Radio Gunk Miss Elegante - Final Cut

Gunga Din

Who me? I’m 6’10” pal!
So I put this on hold because I honestly didn't know where I was going with it. They only gave me like 1/2 hour to do this, and between his (her) rambling and promoting of himself, it was like herding cats to get him to follow any train of thought.
So here we are.
@Mr. Whiskers did the interview, well, I did the interview on cam, because he wanted to "see me", so that's what I did. I could have just left it, but fuck these trolls of mine.
okay... here ya go...
Miss Elegante.

I just finished watching this ..I had a feeling you would not get anything from him. He was never a big part of the show like some of the other Wack Packers. Howard would never had shared anything with this guy. Would have been nice to get more Stern questions. Still think this guy a con artists
 

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hahaha he's still flattered by being compared to Sarah Jessica Parker!!! :jj:

I want that fucking Elegante face mask!!!

@monique
Would it be worth interviewing Elegante's manager? I'm always fascinated by those guys who handle these wackos! This guy reminds me of Jonathan Mendelsohn, like there's very definitely a screw loose.

By the way, could you get an interview with Jonathan Mendelsohn maybe???
 

Crazyrobin

I was just getting ready to say that!
So I put this on hold because I honestly didn't know where I was going with it. They only gave me like 1/2 hour to do this, and between his (her) rambling and promoting of himself, it was like herding cats to get him to follow any train of thought.
So here we are.
@Mr. Whiskers did the interview, well, I did the interview on cam, because he wanted to "see me", so that's what I did. I could have just left it, but fuck these trolls of mine.
okay... here ya go...
Miss Elegante.

Yay!!! But I was still scared for you tho- fo real scared.
 

Crazyrobin

I was just getting ready to say that!
MONIQUE!! That’s me yelling at you. How the fucc can you downplay freakin GOLD! Both you and Grillo - I speak y’alls name.

It made me reminisce and nostalgic of years years past.

Thank you.
 

Crazyrobin

I was just getting ready to say that!
when I went to meet him that other day, he said to me Monique, nothing made me happier than you calling me a "sexy beast" i'm going to use that for now on..:Gah:
His mental illnesses and I do mean multiple could not be more prevalent and it’s what drove the interview, but the insight that I gleaned is sooo clearer than when he actually on the show .

His / her eyes fixed like slits until he praises his higher power. In his age , in his multiple mental health needs- which he/ she would never seek cuz that’s not gangster- right ??

The human being in me - stay . gangster Miss Elliot or Elegante
 

Cynlouwho

The Real Queen Bey
Double-Secret Super Platinum Member
when I went to meet him that other day, he said to me Monique, nothing made me happier than you calling me a "sexy beast" i'm going to use that for now on..:Gah:

I thought that. when she was using a "normal" voice (albeit briefly), she sounded very kind...
 

ktate

Who me? I’m 6’10” pal!
Great interview, Monique. You really got him talking. Something Howard never was able to do.

But, what's with the Rabbi bank rolling his midtown-east lifestyle? Daily sessions at the Chabad house in the East 70's? Sounds cult-ish or blackmail-y. Those are some answers I would like to hear.

I couldn't believe I could find Offen any weirder than I did, but I do now.
 

monique

If I were kind and adoring How would that be?
The Management
Most Benevolent Dictator
Great interview, Monique. You really got him talking. Something Howard never was able to do.

But, what's with the Rabbi bank rolling his midtown-east lifestyle? Daily sessions at the Chabad house in the East 70's? Sounds cult-ish or blackmail-y. Those are some answers I would like to hear.

I couldn't believe I could find Offen any weirder than I did, but I do now.
yeah i don't really know enough, but I felt like we would go down some religious rabbit hole if pursued...plus the stupid 1/2 hour thing.
I am dying to get into his mobster shit...
 

ktate

Who me? I’m 6’10” pal!
yeah i don't really know enough, but I felt like we would go down some religious rabbit hole if pursued...plus the stupid 1/2 hour thing.
I am dying to get into his mobster shit...

You buying into his mobster shit?

I just figured he was a low level fence through that 8th Avenue store of his. Taking in stolen merchandise, faking some cash transactions, etc etc. And, kind of got caught in a whirlwind for that embezzlement charge. Probably doesn't know anyone or anything worth knowing in that world.

Of course, he's the man who beat up Joe Corson, the maitre'd of the Carnegie Deli. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiigggghhhhhhht!


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On the other hand, if he was really mobbed up and made a major score, he could be laundering that money through that Chabad house Rabbi who's is, oddly, bankrolling his midtown-east lifestyle.
 
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You buying into his mobster shit?

I just figured he was a low level fence through that 8th Avenue store of his. Taking in stolen merchandise, faking some cash transactions, etc etc. And, kind of got caught in a whirlwind for that embezzlement charge. Probably doesn't know anyone or anything worth knowing in that world.

Of course, he's the man who beat up Joe Corson, the maitre'd of the Carnegie Deli. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiigggghhhhhhht!


Edit:

On the other hand, if he was really mobbed up and made a major score, he could be laundering that money through that Chabad house Rabbi who's is, oddly, bankrolling his midtown-east lifestyle.

That would be the Stage.
 

PattonWrinkles

Who me? I’m 6’10” pal!
~Acting Administrator~
yeah, no shit, yet he wouldn't really "look" at me, if that makes sense...
Wtf
Makes Sence is/ was Elegant Elligante or Shermhim idk / she/ it / his / was / ..was looking at a Cat rright

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What makes more cents is Rabbit Vernski rright .giphy-6.gif
 

Lunchpaillefty

Subutex abuser
I was fooled into thinking she was about to be lucid, a couple of times. I was on the edge of my seat, thinking something coherent was right around the corner, then, nope. That’s always been the fun part of talking to psychos, thinking they’re about to break character and be normal.
 

lestanyonethink

Hey, how do I know Connie?
Many of you might have already seen this, but this long article about NYC porn kingpin Murray Offen includes a few segments that mention his nephew Elliot and match the stories we've heard. Clips pasted below:


So what had once been New York’s most famous ‘dime-a-dance’ hall reinvented itself along more sexual lines – and the architect of the change was a small-time Jewish gangster from the Bronx named Murray Offen....


...Murray even helped his brother Sam buy into a 42nd St. store that sold cheap tchotchke.

In 1952 Sam had had a son named Elliot, and Murray doted on the boy. Murray spent each morning before the Orpheum opened with Elliott, teaching him the ways of the world. Elliot’s mother, a chronic OCD-germaphobe, had instilled a fear of germs in him, so Murray taught the kid how to stay fit and healthy. In many ways Murray acted as a surrogate father to Elliot...

Murray’s nephew, Elliot, would hang out at the shop, helping out from time to time. He was now in his 20s, and was a troubled kid. Since dropping out of high school several years early, Elliot had worked as a male exotic dancer, and then as a female impersonator. He had an eating disorder, and despite Murray’s mentoring got into scrapes of every color. Murray recognized his wayward self in the troubled kid and want to help him along, but as much as he’d tried to take Elliott under his wing, Murray had to admit defeat and recognize a lost cause when he saw one: his nephew’s unhinged behavior had started to resemble the plot of an Avon film.

Elliot had got married, but in 1979, it was reported that he’d kidnapped his 2-year-old daughter, Karen. Elliot claimed that he was fleeing a troubled relationship with his wife, and that he’d broken her fingers in a fight. Elliot took his daughter, along with new girlfriend Randi Jacobs, and together they went on the run for the next seven years.

In 1986, Elliot resurfaced with a new scheme: he became the master of the ‘bust-out’ – the term for a financial fraud where someone buys goods on credit, doesn’t pay for them, then sells them for a profit on the black market.

With only a telephone, Elliot successfully fooled companies across the country into handing over products such as luggage, hosiery, active-wear, sportswear, handbags, footwear, lingerie, electrical tape, light bulbs and sunglasses. He would even arrange face-to-face business meetings to set up his victims for his theft. And he did it all by adopting a curious Texan-Yiddish accent that earned him the nickname ‘Tex-Moishe’ in law enforcement circles.

Elliot Offen

Elliot became one of the most wanted criminals in the country. Lt. John Kelly of the New York City Police Department described Elliot as “the most disciplined individual he’d ever seen in 25 years” – a true Jekyll-and-Hyde of crime. In response to Elliot’s fraudulent activity, Kelly assigned 25 detectives, 15 police vehicles and a helicopter to track the fugitive’s whereabouts.

In 1988, Elliot was caught by police and taken to court. As much as Murray hated publicity, he came to Elliot’s help and arranged an attorney. The media loved the story. They described Elliot as a mastermind of criminal theft, able to “convince anyone of anything at any time”, and revealed that Elliot had reaped 30 million dollars from his crimes. Murray was described as a “pornography tycoon and adult film producer.” The high-paid attorney worked: despite being charged for 13 felony convictions, Elliott was only sent to prison for two years.

Elliott OffenElliott Offen, conviction

But Elliot’s troubles were far from over. After his release, Elliot was at the New York Stage Delicatessen with his father, Sam one day. Elliot thought that Maître D’ Joseph Corsin was disrespecting Sam, so he violently attacked Corsin, punching him four times in the jaw. 300 people at the Delicatessen witnessed the event unfold, and Elliot himself claimed he left Corsin for dead. The police were called, and once again Uncle Murray intervened to smooth the waters. Elliot and his father were required to pay Corsin $7,500 to repair the damage to his teeth, but avoided further sentencing.




 
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