90th Precinct

What the heck is east Williamsburg? Oh, You mean knickerbocker? This area is filled with local criminals paying 600 $ a mo to illegal portorican slumlords … And white hipsters from Nebraska paying 2k for a studio to jewish slumlords. These cops have their work cut out for them.

This is probably the worst precinct ever.
They are slow at everything. The processing, and even the simple paperwork.
I called their number and it barely ever gets through. The operator sometimes just hangs up. If you need to get some paperwork done at this precinct, be prepared.

I’ve been coming to Williamsburg for over twenty years and I have many friends that have businesses there as well as many friends that live there. In my experience of what it used to be to what it is now is because of the precinct. The only reason the area had exploded the way it has is because real estate developers know that the area had become a lot safer than when it was run by gangs, prostitutes and drug dealers. Granted some of the element is still there but they’ve done an excellent job of doing more with less. The NYPD had less cops now than ever before and yet they still seem to Getty t he job done. Sure, it’s a bit of a pain in the ass getting stopped for drinking in public or riding you’re bike the wrong way but it’s those «quality of life“infractions that make our little piece of Brooklyn safer. Thanks 90 pct. for doing what you do.

The 90^th Precinct is run by monkeys, every aspect of their policy is in disarray. Majority of officers are inefficient in execution of even the most basic and mundane of tasks. I had a particularly grueling experience with officer Ignaz, his methods for meeting quota are particularly pathetic. He sits twiddling his thumbs at the base of the Williamsburg bridge writing up hipsters stumbling from the off ramp for open containers. I have little empathy for the sad life of the NYPD officer as they have little empathy for the common New Yorker who pays their measly salary.

What can be said, 90^th Precinct, what can be said?
My neighborhood is extremely loud. Not the kind of noise that becomes static once you’ve lived in an urban area for a while. Loud people. Very, very, loud people. At 6 am, at 3 pm, at 2 am.
I don’t mind… really.
Unless it’s 6 am and I am trying to sleep.
Unless it’s 2 am and I am trying to sleep.
There is really no need for a block party to be taking place Sunday-​Monday outside my window.
The 90^th Precinct has been helpful for keeping things quiet by driving by now and then.
…but not enough.