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Cameron Douglas—Actor, Addict, Snitch…

In a NY Times (May 21st) article, Michael Douglas’s son Cameron (33) is cited as a cause-célèbre in “Doctors Seek New Approach for Jailed Addicts.”

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The only reason that this site follows celebrity prisoners is if a gross injustice is apparent, or there’s an abiding lesson for the rest of us. The original article on this site re Cameron Douglas appeared on June 4th, 2010.  I was more generous on that occasion… more…

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Tim Allen: Actor/Snitch…

Of all those charged in federal court, some 96% “accept responsibility,” plead guilty and opt for some form of plea-bargain.  Many also “cooperate” and snitch out their co-defendants to get extra consideration for themselves. The actor, Tim Allen, is one of those examples.

Timothy Allen Dick was facing natural life in prison in Michigan back in 1978 under the prevailing state law. Instead he turned state’s evidence — the legal term for ratting on your cohorts.

Allen stated that he was fortunate, that he knew 21 others involved as co-conspirators and snitched them out in exchange for a sentence of five years.  He served 2½ years, dropped his last name, and became one of America’s most successful actors. Wonder what happened to all his former “friends.”

The fact is, only 4% of those convicted in federal court plead innocent and face trial.  The alternative is usually a far greater sentence.  Placing the blame and weight on others is the coward’s way out.

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Dementia, Power & the Presidency…

I see that Ron Reagan Jr., has a new book out on his father, the former president, Ronald Reagan.  I also see that he’s getting a lot of flak concerning some of his comments from the corporate media.  Attack even their servile gods at your peril…

Ronny's Promised Land...

 

He spilled the beans on the fact that President Reagan was exhibiting Alzheimer’s symptoms as early as his first term in the White House.

I’m shocked.  Is there anyone out there who was not brain dead at the time unaware of that fact?

On his good days they could trot the president out for a photo-op and to parrot a few lines (although Nancy stayed close to prompt him). more…

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Snitches & Plea Bargains…

Without snitches and plea bargains, there would hardly be a prison system.  Cops would have to actually learn and perform detection work (which is mostly TV fiction), and prosecutors and judges would have to try cases.

Haji Juma Khan

In a system where an abundance of the criminalization of individuals includes a multitude of sin/religious, moral, and consensual crimes, over 90% of felonies charged are plea bargained to avoid trial.

This tends to have defendants grossly over-charged to begin with in anticipation that the charges will later be plea-bargained.  Kind of like the boosted “sales” in many stores…fiction to begin with.  Another gambit is charging, or threatening to charge, family members.  “Cooperate,” and they go free.  Conservatives prefer the idea of justice as “business.” more…

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Speaking of Snitches…

When I served time on a chain-gang in the Old South (1963-65), snitching was practically unheard of.  The one snitch that I recall in general pop where I was at was punked out.  He gave handjobs to all comers for candy bars, and blowjobs for smokes.

Joe Wilson & Valerie Plame

Today’s a different story.  Over 90% of convicts have either “accepted responsibility” and pled guilty for a deal, and/or “cooperated” by snitching out others (even when they had nothing; police and prosecutors would provide) for an even better deal.

Certainly there are rational and responsible reasons for taking a plea—assuming you do so on yourself.  But snitching when you’re a player in the game?  You’re a punk.

These realities don’t exist in a vacuum.  The prison system is a reflection of the people who create and run them.  From the top-down. more…

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Charlie & the Snitch MaSheen…

In the fifth year of my 20-yr federal prison experience (1995), I recall watching the prosecution of Hollywood Madam to the Stars, Heidi Fleiss, on TV.  My kind of girl.  Certainly had more balls than snitch-actor Charlie Sheen—who cooperated w/the prosecution.  Heidi’s assessment of Charlie about sums him up:  “The guy’s a rat!”

Heidi Fleiss

Impressed by Heidi after her conviction for state crimes (tax-evasion, money-laundering and pandering), I wrote a letter to the judge suggesting that they send her to FCI McKean, PA, for community service.  We’d have treated the girl right!  I never got a response.

You’d think that Charlie would’ve grown up at some point.  He’s certainly a successful actor.  The behaviors he managed to get tagged for are relatively impressive.

I always get a charge outta all-too-many in the public who believe that those in prison are criminals. Given my direct experience as a criminal/civil investigator out of Detroit for 17-yrs, 25+yrs in assorted jails and prisons throughout the world, a PsyD as a doctor of forensic psych and 50+yrs as a revolutionary political activist, I’d guess that easily some 85% of those in the American Gulag do not belong there.

To start with, think of all the top criminals in America–the majority of the wealthy corp-elite–who are running around scot-free…or their self-entitled “little snakes…”

At 16, Charlie got busted for reefer.  At 17 for the fraudulent use of credit card numbers.  At 25—already long exhibiting out-of-control behaviors and addictions—he “accidentally” shot his girlfriend, Kelly Preston.  She survived to go on and marry John Travolta.

Denise Richards

Over the years, he’s had an impressive series of girlfriends and marriages, all ending in abusive situations—including a number of threats and near homicides with weapons.  Charlie likes his drugs, especially coke.  But unlike the vast majority of folks, he can’t say when

Of course, what do you give a man-boy who already has an excess of female adulation?  Why, of course:  Kayla the Coxx-man.  His latest fling was Ms. Coxx (Warning: VERY explicit).  Heidi Fleiss calls Kayla “a chick with a little something extra…”

Kayla Coxx

Ms. Coxx is an incomplete transsexual.  Normally, in assessing the truth of such a relationship, I’d have to figure that Charlie’s too smart to out himself.  However, Charlie’s not the sharpest knife on the block…  Given his addictions, lack of maturity, and a rich fantasy life along with an incapacity for limited self-gratification, I’d definitely entertain a syndrome for homoerotic self-love.

Many confuse the feelings between homosexuality and homoerotic behaviors.  That confusion can lead to extreme swings of philiac or phobic reactions.  A homosexual is an individual who has the capacity for a full love relationship with a person of the same sex, usually known and realized.    

   Homo-eroticism is an expression of self-love.  The psychic object is on one’s own genitals, not the other person per se.  While it may assume participation with others, that is not necessarily the primary focus.  Psychologically and therapeutically, there’s a significant difference.

But enough of Charlie.  I’d say we’re only going to be treated to more of the same so long as he’s socially functional (and people continue to enable him and put up with his bullshit).  Update: In fact, Charlie found some justice in apparently acquiring HIV

Heidi’s more interesting.  As a pre-teen growing up in the affluent LA neighborhood of Los Feliz, California, Heidi organized a very successful baby-sitting service, discovering a formative capacity for business.

In her 20s, Heidi became a Hollywood Madam.  She never had to recruit her girls.  University students, aspiring models and actresses (no shortage there) flocked to her by word of mouth.  She charged from $1500 to $1 million for their services.  Her girls flew all over the world.  They kept 40% plus tips.  Heidi became a multi-millionaire.

The usual assortment of established pimps and prostitutes became jealous and ratted her out.  The cops that weren’t on her payroll soon enough set up a sting and entrapment operation to shut her down.

She was busted in ’93 by the state and later by the feds.  She was convicted in a couple of celebrated cases and served a total of 3 yrs.  Charlie Sheen—who was only one of two tricks to be exposed (the clown paid by check)—voluntarily testified that he paid Heidi some $35,000 for sex with her girls.  (Charlie liked them real young-looking and usually in school-girl costume.)

Charlie didn’t have to testify, but there it is.  That’s his character–or rather, the lack of it…

Dr. Publico (Nick Medvecky, PsyD), October 2010…

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Knights o’ the Post…

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised when I read in a recent issue of the Memphis Commercial Appeal that one of the most iconic of movement photographers, Ernest C. Withers, was apparently a closely-supervised, paid informant for the FBI: #ME-338-R.  (The R is for Race.)

The news media has so far gathered FOIA files of his informant status for the years 1968 thru 1970.  While thousands of pages have been revealed, the FBI refuses to release other documents.

As far as the civil rights and black movement was concerned, Withers and his camera were everywhere.  Dying back in 2007 at 85, he had covered everything from the old Negro League baseball and the Memphis Blues scene, to the Emmett Till case (1955), Little Rock high school integration (1957), Ole Miss and James Meredith in ’62, up thru the last hours of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. in ’68.  Withers learned his craft in the Army during World War II. more…

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Alexandra Natapoff & Secret Justice…
I was told a couple of prisoners took a swan dive off the 80’ bluff in the quarry, so that’s why they had us all chained together.  We worked from “cain’t-see-to-cain’t see.”  Not very efficient use of labor, but that was the point.

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     We hammered and chipped and chiseled slate rock blasted out of the quarry side into “builders,” blocks about 8” deep by 3’ square.  I’d guess maybe 2-to-300 pounds each.  They were used by the TVA and other projects to build bases for bridges and dams.

     One of the first lessons I was taught in the South is if you’re from up North, you’re a “yankee.”  If you’re from up North and come down South, you’re a “damn yankee.”  And if you’re from up North, come down South, and try to tell them folks how to run their affairs, then you’re a “God-damned Yankee!”  You might guess my status…  It was 1964.  The name of my enemy was Jim Crow. more…

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Snitch City…

I’d been down long enough to recognize that the guy sitting alone at the 4-man table in the chow hall was new.  I sat down and he soon became chatty enough.  New here, but not new to the system…

He was in on a 7-year bit.  But what caught my attention was his mention that it was his third felony offense—all for armed bank robbery!  Here I am with a 25-year hit for a first offender drug case (in fact, conspiracy…not a drug in sight), and I’m looking at this guy, maybe 35, with a big grin across his face.  Hell, I was in the wrong business! more…

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Prison Experience & Honor…

Rufus was the first to get up and change the TV channel.  “Hey, Ruf!  That’s Tim Allen.  I wanta watch that show,” complained one of the prisoners.    

BOP Prisoner #04276-040

     “Yeah? Well, he’s Dick to me!  I ain’t watchin’ no snitch on TV.  There’s plenty enough of ‘em around here already,” Rufus replied, glaring at the speaker.

     “What’re you talkin’ about, he’s a actor…”    

     “I’m from Detroit.  He’s from Detroit.  Back in ’78 he got caught with a kilo of coke.  He was facing life.  He bragged about how lucky he was…he knew some drug dealers he could turn in to save his own ass.  That’s a snitch.  Period.  End of fucking argument.”   more…