I'm facing prison. Possibly a long time.
The whole thing's a clusterfuck of a misunderstanding, but regardless, I can't afford proper representation.
The Public Defender strikes me as one with a double digit IQ and a triple digit income, he's no help.
I send him long, concise, well thought out questions which he ignores.
I'm being charged with aggravated harassment in New York state. I wrote some cryptic, vague and poetic words to a cunt that fucked me over. She took it as a threat. I should have cut my losses. I should have known better. Oh well.
He wants to know if I want a jury trial. He's a wimp full of fear. If anything this is a freedom of speech issue. If there was no intent to cause alarm, and there certainly wasn't, they shouldn't be allowed to take hearsay and conjecture and threaten my fucking freedom. It's an outrage, but I"m not surprised. This rotten planet profits from the pain, suffering, misery, and bondage of its human inhabitants.
Some get rich, others eat shit and die.
He Who Goes to Law Takes a Wolf by the Ears
Here's the charge:
Have you ever such vague nonsense in your life?
Regardless. They're profiting from my slip-up and have good reason to.
I'm a very pessimistic man, and have come to accept that the worst case scenario isn't a mere possibility but a likelihood.
I feel stronger than I've ever felt in my life. Maybe it's a Martyr complex. I don't know. Maybe it's the sobriety, the fasting, the introspective thought that's gone into realizing just how shit the planet is and how slothful I've been in my activism.
I just wish I had the money to fight these assholes properly and "beat them to death with their own rules," as a wiser man than me has once said.
Art is long and life is short and success is very far off.
One day I'll have the money to make these cocksucker pay for what they've done. But for now I can only be true to myself and to those that treat me decently.
That's todays word. Decency. When was the last time you've seen it? It's certainly no longer a commonplace staple in today's god-fearing, down-trodden, valueless culturally bankrupt nightmare.
I'll have to look for it when my worries are gone.
P.S.
Thanks for listening. I really do love and respect my freinds here, far more than I've respected anyone I've ever met in the "real world." This planets full of nitwits and assholes. Bluelight hase over 100,000 members. That's what, .02 percent of the world population. You'd think I'd feel more alone, but I don't. I'm glad I have that .02 percent. It's all that keeps me hanging on and fighting this evil shit I deal with everyday.
I don't know why I'm posting this here, I suppose I'm just lonely. I know it's suited for more of a blog post, but I still would like anyones response, advice, wisdom, camaraderie, or whatever may be offered. Selah.
The whole thing's a clusterfuck of a misunderstanding, but regardless, I can't afford proper representation.
The Public Defender strikes me as one with a double digit IQ and a triple digit income, he's no help.
I send him long, concise, well thought out questions which he ignores.
I'm being charged with aggravated harassment in New York state. I wrote some cryptic, vague and poetic words to a cunt that fucked me over. She took it as a threat. I should have cut my losses. I should have known better. Oh well.
He wants to know if I want a jury trial. He's a wimp full of fear. If anything this is a freedom of speech issue. If there was no intent to cause alarm, and there certainly wasn't, they shouldn't be allowed to take hearsay and conjecture and threaten my fucking freedom. It's an outrage, but I"m not surprised. This rotten planet profits from the pain, suffering, misery, and bondage of its human inhabitants.
Some get rich, others eat shit and die.
He Who Goes to Law Takes a Wolf by the Ears
Here's the charge:
Section 240.30 Aggravated harassment in the second degree.
A person is guilty of aggravated harassment in the second degree when, with intent to harass, annoy, threaten or alarm another person, he or she:
1. Either (a) communicates with a person, anonymously or otherwise by telephone, or by telegraph, mail or any other form of written communication, in a manner likely to cause annoyance or alarm; or (b) causes a communication to be initiated by mechanical or electronic means or otherwise, with a person, anonymously or otherwise, by telephone, or by telegraph, mail or any other form of written communication, in a manner likely to cause annoyance or alarm; or
2. Makes a telephone call, whether or not a conversation ensues, with no purpose of legitimate communication; or
3. Strikes, shoves, kicks, or otherwise subjects another person to physical contact, or attempts or threatens to do the same because of a belief or perception regarding such person's race, color, national origin, ancestry, gender, religion, religious practice, age, disability or sexual orientation, regardless of whether the belief or perception is correct; or
4. Commits the crime of harassment in the first degree and has previously been convicted of the crime of harassment in the first degree as defined by section 240.25 of this article within the preceding ten years.
Aggravated harassment in the second degree is a class A misdemeanor.
Have you ever such vague nonsense in your life?
Regardless. They're profiting from my slip-up and have good reason to.
There are approximately 2 million inmates in state, federal and private prisons throughout the country. According to California Prison Focus, "no other society in human history has imprisoned so many of its own citizens." The figures show that the United States has locked up more people than any other country: a half million more than China, which has a population five times greater than the U.S. Statistics reveal that the United States holds 25% of the world's prison population, but only 5% of the world's people. From less than 300,000 inmates in 1972, the jail population grew to 2 million by the year 2000. In 1990 it was one million. Ten years ago there were only five private prisons in the country, with a population of 2,000 inmates; now, there are 100, with 62,000 inmates. It is expected that by the coming decade, the number will hit 360,000, according to reports.
What has happened over the last 10 years? Why are there so many prisoners?
"The private contracting of prisoners for work fosters incentives to lock people up. Prisons depend on this income. Corporate stockholders who make money off prisoners' work lobby for longer sentences, in order to expand their workforce. The system feeds itself," says a study by the Progressive Labor Party, which accuses the prison industry of being "an imitation of Nazi Germany with respect to forced slave labor and concentration camps."
I'm a very pessimistic man, and have come to accept that the worst case scenario isn't a mere possibility but a likelihood.
I feel stronger than I've ever felt in my life. Maybe it's a Martyr complex. I don't know. Maybe it's the sobriety, the fasting, the introspective thought that's gone into realizing just how shit the planet is and how slothful I've been in my activism.
I just wish I had the money to fight these assholes properly and "beat them to death with their own rules," as a wiser man than me has once said.
Art is long and life is short and success is very far off.
One day I'll have the money to make these cocksucker pay for what they've done. But for now I can only be true to myself and to those that treat me decently.
That's todays word. Decency. When was the last time you've seen it? It's certainly no longer a commonplace staple in today's god-fearing, down-trodden, valueless culturally bankrupt nightmare.
I'll have to look for it when my worries are gone.
P.S.
Thanks for listening. I really do love and respect my freinds here, far more than I've respected anyone I've ever met in the "real world." This planets full of nitwits and assholes. Bluelight hase over 100,000 members. That's what, .02 percent of the world population. You'd think I'd feel more alone, but I don't. I'm glad I have that .02 percent. It's all that keeps me hanging on and fighting this evil shit I deal with everyday.
I don't know why I'm posting this here, I suppose I'm just lonely. I know it's suited for more of a blog post, but I still would like anyones response, advice, wisdom, camaraderie, or whatever may be offered. Selah.

