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I believe that EVIL exists in our world. RZ

We treat stray dogs in the pound better than we treat OUR prisoners.

If recent incarceration rates remain unchanged, an estimated 1 out of every 20 persons (5.1%) will serve time in a prison during their lifetime. - U.S. Dept of Justice

A Greensboro, N.C., (Black) man was sentenced to 87 years in prison earlier this month for trafficking cocaine powder and “crack” cocaine from Greensboro to Smyth County.
U.S. Attorney John L. Brownlee in Roanoke said investigators with the Drug Enforcement Administration, Smyth County Sheriff’s Office and Marion Police Department arrested Rondrae Chavon Oliver, 28, of Greensboro, N.C., in a sting operation at a residence near Chilhowie on March 7, 2006.
In a release Brownlee said they found Oliver delivering approximately 3 ounces of crack cocaine and 1.5 ounces of cocaine powder.

KC (Black) MAN SENTENCED TO 20 YEARS FORCRACK COCAINE CONSPIRACY

            KANSAS CITY, Mo. – John F. Wood, United States Attorney for the Western District of Missouri, announced that a Kansas City, Mo., man was sentenced in federal court today for participating in a conspiracy to distribute crack cocaine.

             Akil R. Burns, also known as Lo Lo, 27, of Kansas City, was sentenced by U.S. Chief District Judge Fernando J. Gaitan, Jr., to 20 years in federal prison.

             On Sept. 11, 2007, Burns pleaded guilty to participating in a conspiracy to distribute 50 grams or more of crack cocaine from Oct. 31, 2006, to Jan. 8, 2007. Burns sold crack cocaine to a cooperating individual working for the Buchanan County Drug Strike Force on four separate occasions. On Jan. 8, 2007, Burns completed the fourth drug transaction with that individual and law enforcement officers moved in to arrest him. Burns sped away in his Ford Explorer, however, avoiding spike strips and engaging officers in a high-speed pursuit. Burns and a passenger bailed out of the vehicle near the Heartland Regional Medical Center in St. Joseph, Mo., and ran into the hospital. A brief foot chase ensued, and Burns was captured in the hospital.

             Law enforcement officers recovered a plastic bag containing 28 individually-wrapped bags of crack cocaine from the Explorer.

            This case was prosecuted by Assistant U.S. Attorney Joseph M. Marquez. It was investigated by the Buchanan County Drug Strike Force and the Drug Enforcement Administration.

Lindsay Lohan was charged this morning with seven misdemeanors in association with two past drunken-driving arrests. While for most people this would be a troubling scenario, for Lindsay, it all comes as good news. The reason? LiLo skirted the more serious felony drug charges.

NO MAN SHOULD EVER BE RESPONSIBLE FOR TAKING ANOTHER'S HOPE AWAY

Hope like life is a God-given gift and once that we as a society remove that which was granted by God, we in effect play God. But what of the VICTIMS of CRIME? Should the criminals not pay a price? Certainly they should, but the way we treat those whom have chosen to be criminals SHOULD BE QUESTIONED along with the well ESTABLISHED FACT that there are MANY INNOCENT PEOPLE SERVING TIME for crimes THEY DID NOT COMMIT!

Many of us have chosen to forget those who have been imprisoned and we turn a blind eye towards the disgusting fashion many prisons treat their inmates, and to think that there are so many falsely imprisoned is enough to turn any thinking person's stomach. More on that later.

This author had spent his adult life as a law abiding citizen and has never been jailed during all that time, however, in recent years, I had been arrested and jailed four times! Why? Because I tangled with the wrong family, the family of my ex wife. I had been set up by them time after time during the horror story of the divorce my two youngest children and I were put through. The first time happened in the Dallas Texas area where I was in my attempt to visit my children shortly after my wife (at the time) had left to go live with her parents. My ex's father is a 35 year military man who felt he was wronged by me at one point in time and had vowed to ruin my marriage and take my children from me. I had always felt that there is some good in everyone, but I am still searching for that in him. Long story short, my soon to be ex had agreed to have lunch with me along with our children and I was excited and more than happy to make the trip up to Dallas, in fact I had flown there and rented a car. I went up to the door and she said she would be right out with the kids, so I entered the home and remained by the door eyeballing my Natuzzi leather sofa in her father's living room when all of a sudden she ran back up to me begging me to leave and she would meet me at the Chili's restaurant we had agreed to have lunch at. I asked what the problem was and she said that her father was at the side entrance by the garage and he unexpectedly showed up. SO?! She said I had to leave and leave now and I said "wait a minute, I'll speak to him". At this point he was futzing with the trash cans on the side of the house and I walked up to him and shook his hand saying that I was there to take my kids to lunch and that his daughter and I were going to see if we could straighten out the problems and enjoy our children together for lunch. He told me that he doubted his daughter wanted to have this meeting, but it was up to her. Well, I knew she wanted to and was even somewhat excited about it when all of a sudden she ran up to me in a rage and yelling that she told me never to come to her father's house! Yeah, right. Anyhow she went on and said that if I wanted to see my children I would have to leave right then and there and she'd meet me at Chili's, so I said okay that I'd go have a margarita and left. Weird! I sat at Chili's on this hot day on the eve of the 4th of July and sipped on a frozen margarita for about an hour. I phoned her asking what was up and she said that she wouldn't be able to make it. After reminding her that I had come all the way to Dallas from San Antonio to see my children, would I be able to come by and at least say hello and goodbye to my kids and she said yes, so I paid my bill and drove back to her father's house and just as soon as I pulled in the driveway, two police cars from this small town outside of Dallas drove up, walked up to my rental car and knocked on the window. They asked me to get out of the car and I complied asking what the problem was. The cop, a friend of her father's I later learned immediately said that he could smell liquor on me and subjected me to a walking and touch the nose test which I know I had passed because I certainly was not drunk after nursing one frozen marg for an hour which I told him I had had. He said that he's been doing this for over 25 years and he knows when someone's drunk so I demanded a breathalyzer test and he said that I was under arrest for "public intoxication" and if I opened my mouth just once more he would change the charge to drunk driving! I shut up knowing that a DWI could cost me my pilot's license and off I went to jail where they booked me. A lady officer did the paper work and I had asked her if she felt that I was intoxicated and she said that I didn't appear to be, yet after an hour of paperwork I was stripped of my shirt, shoes, and socks and placed in this concrete detox refrigerator feeling cell where I remained freezing for 18 hours until they came and had me dress in an orange jail outfit and gave me matching orange thong shoes and put me in the main jail where I remained until Monday when the judge would be there, so there I was from Friday until Monday when I was given a bail amount of $250.00. I did not have access to my wallet nor did I bring my little phone book with me to call my son in Los Angeles who had recently changed his number and my credit card was in my wallet, so each bondsman I had phoned had refused me because I couldn't give them a credit card number so I phoned my ex-wife and she promised to come down and bail me out with my promise to pay her back immediately and immediately leave town. I waited and waited knowing it would take some time for her to arrange bail but the day had all but passed when I phoned her again and again and she finally answered saying that she was on her way but "others" talked her out of going. By then I was on the verge of panic, so I began to telephone more bail bondsmen and finally got one to do it on my word that I would pay him. Good Lord! It was Tuesday morning by the time I was released only to find that they had impounded my rental car, so I had to walk to where the car was and the yard man would only take cash, so I had to walk back to the bail bondsman's office and beg him to take a check or take me to a teller machine. He took my check and gave me cash to bail the car out, returned it to the airport and jumped on a jet back home wondering what the heck had just happened! Later my ex apologized and told me then that her father was drinking buddies with most of that small police force. Nice guy! Another good friend of his was and an old army buddy who was a criminal defense attorney in the county my ex and I had lived in so naturally he became her lawyer. This guy had the teeth of a shark and an attitude to go with it. On the first of 3 times I was falsely accused of molesting my children to the court and that I was arrested for trying to pick them up while drunk. The judge said whether it was true or not, only the accusation of molestation was enough to place me on supervised visitation with my own children for a time, so I had to go back and forth to Dallas every other week (12 hour round trip and I NEVER missed a visit) for an hour and a half meeting with my kids at Chuck E Cheese along with a married couple licensed to supervise. It did not take very long before they admitted to me that they knew I was not doing that which my ex's family had charged, but on those visits went for many, many months, a year I think and of course I had to bare the cost of it all as well as the humiliation. Finally on another court hearing I was granted regular visitation again because her side wanted something more than I had already given so I gave it to them and they asked the court to dismiss the charge. The judge said that the first unsupervised visit would last a weekend but it had to be within Dallas and then after that I could take them home. She had had another child within 3 months of her marriage. By that time Child Protective Services had done their thing and determined there was no abuse. I had met my ex and by then her new husband at a pizza place and picked my kids up with my lady friend Liana. I told her as we left the parking lot that it appeared that someone was following us as each turn I took, that same car followed. We had driven about 18 miles down the freeway and we were all singing and having fun in the car on the way to a restaurant I knew that the kids would want to be at and once I pulled in that parking lot, the car that had been following us passed on by, so I thought that maybe I had been paranoid knowing her family and what they were capable of. We all went into the restaurant laughing, singing, and having a great time and as we began to order a policeman came up to our table and asked me to come outside with him. Once outside he said that a woman had called them saying that I was beating my children while driving down the freeway which of course I had denied and invited him to check my children out. By that time Liana came out and I told her what was going on and she laughed at the silliness. The two policemen talked with one another and I could hear the one saying that not only were the kids happy and having fun, but they appeared not have even been lectured let alone beaten. They apologized and left so I told Liana to get our things and let's get out of there as I had a bad feeling, so we got in our car, got the kids buckled in to their car seats and just as I was about to drive out the police showed up again and drove right up to my car door head on with the lights blaring. They said that they were told that I did not have the rights to see my children unsupervised and when I explained about the court hearing and they asked to see the judges signed order which I hadn't thought to bring with me. I had them use my cell phone to call my ex and her husband answered so the cops asked him if there was such an order. I had told the cops that her new husband had been present in court when the judge signed the order and they received a copy. He told the cops that there was talk of removing the order but wasn't sure the judge had signed the order so they took me to jail in front of my kids watching. It was obvious that she had married someone more like them. Liana had phoned both of my lawyers, the one in Dallas and the one in San Antonio. The one in Dallas finally got back to her and talked the police in to accepting a fax copy of the judges signed order. The police gave me a lecture prior to release that they were not bound to accept a fax but decided to anyway. Wow, great people! NOT! I was released and promptly got my children back that same night. As it turned out I had some evidence that the woman who had reported me was my ex's aunt but I could never totally prove it, however she had the same type of car and color registered to her. I had mentioned that I had a Dallas lawyer because I was accused of pulling a gun on my ex when she dropped my children off for the first visit I had had that would last more than a weekend. I had booked a site at Christmas of 2003 at a KOA campground and we were to spend from Christmas to New Years together. I was in the process of moving to the Dallas area after I move out of my home per the court's order divorce decree so they could sell it, so I rented a large airplane hanger and moved my motor home in there until I got a place, thus the campground. Liana had remained in San Antonio, so I was alone. My ex who was not yet re-married at the time showed up with her girlfriend to drop our kids off and they came in to visit and have a drink. My ex had asked me to bring her a small 22 caliber gun that I had given her for protection some years back and I obliged. She and her girlfriend left and the kids and I began to settle in when the police came up and asked where the gun was and what happened. I told them nothing happened and they said that I had held the gun to my ex wife's head and threatened her! I told them that nothing of the kind had happened and that she was a liar. The law up there states that when domestic violence was reported, they had to make an arrest so they arrested both my ex and me and put us in jail and eventually charged me with deadly conduct. Once I bailed out I said that I wanted to arrange bail for my ex as well and they told me that she got out a day earlier. Meanwhile I received a letter filed with the court by her attorney accusing me of putting a gun to her head and pulling the trigger several times! I think that she would be dead had I done that. Meanwhile I volunteered to go the the county police in the Dallas area to speak with the detective assigned to the case and he asked me if I would put in writing what happened that night and I obliged. She and her girlfriend had already done that so I was informed. After getting a copy of that, you wouldn't believe what they said went down even if I explained it. Two against one! I was indicted on a second degree felony soon after, thus the Dallas lawyer. Both of those women were heavy drinkers and my ex had used meth before and later her girlfriend admitted using meth in her past at a deposition. Meanwhile I was called to the Comal County Court in the county we were divorcing and this lawyer friend of theirs went after me like I was some murderer and the civil judge sentenced me to six months in the Comal County Jail with no warning and had me immediately arrested and taken away. My oldest son was in town from LA to be with me and he was forced to go to my hanger and sell everything I had left for penny's on the dollar because by then I could not afford to pay for the hanger for six months and something had to be done. Had I been bitten by a mean Pit Bull dog, I wouldn't have wanted him treated as we were at Comal County Jail that pig sty! My blood pressure had risen so high that I thought a stroke was imminent and I was begging for some medicine to help me yet refused anything but aspirin.  What I learned about jail, especially this one was that many of the guards were the one's who belonged behind bars that most of the inmates I met seemed like decent people caught up in circumstances that placed them there but that's a story for another time. Meanwhile 2-1/2 months in to my sentence, I was awakened by the guard to tell me that my ex's lawyer was there to see me. It was 11:45 p.m.! I met with him and he told me that the deed I had been forced to sign earlier turning my house over to my ex was lost and if I didn't sign another one he would tell the judge that I was uncooperative and I would remain in jail beyond my sentence. I gave him two conditions before I signed. 1. That I would be let out, and 2. I could see my kids that weekend because he had told me that they were in town with their mother. He agreed, but I ended up spending another 13 days in jail and never did get to see my children, and all the letters I had sent them were sent back to me unopened. The judge then gave me 2 years probation and a fine after release plus her attorney's fees.  I was homeless and my motor home was in Arizona at a friend of my son's house, so I got permission to fly there and pick it up to take to LA to sell on ebay which I did. I needed money badly at that point and practically gave it away. Supervised visitations were once again assigned to me. Meanwhile I was still facing felony charges in the Dallas area. I had appeared on 4 separate occasions for that trial and each time the DA had some excuse of why they couldn't proceed as yet. Finally, there was a green light and I drove up to Dallas for the trial. I had no idea what would happen to me as I was facing 2-10 years, so the night before the trial I phoned my ex to speak with my children and she informed me that "her children had a father now" and it wasn't me! (I still have that on tape along with many other frightening statements my ex had made). This woman had become possessed and brain washed as I see it and I had not given her one reason to have done all of this, but I knew who was behind it all; the man who promised me that he would take them away from me one day and that he did. The night before the trial was the worse night of my life and I felt that I was going nuts. Thank God Liana was with me once again. After pacing most of the night I decided to read the motel provided Bible and turned to a page that gave me words of comfort, so my attitude had changed some and I began to relax a bit. Once at court the DA asked to approach the bench and we were informed that the two witnesses refused to show up to testify against me. I guess they were smart enough to know that some day they would face charges of falsely testifying in a felony case and it was probably the girlfriend who was put up to it all that had changed her mind. The current charges were to be dropped and the DA lady was pissed about that so she had threatened me that if I did not plead no contest, she would re-charge me with not deadly conduct, but attempted murder which carried up to 20 years in state prison! We asked for and were granted a recess, so I phoned my son in LA and informed him. He begged me to take the plea deal which would yield only five years probation. I told him that I wanted to do the right thing and take my chances and he begged like I've never seen him do. I told him I would get back to him. My lawyer informed me that because there would be new charges, he would have to charge me another $15-25,000.00! I phoned my newly appointed San Antonio lawyer and told him what was going on and I had asked that if this could be used in court as I had decided to pursue custody of my children because I did not want them to be raised by such people as her family and she. He said that it would not be admissible in the jury trial for custody so I had decided to accept the plea and use the money for the custody battle. The plea carried with it that if I served my probation properly, my record would be expunged. I served a bit more than two years probation, fulfilled all of the terms early and asked for early dismissal and was granted that. The judge had previously asked me about airplanes and I felt that he smelled a rat in this case anyway. Then the real battle began, that of achieving custody of my two small children. See for more information but the bottom line is that the same court who had jailed me earlier had provided two PHD's and a former Sheriff to serve as social worker to check both me and my ex out. All three knowing the past charges and the times I had spent in jail as well as the false abuse accusations all agreed that the children would be better off with me, a single man instead of their mother! I have had main custody ever since to spite the fact that I was accused as recently as July 2007 of sexual abuse of my daughter where CPS once again investigated and dismissed the accusation after their investigation. My ex wife is at this moment in time 5 months in the rears for the menial amount of child support she was ordered to pay, plus she has not provided medical insurance for the children as ordered, and she even refused to show up for our son's surgery he recently had to have for breathing problems. I had to pay that out of my own pocket. Now we'll go back to court once again and the tables will be turned. She had already been jailed for 8 months for refusing my visitation rights over and over. I got her out after a month because of my children, but I think she may be going back to jail soon sadly.

The main reason I told you all of this is to show how many innocent people are placed in jail, many for life terms or even death due to the many crooked district attorney's who seem to hate the idea of losing an indictment innocent or not. Witnesses are manipulated as is evidence as has been shown time and again. I'll give you a personal example. Prior to my marrying my ex wife, we had appeared in court over a civil matter where I had to sue a man who sold me an airplane he had no rights to do. There were metal detectors at the door of the court so I asked her if she had anything in her purse and she replied she hadn't so in we went. It became break time in court so we went out and upon our re-entry, she set the alarm off so they searched her purse and found a butterfly knife type letter opener, a gift from my brother's girlfriend which she forgot was in her purse. They promptly arrested her and after one huge fiasco, I got her bailed out. That knife was not even sharp, it was a letter opener but because it exceeded the knife length law she was arrested. $3,000.00 later for a lawyer we had our day in court. The letter opener was brought in and it had been haphazardly sharpened on a grinder and one of the pearl handles was missing. That evidence was purposely altered by the authorities!  We still managed to get her off with a slap on the wrist and a fine. Back to the gun incident in the motor home; I had gotten out of jail on bond that Christmas only to arrive back at my motor home and I noticed that someone had put a bullet hole in the dining table to coincide with the fake story my ex and her girlfriend came up with about her girlfriend wrestling the gun from me on the seat cushion while she told my ex to leave the motor home. My motor home had a combination lock on it and my ex knew the combination, so someone got in there and planted a 22 caliber bullet hole! Cops or her family I don't know, but there was plenty of evidence via the direction of the gun shot that had we been where they said we were, the bullet would have hit us or even if it didn't hit us, the trajectory was directed toward the seat cushion that had nary a mark on it let alone a bullet hole, yet the only other hole was on the carpet in a direction that would make it impossible for the bullet to hit unless someone turned the table to shoot and then put it back and there on the floor laid a slug well away from where it had hit. The police said they would not come to investigate that because they had already been in the motor home while I was in jail and now the "new" evidence would not be admissible, but he did admit that if the slug was where I found it, his detectives would have seen it... That hole was not there when I was arrested!

Check these pictures out, evidence of a bullet hole planted after my arrest, but even if it had gone down as they swore to; the cops refused to come back out to see the bullet I found directly below the table's inside edge, far from the bullet hole's impression. BTW, the cops said that they had pictures of the bullet hole and the spent bullet was in very plain sight, yet they claim not to have seen it nor based on her testimony failed to see the impossibility of that hole trajectory being made if our postures were as she described. That blunder cost me about ten years off my life and about $25,000.00 in attorney fees by having to defend myself due to the incitement that should never have been, but they sure wanted a successful prosecution!

DUH!

If you click on the Project Innocence icon at the beginning of this article, you will find that there are friends to those many of whom are servicing life sentences while many others were put to death and later found to be innocent via DNA and other scientific methods and even some who suffer from guilt later telling stories of how the police made them lie or confused them in court about someone charged with a crime.

To me, I would rather see ten criminals let go than one innocent man placed in jail or prison, and I used to feel the death penalty was an acceptable form of justice, but I no longer feel that way because innocent people have been put to death by our society and those we vote into office, but those same ones use the way to get them voted back in to office each time by promising that they will be tough on crime and are tough on crime as sentences have steadily increased for the same crime with time. Rape; 20 years to life?! What if the man was falsely accused by someone like my ex? I have learned that there is much evil out there as I have seen it turn its ugly head toward me on several occasions. 2 1/2 months in jail seemed an eternity to me. How can anyone serve 20 years or more, guilty or not for a crime that did not take anyone's life? I'm not talking repeat offenders or career criminals here, but people who had either made a huge mistake in judgment, got drunk one night and committed some crime that they would not repeat, or those whom are serving twenty year type sentences for drugs that they felt they needed to either make a living or just to escape the reality of their situation from the demanding life and influences we are all subject to and while jail or prison is a reality, isn't it enough to hold people back from society without having to subject them to the many prison systems that aren't even fit for wild animals to live in? Many are treated inhumanly and even kept in a small cell with no windows or anything up to 23 hours per day for decades, and they expect them to act normally when they are finally released! Others are subject to being raped in prison and even beatings. "They had it coming"! No, they didn't have that coming; a life where all HOPE is taken away from many of them, a life of being treated like rabid dogs for God's sake, yet we turn a blind eye toward this ongoing abuse of human beings don't we? Hell, I remember sitting in that Comal jail and once we decided to sing happy birthday to a fellow inmate and we lost TV privileges for three days! You see, once in jail, you are no longer allowed to be a human being! They use the very few "luxuries" such as pencil and paper as a privilege and those privileges are easily removed by any guard who feels he or she was looked at in the wrong way, yet the only violence I saw in jail was from the guards not the inmates. They had put a man in what they call the "hole" across from the disease ridden and disgusting dorm I was in. For what I don't know, but they put that man in there naked. There was no chair, no bed, just a concrete floor with a hole in it for him to relieve himself in. That poor man was wailing noises I had never heard before from another human.  They had a chair in the foyer which looked like an old electric chair and I thought it was just jail decoration until I walked past it one day and saw that they had a young boy of about 17 or 18 strapped in it. I was appalled to see that. He was quiet with his head in the downward position we see in religious depictions of the Crucifixion. All hope was removed from that boy's face and when I complained, I was put in a private cell for a day or so. When we were good, we were allowed to work in the kitchen to prepare some of the most disgusting food I had ever seen. Texas shaped chicken patties that were uneatable so far as I was concerned. Slop, slop, and more slop! The funny thing was the way they treated the illegal aliens. They got the best food and clothing and were given vouchers for the commissary where the rest of us would go without unless someone sent us money. Scuse me?! Non citizens treated with favoritism over others? Sure, it was political as is most of that system of abuse.

How about the black man who is busted for crack cocaine or crank? He gets dozens of years while our movie stars and otherwise "important people" are busted for a more pure type of cocaine and they get a slap on the hand. We all have to realize that those scales of justice at the beginning of this article are not near as balanced as they appear or we would like them to be. Often the justice system is as corrupt as is any criminal they have in jail. I FOR ONE SAY THAT ANY DISTRICT ATTORNEY WHO IS LATER FOUND TO HAVE ALTERED A WITNESS OR EVIDENCE WITHHELD OR TAMPERED WITH SHOULD BE PLACED IN THAT SAME DAMNED PRISON THEY WORK SO HARD TO HAVE OTHERS PUT IN JUST SO THEY CAN SHOW A GOOD RECORD OF CONVICTION, and that is not an uncommon practice, in fact, many of those finally released from jail who had been falsely sent there were fought tooth and nail just to keep them there to spite having seen evidence to the contrary of the conviction, and once they are released, few are given any monetary compensation and many DA's have refused to remove the record which follows them around for life in some cases, yet many of us choose to turn a blind eye to what's going on within OUR criminal justice system.

I think that I had read in the Bible "do not judge lest you be judged", so they had better be enjoying this limited lifetime for all it's worth. They may not like the next one! No, they are not all corrupt but a good many are and even when not, one lawyer may be better than the other; right OJ?

THANK GOD FOR PEOPLE LIKE BARRY SCHECK AND PETER NEUFELD who founded Project Innocence. They have restored HOPE to many falsely accused and condemned prisoners. May God continue to bless their selfless efforts for those who cannot help themselves. I encourage you to visit their website and to help in any way you can, for you never know when it might be you who needs that help!

We need a complete revamping of OUR criminal justice system as we have all seen one guy get off with a particular crime while others get 20 years or more for the same thing. How just is that?!

Here is just one recent example of those wrongly convicted people Mr. Scheck has helped get released: