By: Lindsey Wainwright Superchief Contributer Photo credit to Occupy Hartford media DEAR SUPERCHIEF, I was arrested on April 20th, 2012 following an Occupy Hartford street theater action called “Clean the Banks.” We dressed up and brought cleaning supplies to Bank of America and Wells Fargo at State House Plaza, handing out pamphlets along the [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: I was arrested for filming in public and held in jail for 9 hours on $5000 bail in a french maid costume
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: I Was Inches Away From an Acid-Fueled Killing Spree
(All Photo Credits to Brian Broderick, Except the two shit ones of the busted laptop, which were taken by the author) I woke up this past Sunday around 10 am feeling like straight shit. The night before I had drank my usual amount of beers for a Saturday, but ate a few Benzos for good [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: I Almost Died This Weekend When My Car Exploded
(Photo Credit: Tod Seelie) I’ve learned something important about myself this weekend. I officially have no regard for my physical well-being whatsoever. I’ve put my life at risk on consecutive weekends (blacking out and ending up with broken bones, playing frogger on Houston Street, jumping off balconies, etc). It’s easier to laugh about everything than [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: Nothing Says “Party” Like Pee Pee
Dear Superchief, Is it weird that the proudest moment in my life revolved around piss? I don’t think so. And if you knew me, you wouldn’t either. I’ve peed on many things in my life; door handles, the inside of sneakers, garbage pails, doorknobs, toilet tanks, my girlfriend while we’re in the shower (she doesn’t [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: Nudity, Bad; Prostitution, Fine
Dear Superchief, I go to the south quite often. I don’t really go to strip clubs much though. But sometimes life throws you a curve ball. Last year, a bunch of people decided to go to Louisville for the Kentucky Derby. I, personally, don’t give a shit about the Kentucky Derby, but I’m never one [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: I Casually Throw Up Blood And Think Nothing Of It. (Am I Dying?)
Dear Superchief, I woke up last Saturday laying on a loveseat, tangled in a fitted bedsheet. My neck was wrecked, my arms sore as fuck, and I was almost positive my throat was bleeding. I ripped the sheet off, and looked down at my shirt, it was covered in blood spray. Confused, I tried to [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: Someone Please Get My Fucking Parents Off The Fucking Internet.
i beg anonymous or whatever other hackatvists that arent too busy fucking with my playstation account to please stop my parents from doing shit like this online. i got this on my rss feed this morning, saw their faces, saw what they were doing, and now i cant eat my fucking breakfast. ughhhhhhh curse word [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: I Went to Amber Swallows Boobathon
DEAR SUPERCHIEF, Flamboyant drag queens are for sure the friendliest, most polite and pleased to meet you folk I have ever encountered. They know their tunes and they know how to party. With 8 inch heels, wigs, themed costumes and smiles, they make me feel warm and fuzzy inside. She got style, she got class, [...]
Facebook Copy and Paste: Zipco v. Hakki
THIS IS A SHAMELESS COPY AND PASTE FACEBOOK EXCHANGE BETWEEN CORRESPONDANT/FRIEND, RAJAI HAKKI (RIP.) WHEN HE WAS STATIONED IN GUANTANAMO AND SUPERCHIEF EDITOR ED ZIPCO FROM BACK IN 2009. June 23, 2009 Rajai Hakki An Issue of National Security When I come to New York I’m going to blow a wad of money [...]
DEAR SUPERCHIEF: Dispatch from Atlantic City
Above, a stray cat party on the beach in front of the Steel Pier. The north end of AC has the largest concentration of stray cats in New Jersey. The predicted apocalypse did not strike Atlantic City this weekend, and the Golden Nugget casino moved into town. A mile away, the unfinished Revel casino, a [...]





























