It isn’t much of an exaggeration to say I could blog just about the bizarre shit that happens in Muncie, Indiana. There is something in the water plus the combination of 2Gs and White meth heads that makes that place a dumpster fire. For example:
Muncie PD: Fight between ex-girlfriend, new girlfriend ends with top of finger bitten off
Hoo boy.
A Muncie woman allegedly drove past a fish and chicken restaurant and spotted her ex-boyfriend with a new girlfriend. Enraged, the woman is accused of attacking the new woman and biting the top of her finger off.
Johndale Hardy, 49, was charged on Thursday with one count of battery resulting in serious injury, a Level 5 felony.
According to court documents, the confrontation occurred on Feb. 9 at Indy Fish and Chicken on Memorial Drive in Muncie. Police reported arriving at the restaurant and immediately spotting a woman holding a heavily bleeding hand.
Officers said she was “missing the entire top part of her left pinky finger.”
The victim and Hardy’s ex-boyfriend said Hardy entered the restaurant “aggressively” and kicked off the confrontation by getting in the victim’s face.
Police watched surveillance footage that allegedly showed Hardy swing at the victim. The two women then started fighting, according to police, with both restaurant staff and Hardy’s ex-boyfriend separating them.
Police said the camera angle did not capture Hardy biting off the top of the victim’s pinky finger.
I went looking for the restaurant in question, Indy Fish and Chicken (actual named is Indy Steak Fish and Chicken) and it looks like they serve lots of fried chicken, fried fish, fried shrimp, chicken wings, etc. It doesn’t surprise me this venue in a crappy part of Muncie would attract 2Gs and especially the kind that would get into a brawl.
As for the finger chompin’ perp? Her full name is Johndale Verdimae Hardy and while I couldn’t find a picture of her, I did find her case summary at an official Indiana website (Case Number 18C01-2504-F5-000072, State of Indiana v. Johndale Verdimae Hardy):
A black woman? That story wouldn’t have led me to think it was anyone else. This woman is almost 50 years old but still upon seeing her ex-boyfriend chowing down on some fried food with a new chick she went into the restaurant and started fighting with the new girlfriend and ended up biting off part of her finger. That is some quality 2G action right there. Then to cap it off, while apparently Johndale Hardy is on the run her ex-boyfriend was arrested at the scene “due to having outstanding warrants”. Damn son, he didn’t even get to finish his meal, his new girl had part of her finger bitten off and then to add injury to insult he gets himself arrested.
A day in the life of America’s most valuable citizens.
I mean, we all laugh and make jokes about “that’s some serious redneck shit right there….”
That is some serious nigger-shit right there.
The icing on the cake is the dude getting arrested for outstanding warrants.
That might have been my favorite part
Food is such a common theme in these stories. Especially fast food.
My chickens always get rowdy with each other when I dump a few bags of fresh lawn clippings in their run. Is it the same thing? Is it an autonomic response?
Greasy chum.
I’m not a sociologist, but I did sleep at a national-brand budget hotel one time.
Is it possible that the smells in fast food restaurants (which typically serve hyper-palatable foods) excite the primitive brain-especially in lower IQ subjects-and so the individuals become in a way agitated or aroused? Then, those that lack normal levels of impulse control find themselves acting out as the agitation reaches a peak in an antisocial/violent/unacceptable manner. More of a curiosity than a theory, but it does make one wonder why food and often fast food is central to stories like this.
In the 80’s I took a cruise with my first ex wife. Overall, cruises are boring and stupid. One mild source of entertainment, however, took place regularly when they announced on the ship’s PA system that chow was being served at whatever deck or venue. There also happened to be a contingent of Baptist Women From LA aboard, and every announcement for chow on the PA resulted in a calamitous stampede. Every single one. They were worse than a group of five year olds when the ice cream truck gets within earshot. Gleeful screaming, running through the hallways like thunder in a high canyon, and all us White folks learned to wait until the stampede ended before getting up to get a bite to eat. Crazy to think that food sets them off.
It might be an animal instinct, like a dog protecting his bowl of food.
Food aggression.
You’re not you when you’re hungry
Haha.
They also have their fair share of sand 2Gs as they started settling Afghanis in the early 2000’s. Why not? So close to blazing sun, sand, and rocks; it’s insane. Every decent place that we have made is being corrupted.
These chicken and fish joints are almost as ubiquitous as pool balls and BBQ shacks used to be, when speaking of the 2G part of town. We have some small independent chicken and fish places here in “the hood” (the worst parts of the most urban areas of the larger metro), so it appears to be sort of a “if they’ve already come, you will build it” effect that causes a proliferation of these bastions of fine dining and high culture.
Along with Popeyes and Church’s chicken, the roadside mobile barbecue, purveyors of payday loans and check cashing, beauty and wig shops, vape/cdb/sailfoam/convenience stores that have voluminous “WE ACCEPT EBT” signs affixed prominently across the facade. And always a smattering of funeral homes, whose hearses are typically heavily customized Buick Electra station wagons from circa 1987. It is a most curious environment they exist in, often punctuated by the sounds of gunfire and deep, buzzy bass emanating from within the trunk of a Chevrolet Caprice on twenty two inch spinners. (read this in the voice of David Attenborough for greater comedic effect).
They take a weird perverse pride in wallowing in urban decay
Yet another entry into ‘Unusual Antics Only Seen In Muncie, Indiana’, another entry into ‘Notable Acts by Africans-in America’, and another entry into ‘Names Only a 2G Would Bestow On Their Offspring’.
The building where Indy Steak, Fish, and Chicken is now located used to be a Lee’s Famous Recipe Chicken restaurant back in the ’80s. I’ve driven by there often and I’ve never seen the place very busy, too.
Holy shit, they couldn’t even keep a Lee’s Chicken in business in Muncie? What are these, some especially remedial variety of nigs? And by the way, there are a couple of Lee’s Chicken places in nicer suburban areas here, and while I certainly don’t frequent the place, I go there for lunch during the work day maybe 3-4 times a year when I’m near the one, and it is actually some damn good fried chicken, coming from a chain restaurant anyway.
Lee’s beats the hell out of KFC anyway (which I’ve not eaten in many years) and since we haven’t had a Church’s anywhere outside of the hood in probably 35 years here, I can’t compare to them. Won’t do Popeyes for obvious reasons. My childhood memories of Church’s are that it was pretty darn good, but that was a long time ago, and I doubt they’ve maintained the standards they did in the late 70’s to mid 80’s when we’d go there for a family meal once in while. The location we used to go to way back then is now an auto glass shop, operating in the same building with some extensive remodeling done to it. Nostalgia can be a real bitch, can’t it?
There’ still a Lee’s Famous Recipe in Muncie, but it’s on Wheeling Avenue, not far from McGalliard Road. Never had Church’s chicken, only had Popeye’s a couple of times. Muncie also has a Chic-Fil-A and a Raising Cain’s, both on McGallaird, and both are busy with very little NAACP activities.
Ok. I don’t know the Muncie area personally, so have to assume the Lee’s that closed was either starving for business, or criminality in the immediate area was so bad they bailed. There’s one Church’s left here that isn’t in the ghetto, and when I last went there about 6 years ago, was sorely disappointed. Back 40+ years ago, Church’s made outstanding fried chicken (or so I recall it being) and as a kid I always wanted to go there instead of KFC (which in those days was still decent).
Current day Lee’s, if you can find one sans NAACP as you put it, is quite good, though generally if I’m in the mood for fried chicken, one of our local big grocery chains actually makes excellent fried chicken sold from the ready to eat/deli counter, so I go there since it’s a lot closer than the only Lee’s I’ll go to, which is about a 20 minute drive from home one way.
The Lee’s that closed was in a still shady area of Muncie, and I think it closed sometime in the 1990s. The other Lee’s on Wheeling is a place I’ve been meaning to visit for some time, since the last time I had their chicken was over forty years ago.
Lee’s might be too high end for 2Gs
Always loved a Number 3 with a side of jalapenos at the Churches on HWY 80 in Pearl, Mississippi long time ago.
Muncie is a weird place for sure, I should drive through there once just to get the lay of the land
The area around Muncie is just like anywhere else in Indiana, with small farming towns like Selma, Parker City, Yorktown, Albany, Eaton, etc. Muncie has a lot of shuttered factories, schools, and businesses scattered throughout the city as monuments to it’s heyday as a manufacturing center in the area. There are some decent areas in the city though, mostly on the north side.
5’2, 155, that is thick
Ha. I was thinking the same when I noted that detail. Dat bad bitch funna be making too many trips to the chicken and fish joint, and it shows.
I would bet all the tea in China that 155 is not her actual weight, I am not sure if they weigh them or just ask them their weight
This story gave me a hearty chortle. I would have bet money that a Johndale was redneck from Arkansas or the Ozarks of Missouri.
Yeah, WTF is up with that name? And nary an apostrophe in sight.
That threw me off as well until I saw her middle name
Again, these black folks are SERIOUS about food.
Here in my neck of rural Tennessee, we’re lucky to have a KFC. In the ten years I’ve been here, I’ve only gotten extra crispy breasts (because I need my fair share of abuse) and the worst one was overdone, an excusable sin. Not infrequently, they achieve, excellent and almost always, very good. No blacks to speak of in our area, and the local fast food workers are a mix of youngsters, middle age and oldsters trying to make ends meet.
A lack of jobs is killing rural America. I blame USA INC.
And I’d surmise the reason for the better quality at your KFC is the staff of non-ferals. It’s a shame, when I was a kid most KFC’s here were actually pretty decent. But many closed, and few locations remain (which given their general lack of quality and consistency is no great loss). I never much liked their original recipe, much preferring the extra crispy. Their sides were good as well.
Then in the late 80’s-early 90’s they began to slide (at least here) and never really recovered. Of course I could say the same of most of the main line fast food chains that are prevalent nationwide. Between that, and the fact that so many fast food places are overrun with 2G’s, I generally avoid most of them now unless there is no other option and I’m well overdue for a meal.
Arthur, if you were Writing this stuff as “Fiction”, it would be so Un-fkn-believable that you couldn’t Sell it if you were self-publishing. (wait, is blogging, publishing?) I read these Articles you put up about the feral Apes mostly to see how they continually One-Up themselves. But I think it will be a while before one of them ‘Tops’ the Stabbing of the White Kid at a Track Meet.