign contributor doesn’t even come close, so their influence will basically be unparalleled. Look, you don’t get Krock money by being a dumbass. These people understand how politics works in America. If you have enough money you can just buy elected officials. But honestly, I didn’t think Worcester politicians were important enough to buy off. Apparently I was wrong.
I really can’t wait until the elections in November. We won’t announce our Turtleboy Ticket 2015 until the summer, but let’s just say Joe Petty will not be on there. He’s sided with the Coming Together Circlejerk, he’s had the back of Lisa Dyer, and now he’s being paid off by slumlords who are making Worcester look like Fall River.