International Best Selling Author Joe Bruno’s “Jimmy Hoffa The Mafia’s Greatest Hits: Volume Three” is now available on Amazon.com.

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Three of the biggest unsolved mysteries during the past half-a-century are “Who killed Jimmy Hoffa?”; “Why was Jimmy Hoffa killed?” and “Where is Jimmy Hoffa’s body buried?”

The answer to the first question is a no-brainer. The Mafia killed Jimmy Hoffa – plain and simple. But the “why” is much more complicated.

Jimmy Hoffa and his nefarious union activities were joined at the hip with the Mafia since the mid-1930s. Hoffa was their fair-haired boy who delivered for the Mafia in more ways than one. Even before he became President of the International Brotherhood of Teamsters (IBT), Hoffa used his influence with the IBT to provide several Mafia bosses, including Tampa’s Santo Trafficante, Louisiana’s Carlo Marcello, and Detroit’s Anthony “Tony Jack” Giacalone, hundreds of millions of dollar in unsecured loans from the Teamster Pension Fund. Those loans were used to fund numerous hotels/casinos and other businesses in various parts of North America including Cuba, the Dominican Republic, and in Las Vegas. In truth, half the hotels/casinos in Las Vegas would never have never been built without the financial support of Hoffa’s IBT.

Unfortunately for Hoffa, his brusque and dictatorial ways eventually made him unpalatable for the Mafia bosses, who were used to being treated with the utmost respect.

The Mafioso’s nickname for Hoffa was “Marteduzzo,” which is Sicilian for “The Little Hammer,” because he ruthlessly hammered away at anyone who displeased him, or got in his way on his rise to power.

But as Hoffa’s disrespect for the Mafia bosses increased, the “Little Hammer,” inevitably transformed himself into the lowly nail destined to be banged into oblivion.

To read about the rise, fall, and the murder of Jimmy Hoffa, scroll to the top of this page and hit the “BUY” button.

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FREE BOOK! International Best Selling Author Joe Bruno’s “The Wrong Man: Who Ordered the Murder of Gambler Herman Rosenthal and Why” is free today on Amazon.com.

Posted in Uncategorized on January 10, 2016 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

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2012 was the 100-year anniversary of the murder of small-time gambler Herman Rosenthal – the most celebrated murder of its time. Make no mistake, there are no good guys here; no innocent victims. The fact is Bald Jack Rose, a well-known New York City criminal, framed crooked New York City police lieutenant – Charles Becker – for the killing of stool pigeon Herman Rosenthal.

People in the underworld cheered the death of Rosenthal; he was disliked that much. But that doesn’t negate the fact that the wrong man sat in Sing Sing’s electric chair for ordering Rosenthal’s murder, while the man who framed Becker – and orchestrated the murder of Rosenthal himself – walked away a free man.

“The Wrong Man” explains how this all transpired.

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International Best Selling author Joe Bruno’s “Crazy Joe Gallo – The Screenplay,” co written with Lawrence Venturato, is now on sale on Amazon Kindle for only 99 cents!

Posted in Cosa Nostra, criminals, crooks, Gangs, gangsters, mafia, mobs, Mobsters, New York City, organized crime, police, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on January 7, 2016 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

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This screenplay is adapted from the book, Crazy Joe Gallo, by Joe Bruno. A film based on this screenplay would take you deep into the world of organized crime, Italian-American style. It is action-packed from beginning to end. If Crazy Joe Gallo, a quintessential American mobster, didn’t exist, it would be hard to make him up.

Even though he was a vicious, cartoonish character straight out of a B-grade mobster movie, Crazy Joe Gallo’s murder made the front cover of Time Magazine. If Crazy Joe, all five-feet six-inches and 150 pounds of him, had not been killed in the early morning hours of April 7, 1972 inside Umberto’s Clam House in Manhattan’s Little Italy, the entire landscape of the Mafia in America might have changed, and not necessarily for the better.

Crazy Joe was born and raised in the Red Hook section of Brooklyn along with his elder brother, Larry, and his younger brother, Albert. Crazy Joe was instrumental in waging two Brooklyn gang wars against the Profaci/Colombo Crime families for control of the Brooklyn rackets. Mafia Boss, Joe Profaci, refused to give the Gallos the respect they thought they earned and deserved, so the Gallos decided they would take matters into their own hands and force their way up Brooklyn’s organized crime ladder. The main problem was the Profacis/Colombos had almost 500 strong on their side, and the Gallos had, at most, 30 loyalists, with another 200 or so mobsters, who either constantly changed sides or stayed completely out of the fray.

While doing a ten-year stretch in prison on an extortion conviction (1962-71), Crazy Joe recruited dangerous black convicts to join him in his quest to unseat Joe Colombo as boss of the Brooklyn mob (after Profaci’s death from natural causes, Colombo had replaced Profaci while Crazy Joe was in prison).

So, when Joe Colombo was shot to death by a black man, Jerome Johnson, at a June 1971 Italian-American Civil Rights League “Unity” rally at Columbus Circle in New York City, most mobsters and members of law enforcement pointed the finger at Crazy Joe Gallo.

The names of several characters have been changed in the screenplay in deference to their families.

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International Best Seller Joe Bruno’s Crazy Joe Gallo on sale on Amazon.com

Posted in criminals, crooks, Gangs, gangsters, killers, mafia, mobs, Mobsters, New York City, organized crime, police, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 1, 2016 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

Even though he was a vicious, cartoonish character straight out of a B-grade mobster movie, Crazy Joe Gallo’s murder made the front cover of Time Magazine. If Crazy Joe, all five-feet six-inches and 150 pounds of him, had not been iced in the early morning hours of April 7, 1972 inside Umberto’s Clam House in Manhattan’s Little Italy, the entire landscape of the Mafia in America might have changed, and not necessarily for the better.

Crazy Joe was born and raised in the Red Hook section of Brooklyn along with his older brother, Larry, and his younger brother, Albert. Crazy Joe was instrumental in waging two Brooklyn gang wars against the Profaci/Colombo Crime families for control of the Brooklyn rackets. Mafia Boss, Joe Profaci, refused to give the Gallos the respect they thought they earned and deserved, so the Gallos decided they would take matters into their own hands and force their way up Brooklyn’s organized crime ladder. The main problem was the Profacis/Colombos had almost 500 strong on their side, and the Gallos had, at most, 30 loyalists, with another 200 or so mobsters, who either constantly changed sides or stayed completely out of the fray.

While doing a ten-year stretch in prison on an extortion conviction (1962-71), Crazy Joe recruited dangerous and hungry black convicts to join him in his quest, after he was released from prison, to unseat Joe Colombo as boss of the Brooklyn mob (After Profaci’s death from natural causes, Colombo had replaced Profaci while Crazy Joe was in prison).

So, when Joe Colombo was shot to death by a black man, Jerome Johnson, at a June 1971 Italian-American Civil Rights League “Unity” rally at Columbus Circle in New York City, most mobsters and members of law enforcement pointed the finger at Crazy Joe Gallo.
But did Crazy Joe Gallo really orchestrate Colombo’s demise?
“Crazy Joe Gallo – The Mafia’s Greatest Hits – Volume Two” will present you with the possibilities and the factors that ultimately led to Crazy Joe’s brutal death.

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Joe Bruno’s “Crazy Joe Gallo – The Mafia’s Greatest Hits – Volume 2” is a Best Seller on Amazon.com

Posted in Cosa Nostra, crime, criminal, criminals, crooked cops, crooks, FBI, FBI, Gangs, gangsters, lower east side of Manhattan, mafia, mobs, Mobsters, New York City, New York City murder, organized crime, police, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 25, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

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International Best Selling author Joe Bruno’s “Crazy Joe Gallo – The Mafia’s Greatest Hits – Volume 2” is ranked #6 on Amazon Kindle in the category “True Crime – Hoaxes & Deceptions” and #7 in “Law Enforcement Biographies.”

#6 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Biographies & Memoirs > True Crime > Hoaxes & Deceptions
#7 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Biographies & Memoirs > Professionals & Academics > Law Enforcement

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Joe Bruno Actor And Lifelong Friend Johnny Cha Cha Passes Away

Posted in New York City, Uncategorized on November 22, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

After being miserable all day yesterday morning the death of my lifelong friend Johnny Cha Cha, I decided to think back at some of the happy/fun times we had together.

In was in the early 1980, and I ran into Cha Cha in Atlantic City where I was covering a boxing match for the New York Tribune. He drove, I took the bus. He asked me if I needed a lift back to the neighborhood. I said sure. He said he was tired and I had to drive. I said okay. I forgot to tell him I had never driven to or from Atlantic City before. I always took the bus.

After the fight was over and I had filed my article with my newspaper, we went to a post-fight party. Cha Cha had a couple of drinks; I had about six Diet Pepsi’s to keep me awake for the drive. I was amped up when I started to drive.

We left Atlantic City about 4 am. Cha Cha went into the back, laid across the back seat, and fell asleep.

About an hour later, I saw a big sign that said, “BEN FRANKLIN BRIDGE – WELCOME TO PHILADELPHIA!”

W.C. Fields once said, “I rather be a fire hydrant in New York City than the Major of Philadelphia.”

I didn’t want to find out how bad Philly was, especially at five in the morning. So I decided drastic measures were in order.

The bridge was deserted and I figured I better make a U-turn, or I’d really be lost. Cha Cha was sleeping and I didn’t want to wake him up and tell him what had happened.

So, I made the U-Turn in the middle of the bridge where there was an opening. No cars were visible in either direction. As soon as I made it to the end of the bridge, a police car came out of nowhere; SIREN BLARING!.

The cop pulled me over. Cha Cha is still sleeping. I gave the cop my license and registration, and I also gave him my press credentials. I tried to explain I was lost and was headed to New York City and that I had a sick friend in the back seat.

Almost on cue, Cha Cha started moaning and holding his stomach.

The cop flashed his light into the back seat, and he could see Cha Cha was in obvious distress, moaning with his eyes closed and his body rolling back and forth.

The cop let me go without giving me a ticket. He even gave me directions to NY City.

As soon as I put the car in gear, and the cop was gone, Cha Cha lifted his head. He said in the slow clipped way he always spoke, with an emphasis on each word, “JOE……. BRUNO……. …….DON’T…..GET….. LOST….. AGAIN!

And then he went back to sleep, and he didn’t wake until I pulled in front of Knickerbocker Village, where I lived. It was now about 8 am.

Cha Cha then got out of the back seat and got behind the wheel of the car.

Then he said to me, “JOE….. BRUNO…… THERE’S….. NEVER….. A…..DULL….. MOMENT….. WITH…… YOU.”

And he peeled away without saying even goodbye. ;)

FREE BOOK!!!International Best Selling Author Joe Bruno’s “Mob Rats – Bald Jack Rose” is free today on Amazon.com.

Posted in criminals, crooks, Gangs, gangsters, mobs, Mobsters, New York City, organized crime, police, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 21, 2015 by Joe Bruno's Blogs

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Degenerate gambler and sportsman, Jacob (Bald Jack) Rose (Rosenzweig), due to a rare disease, had nary a hair on his entire body. But what Rose lacked in hair, he more than made up for with a diabolical criminal brilliance that put him “head and shoulders” (no pun intended) above the competition.

In the early 1900s, one of Rose’s competitors was fellow gambler Herman Rosenthal, a mean and snaky runt who had the reputation of being a stool pigeon, or as they say on the streets – a rat – for the New York City Police Department. Rose and Rosenthal both owned competing gambling joints in the seedy uptown area of Manhattan called the “Tenderloin,” or “Satan’s Circus.”

Rosenthal’s partner of sorts was corrupt New York City Police Lieutenant Charles Becker, who was not adverse to taking money with both hands (graft) from the Tenderloin’s gambling joints and houses of prostitution. Rose and Rosenthal both paid Becker handsomely, but then Rosenthal got the idea he was too big a man to continue to line Becker’s pockets with cash.

Rosenthal, after being rejected as a stoolie by New York’s City’s Police Commissioner Rhinelander Waldo, New York City Mayor William J. Gaynor, and Manhattan District Attorney, Charles S. Whitman, decided to take his story to the press.

Enter New York World columnist, Herbert Bayard Swope.

Swope believed Rosenthal’s claims, and he knew nothing could propel a newspaperman’s career faster than exposing police corruption. Swope wrote a two- part piece for his newspaper outlining Becker’s crimes. The next move was for Rosenthal to sign an affidavit confirming his allegations against Becker for New York District Attorney Whiteman, a grumpy drunk who had his sights set on becoming the next Governor of New York State (amazingly, that actually happened two years later). This affidavit would swear that Becker was a cretin, criminal, and a crook, and would most certainly lead to Becker being fired, arrested and prosecuted, with Herman Rosenthal being the chief witness for the prosecution.

This is where Bald Jack Rose displayed his Machiavellian brilliance.

Not only did Rose want Becker out of his hair (again, no pun intended), but he figured out a way to get rid of both Becker and Rose (who was threatening to rat on Rose, too) in one fell swoop.

To find out what happened next, read “Mob Rats – Bald Jack Rose.”

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