Skip to comments.Rapper, 2 in taxi meet violent end in Vegas crash ( Shootout on the Vegas Strip)
Posted on 02/23/2013 11:58:46 AM PST by Ernest_at_the_BeachEdited on 02/23/2013 12:04:54 PM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
LAS VEGAS (AP) — Kenny Cherry was an aspiring rapper who moved from the Bay Area to Las Vegas to pursue his career. His music videos online show him cruising the Strip in a Maserati.
Taxi driver Michael Boldon was a family man who hailed from Michigan; and his passenger, Sandra Sutton-Wasmund, came from a loving Washington state family and was well regarded in her community.
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A rapper shot? Color me surprised, another shocker!
Not a real shoot out.
More like a shoot up.
Kenny Clutch, the’aspring rapper’ (and known pimp) mouthed off to the wrong people.
Are they SURE this wasn’t square-dance callers?
What a tragic loss of a great Italian sports car...
Of course it wouldn’t be complete without them taking down some innocents as well.
He was turning his life around, pursuing a community college Associate Arts Degree in Grocery Bagging.
Where did you learn that he was a pimp?
I just love the “aspring rapper” term. Just another PC name for gang banger.
They were in a “Green” taxi. Converted to propane. Big badda boom!
Might explain the instant fire bomb.
Dear Rappers: Your culture is rotten to the core. It has nothing to do with race, it has to do with the values you make glamorous, and with the culture of the people who listen to you. Seriously, if you have the brains to criminally exploit the people who listen to you, to make impressive piles of money contributing absolutely nothing of value to the Nation, it is a sad condemnation that in the end you hang out with the same violence-prone idiots you did when you just were starting out. No wonder so many of you die early and stupidly. Simply: take your money, move somewhere nice, and STOP HANINGING OUT WITH PEOPLE LIKE...well, LIKE YOU!
One of the people commenting at the article link thinks they will find the Rover and the criminals will be caught and punished. How incredibly naive. Wonder if they thought about dragging Lake Meade. That Rover is long gone.
Karma’s a you know what!
Thanks for that info. I had heard the “experts” say many times that vehicles only explode in the movies. This explains why this one exploded.
“They were in a Green taxi. Converted to propane. Big badda boom!”
I’m now seeing them more often here in my Long Island suburb. Every time I see one I always think “I can run you over and squish you like a bug”.
Then I giggle (sorry Lord).
Rapping is an excellent career choice. But, like with everything, there are some on-the-job risks.
His words not mine. I guess he was psychic.
Getting shot is a necessity for a career as a crapper I mean rapper.
They boast in their bios about how many times they “got shot”. Sometimes they even embellish that number. Same with lockup arrests.
Cameras are everywhere in Vegas. I think they have pics already of the culprits
True dat. Weirdos.
He's a rapper, who is unsuccessful at it, yet who owns a 120,000 Maserati.
My parents told me vehicular shootouts like that used to happen all the time in cities where the mafia was really active-they said it was in the news often when they were kids.
Maybe, but how many black RR's with custom rims and a blank out of state dealer tags have been sold lately?
There won't be any problems finding out who has bought what in in the last 30 days.
Shouldn't be hard to locate this guy at all.
Dang. Wondered why that thing went up like that.
Actually, a plump pimp!
Since rappers live on the jagged edge of stupid, well....
This went down not too far from where Tupac was expired. something about Vegas and gangs and rappers.. and innocent folks die by happenstance .. sounds like the 20s and 30s in Chicago and NYC
Rap has changed alot since the “Suger HIll Gang”. In their 1977 hit “Rapper’s Delight” they ever sang the line “hey America, we love thee”.
Rot in Hell, cRapper.
But the unspoken truth is - L.A. drug profits keep the Las Vegas economy going, and the gangsters who collect those profits aren't going to spend them freely in a cultural environment that mirrors broader tastes. Thus we get loud, obnoxious hip-hop at every single venue on the entire Strip, and though the crowds these venues attract might help pay the casinos' gigantic mortgages, they lead to the kind of collateral damage described in the article.
And there was the shootout at the Train Station in Kansas City with the Feds moving a prisoner via Train.
|Bonnie and Clyde|
Bonnie and Clyde in March 1933, in a photo found by police at the Joplin, Missouri hideout
Bonnie Elizabeth Parker (October 1, 1910 May 23, 1934) and Clyde Chestnut Barrow (March 24, 1909 May 23, 1934) were well-known outlaws, robbers, and criminals who traveled the Central United States with their gang during the Great Depression. The "Barrow Gang" included at times Buck Barrow, Blanche Barrow, Raymond Hamilton, W.D. Jones, Joe Palmer, Ralph Fults, and Henry Methvin. Their exploits captured the attention of the American public during the "public enemy era" between 1931 and 1934. Though known today for his dozen-or-so bank robberies, Barrow in fact preferred to rob small stores or rural gas stations. The gang is believed to have killed at least nine police officers and committed several civilian murders. The couple themselves were eventually ambushed and killed in Louisiana by law officers. Their reputation was cemented in American pop folklore by Arthur Penn's 1967 film Bonnie and Clyde.
Even during their lifetimes, the couple's depiction in the press was at considerable odds with the hardscrabble reality of their life on the roadparticularly in the case of Parker. Though she was present at a hundred or more felonies during her two years as Barrow's companion, she was not the machine gun-wielding cartoon killer portrayed in the newspapers, newsreels, and pulp detective magazines of the day. Gang member W. D. Jones was unsure whether he had ever seen her fire at officers. Parker's reputation as a cigar-smoking gun moll grew out of a playful snapshot found by police at an abandoned hideout, released to the press, and published nationwide; while she did chain-smoke Camel cigarettes, she was not a cigar smoker.
Author-historian Jeff Guinn explains that it was the release of these very photos that put the outlaws on the media map and launched their legend: "John Dillinger had matinee-idol good looks and Pretty Boy Floyd had the best possible nickname, but the Joplin photos introduced new criminal superstars with the most titillating trademark of allillicit sex. Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker were wild and young, and supposedly slept together. Without Bonnie, the media outside Texas might have dismissed Clyde as a gun-toting punk, if it ever considered him at all. With her sassy photographs, Bonnie supplied the sex-appeal, the oomph, that allowed the two of them to transcend the small-scale thefts and needless killings that actually comprised their criminal careers."
Got a link?
The caller usually just instigates the violence, but doesn't get involved.
Thanks for the info on the Rover. Shows you how much I know about new cars. My youngest grandson wants to design cars when he gets older but he’s more into the high end like the Maserati. Will be interesting to see how this all unfolds.
How the hell dose an “aspiring rapper” afford a Maseratti?
Wait, don’t answer that. It was rhetorical.....
“I heard Jerry Doyle talk show, a resident of Vegas, say the taxi was running on a alternate clean burning fuel source ...propane.
Might explain the instant fire bomb.”
Uh huh. Betcha won’t see a call to ban all propane-powered vehicles.
“Rap has changed alot since the Suger HIll Gang. In their 1977 hit Rappers Delight they ever sang the line hey America, we love thee.
1979 actually. But all the same. The early rap like Run DMC was mostly just “My Adidas”, “Imma get me a new hat” etc. Wasn’t really until the 90s that the thug thing took over in force.