Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Government Guerrillas

Today's post is again about a story that I heard at Catholic service, but this time I heard it inside the big chapel as part of the sermon delivered by a local priest at our sacred monthly mass.

The priest had just finished his reading of the Gospel when he relayed to us a story that he had heard in his younger days when he led a group of homecoming service men at Bethesda Naval Hospital. The men were all suffering from PTSD and his group encouraged them to talk about anything and most of the time they did. They talked about any and all things that were of interest to them except they all seemed reluctant to recount the horrific events that they were all struggling with.

Then one day they just started talking about killing. The stories were dreadful. Then an African American (this soldier was born in Africa) described an incident in his life that he still cannot fully move beyond. When he was a child growing up in Africa, a group of local rebels attacked his village. They massacred all of the men and women and kidnapped all of the boys and girls. We can only imagine the fate of the poor girls; but the boys were told that if they did not join their captors they would be killed. They accepted life over death but the heartless guerrillas outsmarted the children who thought that they could just say that they joined and wait for a chance to run off. The captors separated the boys into pairs of two. They gave one boy in each pair a gun and told them in order to prove their new loyalty they must kill the other member of the pair. They all did. Each boy with the gun shot the unarmed boy. The soldier who was telling the story did too. At just eleven years old he killed the other pair member: his fellow countryman, his fellow villager, his childhood friend. He has never gotten the memory from his mind.

If there were any men in the chapel that were not appalled by this story I would be surprised. Personally I was shocked, horrified and saddened by the retelling of this soldier's account of how he took a life as a little boy--that men could use one's own life to force one into doing something that is unnatural: like betraying a friend or in fact killing him. I also came to the realization that the majority of people would do the same thing if they were placed in a similar situation. It is man's uncontrollable instinct to survive at any cost. Cheat, lie or murder a friend. So when I replayed this horror story in my head it came as no surprise to me that the Justice Department of the United States of America employs tactics that parallel the tactics of those African terrorists. The reason why I know this is because they did the same thing to me and my co-defendant.

You see at around four or five in the morning of June 4, 2008, heavily armed FBI agents abducted myself, Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro and Joseph (Caves) Competiello from our homes. They also seized other men on that pre-dawn morning, but few were known to us three and we definitely had no criminal relation to them. The government charges me, Hemorrhoids Calabro and Caves Competiello with an impressive array of damning charges; but to me that's all that they were, just charges. I was not guilty of anything on the indictment so while I was concerned, I was not frightened. They granted no bail for us three.

In the first indictment Hemorrhoids Calabro and Caves Competiello were both facing the death penalty. At the time, I was not. This was the first step in FBI Agent Scott (the Seducer) Curtis' and AUSA Attorney Elizabeth (Lizzy the Liar) Geddes' plan to have all crimes charged lead back to me. Calabro and Competiello, the two spineless, selfish, mentally unstable cowards, were terrified into joining the government's conspiracy of treachery. The government told them that they would die a pain-riddled death by lethal injection unless they put their crimes on me. It would be easy. Before a pro-government judge they would admit to the murders that they were guilty of and then just add this one crucial lie: that I (Tommy Gioeli) ordered it. That's it! In exchange for their perjury they would receive the two most important things to a man: their freedom and their lives. Talk about coercion and duress. You can't have any more pressure than when your life hangs in the balance.

So I challenge Loretta Lynch, or anyone from the US Attorney's Office, to tell me the difference between their life-threatening tactics used on Calabro and Competiello to get me and the tactics that the terrorists used on the young African boy. I know that if they handed a gun to either of their co-conspirators (Calabro and Competiello) I would be a dead man right now. So tell me, what is the difference? Because the US Attorney's Office does it in a more "lawful" manner?

Due to my innocence, there is absolutely no evidence to collaborate the testimony of the government's perjurers (Calabro and Competiello). It is an affront to justice for the United States to label such corrupt testimony as "evidence." Team America, that is made up continually of re-offeding killers, baby rapers and psychopaths must be disbanded. Testimony must not be bartered for, especially when the payment is the life of the witness. This practice has become far more dangerous to justice than the targeted individuals themselves. There are many innocent men in prison (some serving life sentences) convicted solely on the lies of purchased testimony. This un-collaborated testimony is not allowed in New York state and most other states. The states know that the rewarded co-defendants' sole testimony that the federal government allows in its courts is unfair and unjust. This is why we must, as Americans, speak out against such corrupt practices. We must demand that the federal government stand up for equal, unmolested justice for all.

Joe (Caves) Competiello received a 12 year prison sentence for multiple, brutal, senseless murders and will soon be released upon an unsuspecting neighborhood.

Dino (Hemorrhoids) Calabro has not yet been sentenced and is believed to be out on unsecured bail and living in a multimillion dollar home in Naples, Florida at taxpayers' expense.

Stronger today than yesterday.


The Counselor

Today's post is about the continued bias: religious, ethnic and racial that my counselor (the Wicked Witch of the West) embraces in her professional duties. Whatever her beliefs are in her private life they are her affair, but when she uses her position as a federal government employee and employs her bias in dealing with her charges then she must be corrected. Everyone here at Butner Low, including the administration, is aware of her anti-white, anti-Italian and anti-religious behavior. So let me recount what happened a few days ago to a Jewish white man who asked to be moved from his present bed assignment in the unit.

Well, let me first tell you that after coming back to our unit from SHU for a violation of religious law (not eating Kosher food) he was placed in a three man cube and couldn't get along with one of the other occupants. So, he was placed by the counselor on "the beach." The beach is the front of the lobby of the unit and has two sets of bunk beds on each side. There are no walls in the front, or on the sides and its residents have absolutely no privacy. They change, sleep, fart and scratch their ass in front of everyone. The overhead glaring lights are left on all day and night. Because of the lights, noise and lack of privacy the men who live on the beach are semi-psychotic. It must be illegal to have inmates live on the beach but this is the feds and we all know that the feds can do what they want. So anyway the beach is sandwiched between the two community bathrooms that every inmate (180 when full) must use. This fact makes matters worse because even at three in the morning there is plenty of activity at the beach so the poor men that live there get little to no sleep which adds to their insanity. Although these eight spots are usually reserved as a punishment by the counselor for infractions that are too minor for a formal shot, this poor Jew wound up there through no fault of his own. This was just a matter of the counselor's bigotry.

The story is that when the counselor heard that two of the three bunkies could not get along, she then (without getting any of the facts) moves the Jew to the beach. Then after a couple of days of living in the grand central station of Butner Low he mustered up the courage to confront the counselor about making a bed change so he could get off the beach. He asks if he can be moved. Then almost as an after though he adds that it was very disrespectful for him to pray while facing the toilets. Her screaming response to him was that (and I quote), "There is a bathroom, and there is a bathroom, and there is a wall so pray to the wall. You people pray to walls anyway so what does it matter?!" Unbelievable! She went on to state that she would not then, nor would she ever, move him. A few days later after some calls to a Rabbi, and with the help of the assistant warden, she was forced to move him into a different three man cube.

This lunatic of a woman is so mentally unstable that she should be evaluated by a mental health professional immediately. Every time she comes to work she screams and hollers, rants and raves, and spits and stutters. Her disrespect for the inmates in her care is unacceptable. The incompetence with which she performs her job is legendary here on the compound and she has become the laughing stock of her peers.

This situation must be corrected before she causes a real tragedy. She has entered into the realm of dangerous. It is beyond the point that one could or should ignore. I would hope that she reads this post and gets the mental help that she so desperately needs before she is allowed to continue such a sensitive position for the BOP.

Stronger today than yesterday.


Religious Bias at Butner

This post is going to bring its readers up to date with the next example of religious bias here at the United States correctional facility known as Butner Low.

So one Sunday when I had just finished with my prayers I had a few minutes before Catholic services were to start so I sat on my walker in the hallway while the healthier prisoners set up the chairs in the small chapel. We were not going to celebrate Mass because we do not have a priest here at Butner Low so a priest from one of the local parishes comes only one day a month (usually on the second Tuesday of the month) so for the rest of the weeks we have a service with a local volunteer presiding over the said services. This is perfectly understandable due to the current shortage of priests. Maybe one day God our Father will smile on us and give Catholics here at Butner a complex of full time priests.

So anyway as I am sitting in the lobby I overhear a conversation between an inmate and a volunteer. They are talking about the religious services here at Butner. I overhear them and the inmate is telling the volunteer about programs that other religions have. The convict says that in one program in particular they invite other religious followers into their services and that we the Catholics should do the same. We should invite other members of different religions to our Catholic service so that they can more understand what we are about. I guess he doesn't understand that the doors to the Catholic church are always open to all. So he then states that he has been to other faith groups services and that there is at least one Christian group here at Butner who preaches state in their sermon, as well as literature that says that the Catholic church is the anti-Christ. I almost fell off my walker at such a repulsive statement. He says that he has spoken with the administration and that the only response has been that he was warned not to repeat this and to stop making a fuss or he would go to the SHU. He did name the religion but rather than add another brick to the wall of hate that already exists between most major religions, I choose to omit it as well as individuals names and all names of other religions that were mentioned in this bias-laced conversation. So as sick as it is to say such a filthy thing that Catholics are the anti-Christ just think of how sick it is that some of the members of the administration here at Butner (an arm of the United States Government) will allow this to go on and even endorse it by their silence. Imagine they are preaching this hate right from the podium. So at this point the volunteer leans in towards the inmate and I think she is going to chastise him for repeating such a thing. Instead she whispers that it is not the Catholics but the ------ that are the real anti-Christ. I shake my head in disbelief. He then quickly counters that this is not true and if the other major religions understood their holy books that they would surely all be Catholics. With that said I hurry inside the chapel, maybe prayer will erase the conversation of these two good but misguided hate-saturated people from my mind.

I know that many of my readers are organizing a phone call/letter writing campaign to the BOP to see if they can bring about some change in some of the policies but I feel that they can be much more effective if they contact members of congress and the media instead. In these times of religious persecution in my parts of the world we must ensure that it does not take hold here in America at a United States BOP facility. We must pull back the drapes, raise the shades, and open the windows to let the sun shine and fresh air on all the government black-bias and anti-Catholic hate. It is un-American.

Stronger today than yesterday.


Thursday, January 8, 2015

Happy 2015

This is just a short list of some acknowledgements for the year just past.

1. I praise God for his continuous blessings that he bestows upon me and my loved ones.

2. I thank my family for their unyielding love and support in the darkest of times. They are continually amazing and are forever loved.

3. I thank Adam (the Lion) Perlmutter and Dan (Dr. Watson) McGuinness for the brilliant appeal which they have prepared and duly filed on my behalf. They are my dream team.

4. I thank Frank Morano whose passionate quest for justice determined he become my staunchest advocate. I applaud his inexhaustible stamina, commitment to the truth and love for all that is just.

5. To the rest of my relatives, friends and supporters: your positive force has given me the strength to overcome many obstacles. I love and respect you all.

Now for the forces of evil whom we do battle with:

1. May FBI Agent Scott (the Seducer) Curtis and Andrea (Hedda Nussbaum) Calabro, live blissfully ever after in their haze of booze, drugs and their own special brand of insanity.

2. Now, AUSA Elizabeth (Lizzie the Liar) Geddes received an impressive promotion and subsequent pay raise after losing the most prominent case in New York's Eastern District's history. A reward for such a fiasco can only be explained as a direct result of her major involvement in the government frame-up of yours truly.

3. The good faith and honesty of a judge are not to be questioned. However, Judge Brian (Buster Brown) Cogan's anti-Italian prejudice, disappearing allocutions, destroyed evidence, uncontrolled courtroom, vindictive sentencing and bias rulings leave me no choice other than to question his entire modus operendi. He is simply a corrupt political crony, a prosecution patsy and a perfect example of why lifetime appointments to the federal bench as a reward for raising campaign funds and agreeing with the party platform of victorious candidates should be abolished. There should be an entrance exam, a timely review and a cap on their tenures. Justice, not power, should be the goals of the court.

4. I would like to thank Jerry (Jerry-built) Capeci for his alleged slight in naming an offensive award after me. Well, Jerry-built, what you fail to understand is that from an ass-kissing, boot-licking, intoxicated government lackey like yourself every knock is a boost. Your slander is so potent that after every article, my commissary account gets stuffed with fresh Benjies from all over the world. My facebook is crammed with comments of admiration and praise. So instead of explaining again why sick people in jail should request proper medical attention, I request that you continue to knock me at will. I also request that you refrain from drinking too much and soiling your underoos in public yet again. So keep my account fat, slander me again real soon and you can tell your concubine, excuse me I meant to say co-author, Tom (the Dirty Bird) Robbins that he can write a derogatory article also.

5. May all of John (the Dolt) Marzulli's stories wind up on the spike or be used as kitty litter. They are inaccurate, uninvestigated trash. He is a lazy, incompetent turd of a man who uses his forum to bolster the government's theatrics and tyranny.

That's it for now. I wish everyone a banging 2015.

Stronger today than yesterday!


Sunday, December 21, 2014

Inmates Have Rights

I'll start this week's post by returning to the Scapular story. I do this even though the situation is far from resolved. The retaliation continues, another piece of legal mail was opened, read and given to me via regular mail. Like I have said before I have an open appeal and my legal mail should be privileged. This means opened in my presence, the contents visually screened for contraband, then handed over to me. Again, they did not do this. Although it looks like all of the documents contained in this envelope were there, how could I be sure? I am tired of being put at a legal disadvantage by these bullies. Another much more minor annoyance is my regular mail has been showing up at different housing units all over the compound causing a few days delay of my holiday greetings from my family and friends. Not earth shattering but annoying and very very petty.

So far the staff at Butner Low has seized my IPod classic that was given to me by judge's order to review hundreds of hours of evidence. It has hundreds of hours of recordings made by Tommy (Hiccups) McLaughlin and other paid rats of the FBI. And although they took it before last fourth of July I have not been given any indication of what their course of action might be. If any of the recorded conversations could have helped in my appeal it is not too late to be used. Next, as you know, they put me in the SHU for wearing my scapular. Then they took my telephone away for six months for imaginary dust bunnies. They also took my legal mail right out of the envelope. Follow so far?

Then (and this is new) the warden, the captain and my case manager ransacked my room and plundered more of my confidential legal work in the form of CDs and DVDs given to me by the US Attorney's Office as part of my discovery in preparation for my trial and appeals. Now we know that wasting taxpayer money is what our government excels at but to see this--over half a million dollars worth of annual salary crawling around my cube looking for dirt and legal work is simply ridiculous. Why do we have corrections officers? Four days later when I asked the case manager for my legal work or a voucher for said legal work she stated that she was supposed to give the legal work back to me on Friday but she just got too busy. She then lead me to a shared conference room where my important legal work was strewn all over. Again, I had no way to tell what if anything was missing. I gathered my discovery and left.

When the same people are in charge of your legal rights, religion, how and where you can pray, food, healthcare, good-time, halfway house, family visits, outside communication, how far away from your home they hold you, and inspect parts of your body that you won't even reveal to your spouse… when men have that total control over other men the bush for abuse is ripe even for the best among them. Many of those practices are necessary but many are pure mistreatment and with no independent agency to oversee this conduct the abuse becomes common, natural, normal especially for the administrators whose infinite power goes unchallenged by their subordinates as well as the inmates who just take the abuse in silence. This treatment of ones captors is barbaric by any standard but the fact that it is so commonplace in the UNITED STATES Federal Prison System makes it all the more repulsive.

Precautions must be taken to ensure that every prisoner's constitutional, religious, legal and institutional rights are protected; that control of the inmates is dispersed among multiple agencies to guarantee an agenda benefitting the public and inmates, not the egos and pensions of the BOP hierarchy. The time for change and to keep prisoners and the public safe from the injustice of tyrants, or the most dangerous offenders is upon us. We must see that the mentally ill are placed in their own secure settings where there is hope that they may regain their mental capabilities; not in general population where they are left to get sicker and sicker. We again must step forward when the system is corrupt and badly broken like a festering wound. It must be cleaned, rehabilitated and displayed as an example of the true justice and compassion that a great nation like ours can establish. The answer to justice, religion, race and sexism is true equality for all.

I'll get back to my own tale as soon as something new develops. I should be getting the answer to my phone appeal soon. Check out the John Marzulli post coming soon.

Stay tuned to As the Tyrants Roll.

Stronger today than yesterday.


Sunday, December 7, 2014

Free and Fair Press

Today's post is in answer to a one-sided, factually inaccurate story by a government controlled scribe who works for the shoddiest paper in town (Selim Algar's November 25th New York Post article "Mafia Hoodlum Takes the Fall, Files $10M Suit Over Jailhouse Slip). The Daily News is the biggest rag in New York but the NY Post stinks to far greater depths if that's even possible. I once knew a homeless man who refused to wipe his dirty ass with the pages of the NY Post. That is why these two tabloids resort to naked pictures of women on every fifth page to increase their circulation. One of the main reasons for their inferior rankings in the literary world are their third rate, lazy reporters.

In Selim Algar's recent story about my lawsuit he got not one of the easily verifiable facts correct. First, Mr. Selim Dung, I will tell you that I was never convicted of any so-called "murder raps." So I was never sentenced for something that never occurred, no matter what bullshit you wish to feed your readers (if there are any). Next I was sentenced to 224 months which equals to 18 years 8 months, not the flat 18 years you stated in the article.

The next inaccuracy solidifies exactly how lazy and incompetent you are. I have never been physically hurt at the Butner Low Correctional Facility. Although there is an abundance of leaky pipes that have never been repaired, I have not fallen because of any of them. I have been at only two federal prisons in my lifetime, so just how hard can it be to find out where my accident occurred? I mean you had a 50/50 shot with a guess and you still got it wrong! Radio host Frank Morano discussed my injury and on his show on AM970 The Answer. Even the world's grandest imbecile Curtis (Sleazy) Sliwa talked about my shattered knee on air of his radio show also on AM970 The Answer. It was common knowledge. So how did you get it wrong?

If you are content to be inadequate at your job so be it. What I do take particular issue with is the bold faced government propaganda that you have been cramming into my fellow New Yorkers for years. When one of your clan executes an act of terrorism and a frightened society comes down hard on innocent Middle Easterners with targeted laws, massive surveillance, and sham indictments they balk and fight for fairness and their constitutional rights. They are not whining or braying. They are crusading! So why is it when an Italian American complains about an injustice by his captors or government it is whining?? Are we to always bear our persecutions in silence? Are we to be scolded whenever we speak up for justice?

You know I met a confidential informant who has been deemed by our government and other confidential informants to be true and accurate. He told me that you, in secret, support of ISIS in your beliefs and that you financially supported Al Qaeda. How do you like seeing that in print? How would you feel about seeing that in an indictment? Then seeing the CI terrorist go home after bombing and killing many innocent people? Well, that is what Italians go through each time our government screams organized crime. So until you change your work ethics, your attitude towards Italian Americans and do your reporting with fairness and dignity, I wipe the bottom of my shoes with your tongue.

Because I do believe in fairness and truth I offer this disclaimer: I know of no connection between Selim Algar and ISIS, Al Qaeda, or any other terrorist group. I have never had a conversation with a confidential informant or anyone else about Selim Algar. I do know Selim (Camel Dung) Algar to be a lazy, inaccurate and deceitful reporter. I look forward to free and fair press.

Stronger today than yesterday.


Saturday, December 6, 2014

Scapular Part 3: As the Tyrants Roll

On the day before I am to receive the sanction for my dustier dust, I receive legal mail via regular mail call. It had already been opened (not in my presence which is against BOP rules regarding legal mail) and more importantly the contents except for a cover letter were missing. That's right... at this very critical time when my appeal was being submitted were people stealing my sensitive legal documents and strategies? So I go to the correction officer in charge and ask for help in locating, or at least logging-in the incident book that my legal mail is missing. He spins me to the case manager who spins me to nowhere with no results and no record of my missing legal mail. The case manager does this by saying she will be right back and just disappears to never return that night.

So the next morning I go to a counselor. Not my counselor because she is not in (she is never in except for a few days a week when she feels the urge to abuse a few select inmates). But I was probably better off without her. The counselor I go to knows the job and does not shirk his responsibilities. I give him the empty envelope and cover letter and explain that the rest of the contents were missing when I received the sliced open but reclosed with staples legal mail. He calls the mail room for answers. He states that he envelope is clearly marked Legal Mail in three spots. Then when the mail room disputes that fact I move him past that argument and on to the more important missing contents. He tells me that they said the envelope arrived empty and hangs up the phone. At that point I show him the paid postmark for $5.84 and explain that it does not cost that amount to send an empty envelope with a cover letter. With that he shrugs his shoulders in bewilderment and bids me to see the assistant warden. So I pursue my quest for my legal documents.

Upon my approach to the assistant warden I run into my unit manager who until that point I had known to be a fair man with a fair amount of power. In appearance I can only describe him as such: if the United States had given Idi Amin amnesty and refuge for his crimes against humanity (as they did so many Nazis) this unit manager could have been one of his sons. Now I don't mean to imply that he was in any way a ruthless dictator as Idi Amin had been. He just happens to look like him and he just happens to have a mean streak. So anyway back to the story... I again explain my entire story of missing legal mail to Idi. After examining the envelope and declaring it legal mail he then says that he can give my lawyers permission to fax over the documents. I respectfully decline his offer and continued to look for the assistant warden.

When I approach the assistant warden and yet again relay the story of my missing legal mail he beckons the captain to join in on the problem. The captain declines so the assistant warden then calls for Idi to join in after Idi states that it is clearly labeled as legal mail. I explain that my main priority is the missing legal papers and whether it is legal mail or not is secondary. The assistant warden states that maybe the papers were never sent by my lawyer and I again refer to the postal amount that was on the envelope $5.84.

At that point the assistant warden states that they should involve of all people Alpha Bitch (Remember her? The one who demanded I remove my scapular?) who I then learn was in the not too distant past in charge of the mail room! Aw shit! Now look at how the world revolved at Butner! I had to ask help of the Alpha Bitch? I couldn't bring myself to look at her let alone again put myself at her mercy so I retreated a step or two into the background and listened from a distance all the while my wheels were spinning: What would they do? What would she say? Would they ever find my missing legal work? Could Alpha bitch be behind all of my trouble with the mail room? The late return of my personal property, my mail at other units, and my missing legal mail? Was she still mad that I would not cave in to her illegal order to remove my scapular? I just didn't know. So after a few minutes of discussion with the Alpha Bitch stating that the envelope was in fact marked legal mail, Idi came over to where I was standing and asked if he could hold the envelope while he further checked into my missing legal mail. I said yes and left. Then I walked up the hill to my unit as it was almost time to receive my sentence for the dust and I saw the crowd of my administrators joined by the Warden.

I washed up and got ready to argue my dust case one more time. As I took my place in line I noticed that myself and the four other Italians, the white guy, and the mixed guy were all there but the two Latinos were gone. Now I for one felt that no one should have gotten a shot for such nonsense so when the two Latinos turned up missing from our line I was happy that they would not get an unjust punishment. I mean I'm sure the decision to excuse them was fair and impartial based on some strong facts like Italian olive oil vs Spanish olive oil, or blood oranges vs mangoes. It certainly can't be based on our ancestral origins. Right? I know that our counselor would be equal and fair and not bias in any way. Well I would hope so. Yeah right!

So the time has come and I enter the inner office and I am greeted by my case manger and Idi my unit manager. Before I sit down Idi asks if I am the same person that just gave him the empty legal mail. I state that I am and think to myself: this guy is my unit manager for six months, we have had a fair amount of interaction, not a half hour ago I spent twenty minutes with him going over a serious problem and he still wasn't sure if it was me. So I further think to myself that it must be true like my counselor told me on many occasions, "All Eyetalians (Italians) look alike." But then I decide that I do not look like Bobby DeNiro (his loss) and I was correct to consider her comment a slur.

So I explain my story about the dust and I am excused for a brief moment. When I am brought back into the room I am told that I was not going to like the punishment and that because the warden had been riding the counselor about the unit's cleanliness he was going to make an example of me and the rest. She screwed up and we are going to be the example. Nice, real nice. So he gave me and all of us six months of no telephone privileges. That's right. During Thanksgiving, Christmas and the New Year we would not be able to talk to our families. More religious bias? Never in almost seven years of being in prison have I seen such severe punishment for such a weak offense.

Inmates who make phone threats or are caught using other inmates' phone accounts to get more minutes rarely got their phone privileges suspended for more than three months. Here we got an entire six months for unidentifiable dust. Crazy, right? Well naturally I appealed the phone punishment. At my last team meeting with my counselor and my case manager they baited me by stating that they wanted me to stay in touch with my family. I bit my lip and left. Now everyone of us has an important reason to reach their loved ones: young children, old parents, sickness, lonely sweethearts. In my case it is all one of the above coupled with the fact that my elderly mother is nearly blind so she can't read or write a letter, or read an email if she was computer savvy and when I hear she wonders why I haven't called it's troubling to say the least.

In the meantime a friend of mine from New York comes to visit and they do not let him in because he can't make it through the metal detector. He made it through the metal detectors in two airports but not the one at Butner. Please! Just more petty bullshit from the Alpha Bitch and her cronies here at BOP Butner.

Now back to the missing legal mail. After the long weekend with my legal envelope Idi puts me in touch with the new boss at the R&D (The Mail Room) who after another few days gives me no answers and has none. I ask if I can have their version of what happened in writing and I am told absolutely not.

So stay tuned for the updates. There are so many questions: Will I find my legal mail or will the Post Master General get involved in finding my United States Legal Mail? Should the American Civil Liberties Union sue the BOP for Religious persecution of its inmates? Will I win my dust appeal and be able to talk to my family for what is left of the holidays? Are these independent acts or is Alpha Bitch joined with the mail room, Wicked and Idi to make my life hell? Will the Alpha Bitch continue to retaliate against me for what I don't know? Will Wicked and Idi continue to harass me? Will the BOP retaliate for me blowing up their spot by sending me further from my home region, or by sending me for diesel therapy on a bus that no one can find for a few months so that I have no contact with the outside world, no family, no friends, press or lawyers?

They took my religious freedom, my legal safeguards, and now will they try to take my right to free speech? Will the BOP fix their own problems and protect the constitutional and religious rights of their inmates or will they wait for an outside agency to set things straight? All of these questions remain unanswered for now but will be resolved soon. So stay tuned to As the Tyrants Roll and you'll know the answers when I do. As the Tyrants Roll is Sponsored by the American Constitution.

Stronger today than Yesterday.