On Jerks, Jackasses And Morons

The immutables of city life — jerks will never move in to the center of the subway car, jackasses will continue to prove to the neighborhood that even if they don’t have the nicest automobile they surely have the loudest car stereo and your moronic, retarded tenants will never ever learn how to separate their recycling:

Richard Martin, the 71-year-old superintendent at 278 91st St., recently ended his showdown against tenants who were careless about throwing out their garbage, and has agreed to drag the nine moldering trashcans from the lobby of the building back to their rightful spot outside.

“I don’t care anymore,” said Martin, who burst onto the public consciousness last year, after The Brooklyn Paper wrote a story about the hostile hand-written signs he posted on the building lambasting his tenants as “lazy” and “dangerous” for not properly putting out their trash.

“Tenants don’t care, landlord don’t care, Ritchie Martin don’t care.”

His sudden lack of concern is a stark contrast to back in November, when Martin’s notes — all featuring his black, green and red all caps scrawl — angrily told tenants what he expected: “Take covers off to put your garbage in and put covers back on. You tenants better stop being stupid and retarded.”

When tenants failed to respond to his colorful signs, Martin hauled the garbage up to the roof, forcing some tenants to hike as many as five floors to get rid of their trash.

“It’s like trying to put out a fire with gasoline,” said one local resident of Martin’s antics.

And sure enough, the tenants continued to mix waste and recyclables.

Martin then brought out the big guns: He pulled the eight trashcans inside, forcing residents to live with piled up garbage in the lobby of their building.

Earlier: What A Country.