Friday, July 25, 2014

Illegal "Evidence"

In this post I will highlight the rulings made in my Kangaroo Court by the Chief Kangaroo Judge Brian (Buster Brown) Cogan. I would run short of ink, paper, and time before I listed all of the offenses made against justice so I will only expose those that easily come to mind.

The first time I saw the Kangaroo hop into my courtroom was when my house was robbed by a female government informant, Kris Jenner's role model: Andrea (Hedda Nussbaum) Calabro. You see Hedda Calabro played on my family's compassion, kindness, and trust to trick us into allowing her access to our family's personal pictures and records. The Death Penalty Review Committee was having a hearing as to whether or not her husband was to be death penalty eligible. She said that pictures of her husband Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro with herself, and her children would be very helpful in inducing a strong sense of sympathy and persuading the D.P.R.C not to execute her husband.

The only problem was that Hedda Calabro had little to no photographs of her husband with her and her children (3 to be exact). My family had many more; so naturally my family produced all of our photos for Hedda to view and take any that were of her, her children, her husband, or her family. Hedda, being a trusted friend in need, was allowed to sort through our pictures undisturbed. What a mistake that was. This mistress of an FBI agent, daughter of a child-molesting pimp, and wife of a homicidal maniac got her chance to save her husband's life and gain his freedom--but not by some wimpy, untested emotion like sympathy because they had a plan: her paramour FBI Agent Scott (The Seducer) Curtis, her husband Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro, and their pawn Andrea (Hedda Nussbaum) Calabro. She is always ready to please her men, or else.

The plan was so simple and much more reliable than sympathy. They would give me (Tommy Gioeli) to the prosecutors in exchange for letting Calabro live out the rest of his life as a free man. Scott Curtis and Dino Calabro ordered Andrea to bring them the head of Tommy Gioeli and boy did she try. Upon hearing those orders she took pictures from my house--some of her family, but she mostly took ones of me and my childhood friends, most that no Calabro was even in, and few that would help her husband and only damage me by their window-dressing and headline-making value. Then she added to this collection of stolen pictures by stealing my family's old phone books and calendars.

Eventually she handed them over to her lover, FBI Agent Scott Curtis, who presented this stolen property to an unwitting magistrate judge as grounds to secure a search warrant. There is never a documented chain of evidence produced to ensure that the property was not tampered with. So it is easy to see why when we were finally given copies of the pictures my family and myself discovered that some of the pictures were not even ours and must have come from another source. So this flawed evidence that was contaminated multiple times was enough for the magistrate judge to issue a search warrant more than two years after my arrest.

Next, a crew of machine-gun carrying FBI agents aggressively roused my wife and two daughters from their beds. They proceeded to harass, threaten, and hold them captive (still in their night clothes) in our home for multiple hours while they ransacked it for pictures of sleepovers, birthday parties, family vacations, and even pictures of the Roman Catholic sacraments like baptism and marriage which the government seems fanatically interested in.

So all this brings us back to court for a hearing on the legality of the stolen evidence in front of that bias Italian-slaying bastion of prejudice Judge Brian (Buster Brown) Cogan. The first blow came when we learned that Judge Cogan would not allow us to call Andrea (Hedda) Calabro as a witness. The lead agent in charge, the same FBI agent that made me the government's main target, the same FBI agent that testified for all of the witnesses at the grand jury to secure an indictment, the same FBI agent that was Hedda Calabro's lover, the same FBI agent that was now Hemorrhoid Calabro's new best friend: FBI Agent Scott (The Seducer) Curtis would now give Andrea's and all of the government's testimony at the evidentiary hearing.

This ruling by Judge Cogan to exclude Hedda from testifying is unjust in many ways but I'll just discuss three for now. FBI Agent Curtis was not at the scene of the crime (the robbery) so all he could do was to relate what he thought or could remember that Hedda Calabro told him at his office, a meeting place, over the phone, or between the sheets. Next, as an FBI agent he is trained as well as experienced at giving testimony. He is also skilled at being deceptive during his testimony. He is far from the layman that Hedda would have been. Finally, by not testifying Hedda completely avoids the threat of perjury while testifying about her theft of evidence from my home.

So at the hearing the "Special" Agent Curtis blurts out some bogus story that it was not a burglary of my property; no, she just took pictures, phone books, and calendars that would help the prosecutors and the FBI by mistake. It was just an accident that she illegally took the perfect items that would guarantee the production of a search warrant for my home. Boy, talk about dumb luck. I can't believe that the prosecutors, FBI, and Hedda Calabro are that lucky. Well I don't. I believe that Andrea went into my home with a shopping list from Agent Curtis telling her exactly what to steal. This was a well planned robbery with a cover story and all. This was a crime! It was committed by the FBI, my prosecutors, their informant, and others known and unknown against me and my family. No excuses, ifs, ands, or buts about it.

So after a day of deceitful testimony by FBI Agent Scott (The Seducer) Curtis, Judge Cogan makes his outrageous ruling that all of the evidence was obtained legally and can be used at trial. Wow! What could we say or do? At that point I knew my life was in the hands of a corrupt judge. He justified this by saying that the FBI is allowed to lie (they needed the pictures for the DPRC) in order to obtain its goal, but he never did or could justify the theft of my family property by the government and its agents. It takes a great man to wear the black robe of honor and Judge you fall far short of this goal.

In all of the so called "evidence" stolen from my home or seized illegally through a flawed warrant there was no proof of any criminal activity what so ever. It was used to grace the covers of newspapers and bias potential jurors with my childhood associations. This home invasion upon my wife and children was orchestrated by a desperate prosecutor Elizabeth (Lizzy the Liar) Geddes and an even more desperate crew of FBI agents led by the mentally unstable Scott (The Seducer) Curtis. It was really meant to terrorize my family and to intimidate me into admitting guilt for crimes that I did not do. They all knew that there was no evidence of crimes at my home, ever!... Let alone two years after my arrest. What my government did (in particular the FBI and the prosecutors) is not far off from what the Nazis started to do before WWII began. I am afraid. We should all be.

I apologize for the length of these posts and the slow progress that I am making in telling my story but when I recall the events I realize that it can't be helped. Next post I will cover my time in the Solitary Housing Unit and how I got there. Again, I will try to get the minutes of Dino Saracino's sentencing to review and comment on. Finally, I will get to the trial and the outrageous rulings and comments made by Buster Brown. You ain't heard nothing yet.

Stronger today than yesterday.

SAVALOOO!
TSG

Monday, July 14, 2014

Buster Brown Continued

Now that I have discussed the penalties imposed on my liberty in my last post, in this third post I will begin by discussing the bizarre statements and inappropriate punishments that Judge Brian (Buster Brown) Cogan enacted at my sentencing.

First, the $360,000 judgment for forfeiture and restitution are again penalties for crimes that I was either found innocent of, or was never charged with in the first place. Let me quote AUSA James (Tommy Pickles) Gatta as he is speaking for the government at my sentencing, "We are not going to press the point with regard to forfeiture and restitution." With this statement, the government concedes that I should not be liable. They acknowledge my innocence and non participation in the crimes. It is the judge that presses for the illegal financial penalty. So at the judge's insistence they penalize me: $210,000 for a Chemical Bank robbery that I had no knowledge of, received no money from, and was never even charged with. Next, Buster Brown penalizes me $150,000 for a fur store robbery that I was charged with, put on trial for, and completely exonerated of. That's right... after a thirty year investigation the government presented all of its evidence and witnesses to the jury who again answered with a resounding, "NOT GUILTY." Again this corrupt political appointee discards the jury's verdict like a smelly baby diaper and slaps me with these huge monetary punishments.

Buster Brown thinks that he can reject these verdicts because the alleged Colombo family enterprise benefited from the crimes. Well first of all that was not proven to or accepted by the jury, and second the only enterprise that benefited from these crimes is the Calabro family criminal enterprise and its members. Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro and his cohorts admitted guilt for these crimes so again I say only the Calabro enterprise and its members should be held financially accountable.

The final things that I would like to highlight in today's post are two statements out of many that the judge made for the record in hope of altering the facts for the benefit of history, his position, and the government's position.

First, let me diagnose Judge (Buster Brown) Cogan as the real dual-personality schizophrenic. He makes ruling after ruling that stymies me from proving my innocence and the government's misconduct (FBI & Prosecutors). In the first example, I'm precluded from mentioning Frank (Blue Eyes) Sparaco or Greg (The Grim Reaper) Scarpa at my trial. Next, I can't even follow the line of questioning if one of the witnesses should mention them. I'm not told that Blue Eyes is in an FBI safe house being debriefed by my prosecutors while he is reaching me to help me at trial. When I try to contact him I'm told that we must let the prosecutor Lizzy (The Liar) Geddes contact some sham lawyer that they say represents him. So while in court Lizzy the Liar calls the lawyer on speaker phone (so we are to believe the sham is real) all the way in Chile and he then states that Blue Eyes does not want to help. No affidavit, no verification; just the integrity of the court, prosecutors, the FBI and some mystery voice on the phone from a whole continent away. This charade is supposed to quiet my doubts that Blue Eyes Sparaco changed his mind about helping me even after all the letters that he sent saying that he would tell the truth and help. When the mystery voice came on the phone I thought we were filming an episode of Charlie's Angels. The whole thing was too weird for a federal court of law but Buster Brown Cogan was happy to certify this lawyer as real, the proceedings as official, and accept that Blue Eyes reneged on his vow to testify and exonerate me of the Minerva murder and murder conspiracy.

At the same time I can't let the jury know any of this, or that Sparaco was at the scene of the Minerva murder, or that Greg Scarpa, Sparaco and FBI Agent Liddy (The Clown) Del Vecchio were out killing people during the FBI/Colombo War and blaming it on innocent victims. All of this so that Judge Cogan could protect the government from being prejudiced by the truth of these facts. So what these rulings did was effectively chop off my legs and then the judge has the balls to fault me for not running the race. Then the judge states in open court, "I see no evidence of government misconduct." Shame on you; you lying, deceitful, manipulating weasel of a man. Either you are a sick, sick, sick man or one evil son of a bitch.

Next Judge (Buster Brown) Cogan cites (as proof that I sanctioned the Greaves murder) a recorded conversation when McLaughlin gets Calabro to acknowledge his presence. Well Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro and Tommy (Hiccups) McLaughlin were never caught on tape together. So while this legal lunatic Buster Brown Cogan touts this recorded conversation as a trophy of evidence, as the decisive nail in my coffin of guilt, it is wrong!… It is not Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro but his lying little brother Anthony Calabro who is caught on tape saying he was at the Greaves murder. Anthony is so whacked out on drugs he will say anything to make himself look tough. He has even admitted to killing Sonny Coreleone at the toll booths in the Godfather Part 1. Even the prosecutors refuse to believe a word that he utters in person or when he is secertly recorded. He is Brooklyn's biggest bullshitter. This "evidence" is the shining star that the judge displays as his proof of preponderance. I don't even know if it was entered as evidence at trial. Is the judge allowed to use other alleged evidence that was not entered at trial to prove preponderances??? Rats' allocutions, other investigations, 3500 material, proffer sessions... I just don't know what is legal or not. Most Americans don't know and the judges and prosecutors like it like that.

My Judge Brian (Buster Brown) Cogan refuses to ensure the integrity of the law and the dignity of the office that he was appointed to life for. We the people must ensure this old boys network of political appointees answers to, "We The People" when we are in doubt of their actions. Oversight by other political appointees is just not enough.

Stronger today than yesterday.

SAVALOOO,
TSG

The next post will cover the illegal ruling at trial and I will try to review the minutes of Dino Saracino's outrageous sentence.

Monday, June 23, 2014

Buster Brown Makes His Own Verdict. Disregards Jury.

In today's second installment of my posts about my judge I will move on to my sentence and the reasoning behind why the judge went to the high end of the sentencing guidelines. He gave me 224 months in prison, six months of monitored home confinement, and 36 months of supervised release for a total of: 22 years and two months of the government controlling my life. He also gave me a $360,000.00 forfeiture and restitution fee.

Now there has always been a lot of talk about the maximum 20 years that my sentence can be by law, but there has been little or no talk about what the minimum sentence can be. Well, it is ZERO. That's right, the judge could have given me as little as no jail time or up to a day, a week, a year, or anywhere in between (up until the max of 20 years). Now let me relay to you why Judge Brian (Buster Brown) Cogan says that he went to the high end of my sentence, why he went so close to the borders of my life if not beyond.

Well, first this Bozo with a crystal ball finds that I am guilty of two murders. I know that I have said this before but I must say it again... The jury of my peers that are the real judges of my case said, "NOT GUILTY" six different times when it came to the six different murders that I was charged with. Not four "not guilty" and two "guilty." SIX "NOT GUILTY!"

If it was not my constitutional right to have a trial by a jury someone should have told me and the over 500 men and women who took off from their normal routines to come all the way to Brooklyn Federal Court to be questioned about being picked to serve on my jury. They should have been told that this is a futile exercise and that if their verdict does not match the judge's opinion it will not count and will be entirely disregarded.

What about the 18 gallant citizens who were chosen to serve on my jury and gave up extensive chunks of their lives to do their civic duty in the face of all kinds of hardships and frightening rumors? So according to Judge (Buster Brown) Cogan, after all they gave up, all of their honorable, hard work, and the unanimous decisions, the jurors don't count because the brilliant judge does not like the results that they've reached. I cannot believe that the founding fathers or my neighbors next-door want a political appointee to have the power to simply ignore the verdict reached by a duly sworn jury of our peers. I think that the judge and any person who believes that completely disregarding a jury's verdict is legal will be stripped of all power as soon as the people realize and understand what they are up to.

Next, the judge says that I taught Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro and the others about crime; that I mentored them. What a joke! Way before I knew any of them (Hemorrhoids, Richie, Anthony Basile and the rest of them) they were selling crack, robbing, and assaulting victims. According to Anthony Basile, FBI Agent Scott (The Seducer) Curtis, and our first four indictments: Hemorrhoids Calabro, Richie, and Anthony Basile already killed Officer Pagan (an armored truck guard that they stuck up) before I even knew them. They kept all of these crimes a secret from me. Next the judge talks about deterrence and the need to discourage kids from a life of crime. That's a good point but I think if Hollywood, the music industry, books, and the newspapers stop glorifying the gangster it would have a much greater affect than watching me or anyone else die in jail.

Now let's move on to the next reason that Judge Buster Brown gives for his wanting (although he denies it) to see me expire in jail. He diagnoses me as a schizophrenic. He supports this diagnosis with his extensive degrees in the medical field (bullshit) and an underlying foundation of prosecutors' rumors and acquitted conduct (charges that the jury found me innocent of). He also says that by exposing my family to Hemorrhoids Calabro and the others I was putting my family in danger and this gets back to him seeing my split personality. Well like I have said, I had no knowledge of Calabro's murdering ways. He had their crack selling, their drug use, their violence, and murders kept from me. When Hemorrhoids gave his wife a black eye he staged a car accident to explain the bruised eye to me. He went to great lengths to keep his crimes hidden from me.

Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro did his killing for himself; for his own personal rage, power, wealth, and ego… not for some headline making enterprise. In his mind he is the ultimate alpha male. He is much like your patron Baby Bush who starts wars for his own personal wealth, power, and ego. As a matter of fact, Hemorrhoids Calabro is more like Baby Bush than he was ever like me. You know, their way at all costs: do anything, tell any lie--as long as they come out on top.

Again, I say I never knew the true character of these rats until it was too late, but Judge you know now. Let us see what neighborhood you hide them in and how long their prison sentence is. Their sentencing should be soon. You are the judge that heard them confess the contents of their black hearts. You are the one that heard them lie and add the government's innocent targets to their own self serving deeds. And now you will be the one pronounce sentence on them. Now the world will see if you have earned the right to be called the Honorable Judge Brian Cogan. Or, will you prove to us all that you (as I say that you are) are an anti-Italian extra-prosecutor who is part of a government conspiracy to seize the rights and eventually the country from we the people in the 'guise of, "for our own good?"

Next week I will continue with Judge (Buster Brown) Cogan. I will cover my trial and I will cover Dino Saracino's 50 year sentence as soon as I get the minutes I will relay what I see to you.

Stronger today than yesterday.
SAVALOOO!
Tommy `

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Jerry-built

This post is in response to Jerry Capeci's June 12th Gangland News article:

Tommy Shots Can't Complain About The Metropolitan Detention Center Anymore

One prison compound, two Colombo family bosses.

Thomas (Tommy Shots) Gioeli, the onetime acting Colombo family boss who never missed a chance to gripe about conditions during the six years he spent at the Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn, has been shipped to the same North Carolina prison complex as his crime family's official leader, the imprisoned-for-life Carmine (Junior) Persico.

For Tommy Shots, that's both good and bad. On the one hand he used to be less than an hour's drive from his family's digs in Farmingdale, L.I. He's now about 500 miles and an eight-hour-drive away, at the low security facility in Butner, North Carolina. On the plus side, Gioeli is now on the same compound as one of the Bureau of Prisons' fully equipped medical facilities. So he won't have to travel too far if eats too many candy bars and his diabetes acts up, or if he needs a special toenail clipper for a nasty one on his big toe — as has happened in the past.

Another advantage is that Tommy Shots is on the same prison complex as the 80-year-old Persico, who has been at Butner for several years as a precautionary measure following what sources say were nothing more than "normal medical issues" for inmates who manage to live into their 70s and beyond.

But it's unlikely that the onetime acting boss will ever get a chance to pay his respects to Persico, unless — either by hook, crook, or just plain happenstance — they both happen to end up in the prison hospital at the same time, for whatever reason.

That might not be a good thing for Tommy Shots. While Persico, a dyed in the wool mobster is not above murder, mayhem or anything else that might set him free, it's unlikely that he would see eye-to-eye with some of the downright embarrassing rants and raves that permeated the six-years Gioeli spent at the MDC, before, during and after his racketeering and murder trial that has him slated to be behind bars until 2024.

If they do get a chance to chat, they might want to discuss the trials, tribulations, interesting paths and current whereabouts of two longtime Colombo gangsters-turned-turncoats whose names came up frequently before and during Gioeli's trial — onetime Colombo capo Reynolds (Ren) Maragni and associate Frank (Frankie Blue Eyes) Sparaco.

As it turns out, both are currently in Florida.

Maragni, 61, is serving 45 days, the balance of a four month sentence for racketeering that he received earlier this year as a reward, despite the less than stellar cooperation he provided prosecutors at three trials, including Gioeli's. He is at a federal prison in Miami, slated to be released on June 25.

After serving nearly 20 years behind bars for several murders, Sparaco, 58, was released from a federal prison in Texas and placed into a halfway house in the Sunshine State, where he now resides. He was officially released from custody on May 12, the same day that Maragni began his short stay behind bars.





This post is just a short distraction from my follow up on Judge (Buster Brown Cogan) in answer to Jerry Capeci's interpretation of what is "embarrassing." Before I continue I will state that I am proud of my crusade for equality and I don't know how to do anything but fight when it comes to my rights and medical needs.

Now, back to Jerry-built Jerry Capeci... you see this alleged literary genius of the FBI and team America clique thinks that my raised voice for justice in the courtroom is embarrassing. For some reason this lush with an apparently Italian surname feels that Italian Americans and a few other government-chosen minorities do not deserve the equal rights that the rest of Americans receive and demand. Jerry-built thinks that asking for a toe-nail clipper is embarrassing. Well, I wonder how many diabetics who have lost toes, feet, and legs to an infected ingrown toe-nail find it embarrassing? Hey Jerry, are their missing limbs embarrassing? How about Rosa Parks? I bet you thought it was embarrassing for her to want to sit in the front of the bus. The Daily (Rag) News should be embarrassed for publishing such twaddle as my request for a toe-nail clipper and you should be embarrassed that you are so against civil rights.

Now Jerry (Jerry-built) Capeci I will tell you what is embarrassing… First, let's start with your name: "Jerry." When something is "Jerry-built" it is flimsily made; inferior. You know, much like your writing: sub-standard, garbage, junk. So why would your parents choose to name you Jerry? Fair question! Was it the act of your conception? Was it inferior? Was your father misinformed as to the procedure? Did he not understand the equipment involved? Or, was the product of their union (YOU) substandard? Are you lacking in some physical, emotional, or mental way? Well, I think you are embarrassing in all of the above. So I think the name Jerry as far as you're concerned explains itself. You are a piece of shit. Now let's examine embarrassing a little further.

Let's talk about the last time you were carried from a famous downtown watering-hole because you were so drunk you shit your pants…Well Jerry-built, news flash, that was embarrassing!!

You know what else is embarrassing? It's that in your forty or maybe even fifty years of writing about so called organized crime, in this half century of earning a handsome living off of other peoples' heartaches and misery, you never found not one innocent person whose cause you could champion? Now that is embarrassing! You know Jerry-built, not one corrupt prosecutor who framed an innocent man or two? Not one berserk FBI Agent that was out there with his rats killing people and blaming innocents for the murders? You know like Whitey Bulger and his FBI case agent Connolly, or Rossetti and his FBI handlers? All of this up there in Boston... Nothing like that goes on here in New York. Right Jerry?

Oh wait I almost forgot, how embarrassing, you did save someone from a murder charge. You and your guest writer (wink, wink) Tom (The Dirty Bird) Robbins swooped in at the eleventh hour to save that clown from a Stephen King novel, that murderous FBI Agent who slaughtered victims all over New York City, Greg (The Grim Reaper) Scarpa's partner in murder and mayhem: Liddy (The Clown) Del Vecchio. After all those years you finally found a cause you chose to bring the curtain down on... that sham of a murder trial (NYS vs. Liddy Del Vecchio). You produced notes from a book interview with Linda Schiro that did not exactly match her trial testimony. Were the notes for the book a sworn affidavit? Was it sworn testimony, or was it just jiba-jaba to make a book interesting? You know Jerry just more worthless bullshit that all of your books are jammed packed with? The witnesses told countless lies at my trial and nothing got dismissed. At any rate it seems like pretty weak evidence to get a murder case thrown out.

I smell a rat. Jerry were you working with the FBI again to get the results that they wanted? Remember, the judge said that Greg (the Grim Reaper) Scarpa Sr. was so devious that he was running the agent. Well now that we know that Frankie (Blue Eyes) Sparaco was being handled by FBI Agent Liddy Del Vecchio and he too was out killing while he was an FBI informant; what is their excuse now? These three maniacs are Satan's hit team and they are working for the FBI; and you and the justice department play a major role in protecting them. Now that is the grandest embarrassment.

So I shout: Shame on the FBI, the Justice Dept, all the prosecutors and judges that are a willing part of this... and to you. You inferior, disgraceful, shameful piece of shit; I piss on your head.

Stronger today than yesterday.

SAVALOOO!
TSG

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Buster Brown

To all of my followers that have been interested in my blog, now that I am going to resume posting I am going to do so in a type of installment style. Because of the limited privacy that I get in this new institution I can write in only brief spurts and not necessarily when each post is complete.

In today's post I will finally tackle a subject that I should have addressed months, if not years ago. I held off through a combination of naivety, concern for my codefendants, and fear of reprisal for my bold, but accurate description of my Judge Brian (Buster Brown) Cogan and his pro-prosecutor, anti-Italian bias that was so evident in his sentencing and rulings as well as the entire flavor of his courtroom.

This baby Bush appointed, cloaked prosecutor started his campaign to bolster the government's frame job by actually requesting my case after a truly honorable Judge (Nina Gershon) removed herself from the proceedings against me for some unknown reason. Now I don't know if his request for my case is legal or not but I have always heard that serious criminal cases are supposed to go on some rotating wheel to ensure that things are fair. Not in my case.

My judge, this WOP-hating Judas of truth, couldn't wait to lead in his chorus of lies that his fellow prosecutors and rats were about to croon for the benefit of the jury. In fact, he was positively drooling over the chance to declare, "Guilty! Death by injection!" from the bench and have his name branded in the history books for all time. Our innocence, fate, and our courageous jury allied themselves to strip Buster Brown of his macabre cravings.

We all knew that there was absolutely no evidence to support a death penalty. We all knew that this was just a government tool to terrorize Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro and Joe (Cave) Competiello into perjuring themselves by giving false testimony about me and my codefendant.

Here is a copy of a letter that I sent to the "Death Penalty Review Committee" in August of 2010:

To Whom It May Concern,

After two years of you manipulating a supposed unimpeachable process (Death Penalty Review) for the sole benefit of your "Criminal Informants" with utter disregard for the other defendants. Now you invite me to join in this charade. If I would have seen the total control that the United States Attorney's Office has over the death penalty review I would not have participated from the very beginning. I was lead to believe that this was a fair and impartial process not a one-sided lynching. For this and other reasons I refuse to participate in this bastardization of the death penalty review.

This letter was sent to the Death Penalty Review Committee, Judge Cogan, US Attorney Eric Holder, and to my attorney and a few others. Even though Judge (Buster Brown) Cogan did not entirely get his wish of death behind bars for me and Dino Saracino, even though we were found "Not Guilty" of all six murders and most of the other window dressing crimes that are a part of a RICO case, he is still very much in the running for us to shipped home in cardboard coffins.

I will explain the facts of our sentencing, the rulings that were made, and all of the total bias that myself, my codefendant, and most Italian Americans experience in the federal courts of the "freest" country in the world. Stay tuned for next week's posting.

Stronger Today Than Yesterday,

TSG

SAVALOOO

Monday, December 30, 2013

The Sleazy Serpents

I'll start this post by explaining why I am so tardy in commenting on the NY POST story from 12/11/2013. As all of you know I am housed at the MDC federal lockup in the borough of Brooklyn, New York City. It seems the Bureau of Prisons has this inept policy that does not allow any of the local papers to be delivered to the prisoners at MDC, even though the newspapers get delivered to the jail for the BOP staff everyday. For us, the papers must be mailed in so we receive the newspapers about two weeks late. That is why it was just this weekend when I came across a story about that cartoon character in a can, that Disney Land reject, that vigilante in pantyhose: Curtis (Sleazy) Sliwa.

It seems that his world has turned a little upside down and it is now him that the finger of accusation points to; and what a sick, twisted, demented trigger finger it is. First, he has protected sex with a human (Melinda Katz) and then he has unprotected sex with a test tube. Next, the contents of the test tube affair wind up in the body of the human that he had protected sex with (Melinda Katz). How weird is that? Put on your war paint Rudy (Skullhead) Giuliani you have competition for the heart of Sleazy Sliwa. I'm just not sure if it's Katz or the test tube. So back to the story...

It looks like Sleazy Sliwa and his new partner-in-crime Melinda Katz are trying to embezzle money from Sleazy's first son and his mother then give it to Katz and her two sons. I'm not sure if the test tube is a co-conspirator or not. Anyway the first mother puts up a fight that forces Sleazy and Katz to testify in court. So as Sleazy and Katz testify under oath they both tell two different stories about the amount of money that Melinda Katz is receiving from Curtis (Sleazy) Sliwa. He says that he pays her $10,000.00 a month. She says that he pays her $5,000.00 a month. A big, big difference. Could it be that the test tube gets the other $5,000.00? Don't think so.

Melinda Katz also answered incriminating questions with (I don't remember) more times than Donald Manes did during the investigation of the parking meter scandal. Why is she not charged with perjury? If it was an alleged mobster's wife, or Matilda Como, or any other woman of Italian descent Sleazy would be screaming for them to be prosecuted, beaten, even scourged until they told the truth. But this is Melinda Katz: his own personal politician, his ticket to NYC power, his subway to Gracie Mansion. So, all he could do was sit in the courtroom, hide his face in his hands, and watch as the dreams of his fascist regime slip away.

For the first time in the history of my blog I give the same alias to a husband and wife duo. Hence forth, Sleazy and Melinda shall be known as the Serpents because they both speak with a forked tongue: Curtis (the Serpent) Sliwa & Melinda (the Serpent) Katz.

SAVALOOO,

TSG

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Congratulations

In today's post I would like to congratulate my friend and onetime codefendant Joel Cacace on his justified victory over a petty, deceitful, and corrupt prosecution team led by my old nemesis, the new head of the Organized Crime Dept. for the Eastern District of New York, Elizabeth "Lizzy the Liar" Geddes.

While her main flunky AUSA James "Tommy Pickles" Gatta tried to deceive the jury into believing that Joel was guilty as charged, Lizzy the Liar was orchestrating and recycling Dino "Hemorrhoids" Calabro's perjured testimony. She was trying to somehow make it more credible the second time around. Maybe she thought that the second jury was stupider than the first; but neither jury was stupid. Both juries were too sophisticated for Lizzy and her collection of lies. All the while these children of Satan know that myself, Dino Saracino, and Joel Cacace are innocent. Every piece of their evedience screamed for our acquittal. Joel's expert defense team of lead counsel Susan "Kosher" Kellman and learned counsel David "the Scholar" Stern swiftly and thoroughly devastated the prosecution's flimsy case.

Not since Johnnie Cochran and Barry Scheck has there been such a dominant duo in the courtroom. Susan "Kosher" Kellman is so savvy in the atmosphere of the courthouse that she let those fools beat themselves with their own evidence. That's right, the defense team knew enough not to mount a defense. Instead they had the brilliance to let the prosecution eat itself while they sat back and enjoyed their victory. Of course the fact that Joel was 100% innocent made a victory that much easier to achieve. I applaud Susan "Kosher" Kellman, David "the Scholar" Stern, the Jury and justice for exposing the truth in such a corrupt system as our federal justice System.

SAVALOOO

TSG