YAM2 - TH Site: Guilding the Lily—The Japanese Looting of Asia in World War II

YAM2 - TH Site: Guilding the Lily—The Japanese Looting of Asia in World War II

This Tiger I did is done in colour pencil it's one my favs. I got the idea from a photo magazine "photobug" or maybe www.popularphotomagazine.com . it was from one of those magazines, im not really into tigers as for content to draw but i just wanted to try it out.

This was done on acid free hard paper, with colour pencil

12 1/2 x 9 1/2

SAY SOMETHING GOOD ABOUT THE DEAD: ORAL ROBERTS IS DEAD - GOOD!

ORAL ROBERTS IS DEAD.

This is great news, I had no idea really and i just found out, I feel happy that another religious fascists bites the dust.

THE SHERWOOD JORDAN FRAME UP, LAST OF THREE PARTS

Here's Mitzie Naple's petition regarding Sherwood Jordan. There's a snail mail address at the end if you want to support the fight.
The undersigned feel Sherwood Jordan is not a threat to society, on the contrary, he is of great benefit to society and we therefore request his pardon from the sentences he is currently serving in the United States Federal Bureau of Prisons. We also have great concern regarding his medical condition (including diabetes, muscular degeneration, high blood pressure, strokes, chronic pain, organic brain disease and possibly early stages of MS) and fear these conditions are not being properly addressed or managed during his incarceration. Therefore, in addition to requesting a pardon based on Sherwood Jordan NOT being a threat to society, we also ask he be granted an early release so that he may have freedom to address these ongoing medical issues in the best possible manner.
For more information google Iron Horseman or snail mail: Mitzie Naples, PO Box 757, Bethel, Maine 04217

FRAMED IN MAINE, PART TWO

Sherwood Jordan lived on 200 acres in Albany, Maine. Sherwood told me that he had an associate named Robert Sanborn who was arrested in this bust. Here's a part of the newspaper article:
"Police arrested Robert Sanborn of Old Orchard Beachin 2007 and found 20 pounds of marijuana in his car. He became a key witness for the government." Mitzie Naples also wrote that although some of Sherwood's co-defendants cooperated with the government, Sherwood chose not to , refusing to provide any information he may have known involving anyone in illegal activity besides other pot smokers. Sherwood sat through his trial with his arms folded and his mouth shut and consequently the governement took everything Sherwood had - his land, the last good ten years of his life (plus 8 years of probation). He's 57 now.
Robert Sanborn borrowed $5000 from Sherwood allegedly to buy a house but Sandborn instead paid off his cocaine debt. Then Sanborn gave Sherwood $500 worth of pot as a partial repayment. That's how Sherwood became points reduction on Sanborn's sentence. The FBI had Sanborn call Sherwood over a two month period and set him up. Sanborn would drop off boxes of pot on Sherwood's land and call him and tell him "Hey, I dropped something off for you."
Sherwood's phone was tapped, and the FBI used 5 of the calls to come up with the charges - Facilitating a Felony drug conspiracy over a land based telephone. Sherwood had no idea that Sanborn was into the coke, and Sherwood was caught with nothing - no pot, no coke. No, it was simply the words of a desperate man who didn't want to spend his time behind bars.
Sherwood showed me a petition that Mitzie Naples has going, which I will share with you after I rant a bit myself.
Sherwood was raped by the United State government on the word of a convicted criminal. Sherwood is 57 years old and not in great health. He has to pay back four million dollars plus 250,000 for each of the five phone calls. If Sherwood lives through this, he will have served 120 months plus 8 years of probation to follow - basically, he got a life sentence. I'm going to break this up into another post coming up next.

FRAMED IN MAINE FOR POT AND COCAINE

There is so much that is wrong with the prison system that I could write thousands of pages on it but right now I want to focus the issue of marijuana law. The laws vary from state to state, and the state i'm talking about now is Maine. What's more the travesty of the so called American justice system and the dispicible use of informants by the FBI.
I've been in Federal prison for almost 4 years and the stories of men and women being jailed without any evidence but the word of snitches is horrifying. In my opinion, NO ONE should be put in jail for marijuana, it should be made legal. Period. (Medical marijuana is legal in Maine).
Here is a horrible example of how snitches are used by FBI and "propondarence of evidence" and other much used phrases like "synopsis, collusion, conspiracy" are used in an indictment.
Here's an example: Say you know someone who gets busted by the Feds, and he's looking at a lot of time, 10, 20, 30 years. All he has to do is tell the Feds that YOU have been selling him a pound of pot every week for a year, let's say for 2 or 3 years, and the FBI will count that up and WHAM - you're finished!
So please allow me to introduce Sherwood Jordan. In March 2008 he was arrested as part of a large drug bust which eventually involved over twenty other people, many of whom were part of the Iron Horsemen motorcycle club and were charged with "conspiracy to distribute cocaine and marijuana". I'm now going to paraphrase Mitzie Naples (Sherwood's POA).
"Although we all know Sherwood was not a member of the Iron Horsemen and he was not involved in cocaine, he declined bail and remained in jail until his trial in May of 2009."
Later, Sherwood told me the whole story, which I will share with you tommorrow. Stay tuned.

CAT SCANS AND COLD HAMBURGERS

Today I went to get my CAT scan done (see results above). I was escorted to the hospital by two FBOP guards, the guard not driving picked me up from my dorm unit and got me dressed out in pants, shirt and a jacket. Normally, we wear overalls. They suck! So the guard who picked me up from my unit says, "So, what's this WhiteChocolateMess website?". I thought, WTF! I asked him if it said that on the papers he was carrying and he says, "No, I listen to your phone calls."
Then he says it's not nice but he has to do it. My guess as to why he told me this was because he wanted me to know all the power he had over me, an alpha male thang. Who knows? All phone calls are recorded but they don't always listen to every one. You can never be sure. I'm then taken down after being shackled both hands around my waist and ankles, and we board a ten man passenger van to cross The Brooklyn Bridge to a midtown Manhattan hospital. Mind you, this is the first time I'm seeing the "outside" in over a year. It's a pleasant shock. There's sun.
People try not to stare but they do, it feels like i'm in a fucking movie, like I'm some horrible mass murderer. On the way there, guard #1 asks me all sorts of questions and I answered as best I could. It was actually nice having somebody different to talk with for a change.
Getting a CAT scan really bites, they inject you with some crap so the radiation can get an image of your insides. It's the biggest damn syringe I've ever seen. The nurse plugged it into a machine and then IV'd into my arm and I felt a horrible heat rush consume me. The radiologist asked me what I was in for so I said I murdered fluffy kittens so I could make my own ugs.
When I got back, I got to eat a nice cold stale hamburger. My big day out in Manhattan!