Dear Kamillah,
Loyalty. It’s a word that holds so much meaning, yet it seems to be foreign to you and Kevin. I’ve always believed that when you give loyalty, you get loyalty in return. But with you, Kamillah, I’ve learned the hard way that loyalty is a one-way street.
For years, I stood by you and Kevin. I was more than just your lawyer—I was your friend. I fought for you, I helped your family, and I gave everything I had, thinking that loyalty would be reciprocated. But I was wrong.
Because in reality, what you and Kevin are - are deadbeats. Deadbeats who use people for your own gain and then discard them without a second thought. I was there for you when no one else would be.
I helped your daughter, Nadia, when she was on the verge of not graduating from LaGuardia High School. You were desperate, and I stepped in. You asked me what legal recourse you had. You begged me to sue. I did. I won. I filed the lawsuit to ensure she got her diploma, not only because I was asked to, but because I cared. And yet, you didn’t even pay - not even the filing fee. After all I did for your family, you couldn’t muster the decency to cover even something as basic as a filing fee. That was my first real taste of the kind of person you are, Kamillah—someone who takes but never gives. That’s the definition of a deadbeat.
When you needed help during your 2017 campaign, I was there too. I wasn’t just your lawyer; I was one of your strategists. I filed legal paperwork to knock Phil Marius off the ballot, working tirelessly with a handful of others to give you an edge. I performed $50,000 worth of election law work, all with the understanding that I would be paid. You and Kevin assured me that I’d be compensated, even promising some would be in cash. But that payment never came. You didn’t report the expenses to the Campaign Finance Board, you didn’t honor your word, and you didn’t even acknowledge the work I did. You totally ignored the invoices my office sent. That’s what deadbeats do—they make promises they don’t intend to keep, and they leave people like me in the dust.
It wasn’t just the legal work either. You had me create a fake Facebook page to target Debi Rose, your opponent. Kevin spearheaded the effort, promising me $25,000 cash for the work. I went along with it because I trusted you and believed in what we were doing. But once again, when it came time to pay, you disappeared. You knew all about it. You sent me pictures to put into it. “Hey Baby!” You and Kevin said the money would come, but it never did. The pattern was clear—you used me, just as you’ve used so many others. Deadbeats to the core.
Look at how you treated Michael Cox. Mike was one of your most dedicated campaign consultants, someone who poured everything into your 2017 race. He worked day and night to help you succeed, but when he needed you the most, you abandoned him. Mike had a heart attack that summer, and while he was recovering, Kevin swooped in with a laughable offer of $1,250 for the promised amount of $14,000 worth of work. You tossed him aside the moment he told you and Kevin to stick it. That’s not just disrespectful, Kamillah—it’s deadbeat behavior. Mike Cox believed in you, just like I did, and you tossed him aside the moment he was no longer convenient for you, valuing his friendship and loyalty at 10 cents on the dollar. Then, you had the balls to ask him to work on your 2021 campaign, telling him, “It’s 8 to 1 now. I’ll pay you this time.” Yeah, I heard those words.
Mike isn’t the only one. How many campaign workers did you leave hanging after your 2017 race? I know of several who were never paid for their work. Dedicated volunteers believed in you and gave their time and energy to help you win. But instead of honoring their efforts, you paid your relatives in cash, in clear violation of Campaign Finance Board rules, while your workers got nothing. You’ve built your political career on the backs of people like them, and when they’ve served their purpose, you cut them loose without a second thought. Classic deadbeat move.
Kevin’s no better. He’s acted like some kind of enforcer, bullying people into silence when they’ve dared to ask for what they’re owed. I’ve seen firsthand how he operates, threatening my collections attorney when I tried to get what was rightfully mine. Kevin told my lawyer to “bring it,” like some thug in a bad movie, thinking he could bully his way out of paying a legitimate debt. That’s who Kevin is—a deadbeat who thinks he’s above the rules, just like you.
And then, you had the audacity to blame me for your loss to Debi Rose in 2017. You didn’t lose because of anything I did, Kamillah. You lost because YOU were terrible.
It’s not my fault you were a terrible candidate with a campaign operation run by people who didn’t care about you, and still don’t. You ran a cookie-cutter campaign, and Scott Levenson, the guy you paid handsomely to run your operation, was a disaster. He’s still around, not because he’s good at what he does, but because you keep writing him checks. Scott doesn’t care whether you win or lose—he only cares about the paycheck.
And “your boy” Bobby Digi? Whose shoulder did you cry on when he and Amy “Piss Buckets” Porier set you up at the 2017 SIDA meeting at the old Charlie Brown’s? Loyalty? It wasn’t Diane Savino who wouldn’t come to your campaign office or Jacki Tacorante who chose the St. George developers over you.
Meanwhile, a handful of others and I were the ones doing the real work, fighting your legal and political battles, and doing everything we could to ensure your success. But instead of taking responsibility for your own shortcomings, you pointed the finger at me and them.
When I got jammed up, you and Kevin were the first to run for cover. During the campaign, you said I was just the guy who bound the petitions. Everyone knows that’s not true. Debi Rose was right when she said I was your family attorney. Your then-spokesperson Jennifer Blatus (supplied by cookie-cutter consultant Scott Levenson) said, “Richard Luthmann was hired solely for the petitioning process and is not employed by this campaign.” I was more than a simple “jobber.” I went from being at the campaign headquarters on Bay Street every day and having Kevin Barry, Scott Levenson, and Jason Reynard bogarting my weed and my schnaiz to becoming persona non grata. I was at your house in Stapleton all the time for dinner and drinks -until I wasn’t. I went away, and all you saw was an opportunity to stiff me on my bills. Total deadbeat move.
It’s not my fault that the law enforcement unions—the PBA, SBA, and every other law enforcement group—jumped ship. You sold yourself as pro-police when you needed their support, but now they see the truth. You’ve alienated them, just like you’ve alienated everyone else who once believed in you. Vincent Vallelong, the president of the SBA, publicly denounced you, calling you a two-faced liar - and he was right to do so. You’ve lost the unions, and they will never support you again. They’ve realized you’re nothing but a deadbeat.
It’s not my fault that Adrianne Adams stripped you of your influential committee assignment. That’s on you. You’ve made yourself a liability to your own party at City Hall. You had a leadership position handed to you, and you squandered it.
It’s not my fault that community groups from Rosebank to Arlington, from Stapleton to Port Richmond, want nothing to do with you now. They all say the same thing: “She lied to our faces.”
It’s not my fault that now even your fellow Staten Island Democrats are turning their backs on you because you’ve burned too many bridges. The County Committee and the County Chair want nothing to do with you. “She can carry her own fucking petitions.” Why? Because you said they were meaningless. You ignored them and their wishes to have Debi Rose represent Staten Island Dems at the Board of Elections. It was petty revenge for Debi whopping your ass 70-30 in 2017 and then taking your Youth Build money. “I hope you learned something.” But you never do. It’s always someone else’s fault. Total deadbeat.
It’s not my fault that Eric Adams stuck his neck out for you and now finds himself in the process of being taken down by the likes of Kevin and Bobby Digi. Kevin, your own partner, is nothing more than an informant. He’s a RAT, Kamillah. Everyone knows it. And Bobby Digi, another RAT, has been dragging Eric Adams down with his shady connections, bad decisions, and self-preservation. You’ve surrounded yourself with criminals and informants, and that’s on you.
Look at the people you’ve aligned yourself with—Ettore Mazzei, the biggest drug dealer on Staten Island who contributed to your campaign multiple times. And his son David, the second biggest drug dealer on Staten Island. You refused to return the drug money because you don’t want to return the matching funds, and we know how you and Kevin throw around nickels and dimes like they are manhole covers. And when Ettore was arrested, you threw him to the side, too. How many times did he smoke weed at your house? You weren’t even loyal to your friend, the drug dealer who gave you money.
What about John Pena, a gang leader from Stapleton, who was just convicted of multiple murders? You stand by his supporters and groups like True2Life, the people who helped get him paroled. That group also advocates for cop killers to get paroled. Will they use your City Council funds to get Shatiek Johnson paroled and have him take their “classes” at the Gerard Carter Center - the hero cop he murdered? These are the people you’re choosing to stand with, Kamillah, and it says a lot about who you’ve become.
You’ve abandoned your friends, your supporters, your community. People who once believed in you now can’t believe what you’ve become. Retired NYPD officers publicly disavow you, saying you spit in the faces of the families who have suffered. And they’re right. You’ve turned your back on everyone who once believed in you and wonder why people are walking away.
Look at your staff, Kamillah. They were all Debi’s people in 2017. No one from 2017 wants to stand next to you. And everyone around you is there for a paycheck. Don’t count on their loyalty. They’re already angling to leave you to work for the next one.
I was loyal to you, Kamillah. I gave my all because I believed in you. But now I see that you never deserved that loyalty. You’ve taken advantage of everyone around you, and the only people left are the criminals and informants you’ve chosen to associate with. You’ve shown yourself to be a deadbeat in every sense of the word.
I hope you realize the damage you’ve done before it’s too late. Because loyalty is a two-way street, Kamillah. And once it’s broken, there’s no going back.
So, on Facebook, you recently called me “mentally ill” and “dangerous.” You threatened to “take legal action.” Please do. I can’t wait for the day to come when I get you under oath for a deposition. Hopefully, Justice Nock in Manhattan will rule on that soon. DOI is already looking into your and Bobby Digi’s “dig a hole” and “back-hoe” threats on that thread. Please, sue me. Because I can absolutely prove every word I wrote. You’re the scam - IN REAL LIFE.
You and Kevin admit that all you do is complain to your FED HANDLERS about me - and there’s nothing they can do because I’m not doing anything wrong - nothing they can even concoct. Subversive? Yes. I’m a journalist now, and a fucking good one. The EDNY humors you because I blow up their crooked prosecutors, special agents, and shitty cases.
I’m just getting started on your “support system.” When they buy their new dildos, they should call it THE LUTHMANN. Everyone knows what’s coming.
And if I am “mentally ill,” then so are you and Kevin: you are NARCISSISTS. You think it’s your right to use people. Nothing is ever your fault. And there is always someone else to blame.
Regards,
Richard Luthmann
Writer, Journalist, and Commentator
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