As you know, I have been critical of District Attorney Steve Cooley’s penchant for selective prosecutions that always seem to adversely impact the duly elected and often most effective elected officials of minority communities. I have always held that Cooley’s only purpose in filing felony charges against former Inglewood Mayor Roosevelt Dorn was to remove him from office. Well, I no longer feel like John the Baptist crying in the wilderness as more and more people in the community are coming around to my way of thinking. Insiders’ lips are being loosened on the subject of a Cooley agenda and several elected officials during the past couple of weeks have come to me expressing anger about the selective prosecution practices of “Crazy Cooley,” as they’ve dubbed them.

As part of the back story on the railroading of Dorn, I heard from D.A. insiders Monday that Judge George Lomeli, who stripped away Dorn’s defense against Cooley’s felony charges, will be standing for re-election to the bench in two years and whether the name of anyone from the D.A.’s office appears on the ballot against him will be most telling. Remember that name — Judge George Lomeli. I was also informed that Cooley has sunk his fangs into state Sen. Rod Wright and has made four aggressive and, as of now, ineffective attempts to “get him” for something — anything. From what I hear, Cooley is intent on getting Wright for being Black on Tuesdays, if he has to. Don’t get me started on what Cooley is doing to Los Angeles City Councilman Richard Alarcon.

Now that I’m getting anti-Cooley intelligence, I received a copy of a letter written by Cooley a year ago to a man in Manhattan Beach who requested an investigation into whether our new city attorney, Carmen Trutanich, lives in the city of Los Angeles as required by law. Cooley strongly backed Trutanich for city attorney, and I must find out why this Manhattan Beach man believes Trutanich does not live in L.A. Be that as it may, the reasons Cooley cites in his letter for not investigating Trutanich’s true domicile are the same ones he appear not to be accepting from Alarcon and Wright and are the same ones he’s ignoring with respect to Inglewood Councilwoman Judy Dunlap’s and Inglewood school board member Arnold Butler’s questionable residential status. I’m all over this.

Oh, and here’s another tidbit: A pool of about 100 jurors was gathered at the courthouse Monday in case Dorn lost his mind and decided to reject the D.A.’s offer to plead guilty to a misdemeanor. Of that 100-member pool, nine were African-Americans, and of those nine, only two were men. If Dorn had gone crazy, what would have been the chances of him getting 12 from that 100 to comprise a jury of his peers?

And finally on this subject, I want to welcome a new addition to my muckraking Soulvine and Bottom Line staff: Roosevelt Dorn. He’s not going anywhere and neither am I.

FLORIDA IN LOS ANGELES — The election of a new board for the United Homeowners Association last Friday night was, by far, the biggest mess I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen all kinds of messes during my career. A total of 120 residents turned out to vote, of which two-thirds were deemed by the ruling faction to be ineligible to vote pursuant to new voting qualifications that faction established recently in violation of its own bylaws. Consequently, a hall full of angry people heaped invectives and abuse upon their officers all night long. The president, Theo Irving, and others in his faction tried to conduct a meeting as though nothing untoward was happening, while the people he was trying to talk to were constantly yelling at him and pelting him with many insults. The residents made it perfectly clear that they did not want him and his cohorts to run the association any more, and why he didn’t just walk away from his volunteer leadership position was a wonder to me.

What few ballots Irving and them accepted from the residents were counted in a back room, after which one of them came out and announced that — surprise! — all seven incumbent officers had been re-elected. While the ruling faction was busy counting its ballots — including 20 that suddenly appeared from nowhere — the members drew up a petition to recall the board and to request intervention in the association’s affairs by the attorney general’s office. More than 80 members signed that petition Friday night, meaning they collected more than twice as many members’ signatures to recall the illegitimate board, than the board received in votes to elect it! I don’t know why these people just won’t go away. Somebody has got to be getting paid — a lot.

THIS AND THAT — The Los Angeles NAACP held a reception Wednesday night to kick off the 2011 national NAACP convention which the local branch will host and is expected to draw more than 60,000 NAACP supporters to the Los Angeles area for the July 9-14, 2011 convention. The kick-off reception, held in the City Club, was attended by everybody, including Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa, Supervisor Mark Ridley-Thomas, Assembly Speaker Karen Bass and other state and local officials.

Speaking of our esteemed leader, Mayor Villaraigosa, he’s kicking off this year’s observance of Black History Month with something in City Hall Friday morning. That’s pitiful. Villaraigosa is prepared to give lip service to Blackness when he has fewer African-Americans in his administration now than he had when he came in. He’s got nothing but White men at the top levels of city governance and all that ballyhooed diversity that ushered Villaraigosa into office is gone. I need to be done with this Dorn thing so I can do Villaraigosa properly. Don’t applaud the mayor Friday. Throw shoes at him.

The Carson City Council voted to send $5,000 to Haiti for earthquake relief and the city has scheduled a Haiti fundraising concert for Valentine’s Day at the Carson Community Center. That’s nice, but also in Carson: Councilman Mike Gipson, Black contractors’ advocate Drexel Johnson and former Compton Mayor Omar Bradley got into a fight at Supervisor Ridley-Thomas’ Empowerment Congress Summit at Cal State Dominguez Hills Saturday. It seems that Gipson was arguing with Drexel and suddenly Gipson put his hands on Drexel and shoved him in the chest. Then Bradley, who was standing nearby, took offense and began arguing with Gipson and a profanity-laced, three-way shouting match ensued in full view of the college students and summit attendees. Drexel won’t tell me what it was about. Call me, Omar.

AND FINALLY — I don’t know why, but stuff on the street where I live is finally being attended to by the public employees on my payroll. Sunday, the city sent a crew to fill that horrible pothole in the street in front of my driveway about which I’ve been complaining and getting no response. They just showed up Sunday morning and filled it! Thankfully, they filled other potholes on the block as well as the one that offended me. Unlike the UHA president, I don’t think I could stand the abuse that would rain down on me from my neighbors if my pothole was the only one filled. However, next weekend I expect my workers in the Transportation Department to erect a speed bump in front of my house. If that’s the only one, I suppose I’ll have to move.