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Cops, Courts & Conspiracies…

Over the course of some 400 published articles in this blog, I’ve written a number that refer to my criminal case. For easy reference, I will condense here the basic elements that led to that trial, conviction and sentence.

Associate Justice Antonin Scalia...

Associate Justice Antonin Scalia…

The trial itself was a 2-wk affair before a jury in Detroit federal court, Aug-Sept of 1990 before Judge Bernard A. Friedman.

A former Wayne County prosecutor, he was appointed to the bench by Ronald Reagan in 1988. I was his first major trial.

Friedman was never shy about his ultra-conservative politics and his Revisionist-Zionist fund-raising and advocacy of the settler-colonial state of Israel (I was identified as pro-Palestinian). His open adversarial rulings came as a self-described “American patriot.” Today (2013) he is a Senior Judge on the US District Court in Detroit.

The trial is a matter of public record (Case #89-CR-80041-02-DT). Absent any evidence, I was charged with a drug conspiracy, which uniquely under American “justice” does not require a predicate crime.

The conviction was based on the fraudulent testimony of Arthur Abrams and others who opted to “cooperate” in various prosecutions in lieu of terms up to life in prison. Abrams was allowed to continue his cocaine dealing with impunity.

Every so often he would give up a dope client, usually competitors, and/or testify against targets such as myself, in which he was fed his script by the police and prosecutor. This special use of snitches is a fairly routine practice in the American criminal justice system today.

In a later sworn affidavit to a number of attorneys and media sites–including 60 Minutes–Abrams admitted his and the gov’ts perjurious role, but recanted when again threatened with prison.

Make Love--Not War...

Make Love–Not War…

Growing out of the cultural revolution of the 1960s was the social use of certain drugs by youth, especially the counter-culture, Vietnam military and college students.

Those drugs that survived the initial years of this recreational experimentation included marijuana, peyote, LSD and cocaine.

Some turned to dealing these products among their own milieu (either that, or turn to established criminal communities).  Had I sought personal profit, I would have easily acquired great wealth. On one of my private first flights, for instance to Colombia, South America, coke was sold for about $3,000/kilo and got $50,000 in Detroit.

Given the ever-growing drug prohibitions, far greater criminalization followed. Ronald Reagan upped the ante with a major escalation in Nixon’s war on drugs, including draconian sentencing and mass incarceration.

Circa 1983, Colonel Oliver North, the CIA and their contractors (supplying illicit arms to the Contra War) financed their ops with the mass distribution of cocaine in the black urban areas of Southern California (one financial aspect of the Iran-Contra conspiracy).  By converting powder coke to “crack,” they discovered a major marketing development.

Volume-based smokable coke ($5, $10 and $20 rocks) is both affordable and more psychologically addictive.  White-cultured, weight-based powder coke is usually snorted, less addictive and more expensive.

The devastating effect on black and poor communities across the nation was soon clear. By 1984, anyone having a socio-political-consciousness had abandoned dealing in cocaine at all. No more rationalizing excuses….

The attraction for law enforcement and the gov’t was obvious: Forfeiture and seizure of cash, property and effort-free investigation work (they let the snitches do almost all the work…and still do).

From 1973-thru-1989 I was primarily a Criminal Defense Investigator (CDI) for Detroit-area law firms. I worked mostly homicide, rape and drug cases.

In 1988 I was working a state case where my good friend, Larry Genoa, was charged with again dealing cocaine.  If he was, I would have known. In fact, it was an entrapment attempt by SEMCO (one of the many quasi-vigilante groups financed between local police and federal drug laws and money).  Atty Sheldon Halpern argued brilliantly and the judge dismissed the case. But of course, as the defense investigator in that case, I became a focus of certain investigations (despite having abandoned “dealing” back in ’83).

Another relevant case to my subsequent fate was the retrial of Norman Richardson after 11-yrs in state prison on a murder-for-hire conviction.  My investigation of the original police/prosecution led to his retrial and an acquittal by the second jury. I could have saved myself a lot of griefOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Richardson soon went to work for his sister’s Detroit crack organization and attempted to pressure me to give him the names of my “dope clients,” whom he argued he would “rob, kill and share the proceeds.”

Norman’s insistence grew into threats and convinced he was a serious psychopath I reported the situation to friends at Detroit’s Homicide Bureau.  There was nothing they could/would do short of an overt act by Richardson.

One evening matters came to a head. Norman came to my apartment and threatened me “for the final time.”  I answered, “For the final time, NO!” Again, the case is a matter of public record; Richardson brought a knife to a gun fight and I successfully defended myself.

The state prosecutor ruled self-defense, but I soon got a visit from two homicide detectives informing me, “Nick, you better watch your back. We’ve learned that Richardson was a Confidential Informant (CI) working for the FBI. They were apparently using him in a sting-op to entrap you in a crime.”

I can only presume that one or more of my numerous political peccadillos had sparked their interest. It later turned out that the leader of the joint local-federal SEMCO unit was a former lieutenant in the Michigan State Police Intelligence Division (Red Squad) that I was party to having abolished in a suit in state court in LansingSmall world.

Other potential factors included an undercover role I was assigned to by a federal judge to investigate the US Attorney’s office and the FBI in a particular drug/kidnap case. The judge had me paid thru the US Marshal’s Service. This became public and did not endear me to those personnel who received censorious letters in their files from the court.

On December 21st, 1988, Pan Am 103 was blown out of the sky over Lockerbie, Scotland, killing 270 souls. The final destination of that flight was Detroit, MI. I assumed that Detroit-area law firms would be handling some of the future litigation and I intended to be their chief investigator.PanAm103

Given my own investigative and flight experience (Private Pilot, SEL, SES) and personal knowledge of the PFLP-GC and its leadership (then being the chief suspects), I made a number of contacts in the Middle East where I had previously served as an embedded combat-journalist, including the former Bureau Chief for NBC Abdallah Schleifer and others, to connect with Ahmed Jabril, the leader of the PFLP-GC for an interview.

All of these elements came together at 7am, February 11th, 1989, seven weeks after Pan Am 103. My daughter and grand-daughter were taking me to Detroit’s Metro Airport to catch a flight to Nicaragua (and Havana) for the purpose of arranging that interview.

A cohort of super-armed, Ninja-clad and masked SEMCO cops descended on us at the elevator bank. Terrorizing my family, I “consented” to let them into my apartment.

The search warrant, arriving two hours later, revealed that it was based upon the previous June’s secret federal Grand Jury indictment. True to the warning given me by detectives from the DPD Homicide Bureau, I had been added to the “Abram Conspiracy” within a month of Richardson’s demise.  I was never a member of his group, nor associated with any other . . . at least not since before 1983.

Whatever the genesis and associated factors of that prosecution, the feds succeeded in eliminating me from the scene.  I was sentenced to 25-yrs in federal prison plus a 3-yr term of Supervised Release.

I served 16-yrs in High and Medium Security prisons, 4-yrs in Minimum Security prison camps (being assigned to the Air Force for 2-yrs as a dog-trainer, and to the Navy as a Haz-Mat officer for another 2-yrs), a further 2-yrs under home arrest on Elderly Offender status sponsored thru a Congressional Program, and 3-yrs of Supervised Release (concluding all in 2014).

Post Script:  Being essentially a he-said, she-said testi-fest without any viable evidence, my only defense before the jury (aside from denial) was a political one…why were they really prosecuting me? Among others, we subpoenaed the FBI, DEA and the CIA.

The FBI, admitting to some 16-yrs of files on me, testified that they never had any information that I was ever involved in dealing drugs. I made the assumption that they–at least the political division–“did not wish to be involved” in my prosecution (which would have also involved further “discovery” by my defense).

The DEA refused to disclose their files at all by “Executive Order by the president” (Bush Sr.). When one of their agents revealed in court (outside of the jury) that they had already given the files to the US Attorney, the AUSA jumped up and said that there was nothing in the files that they didn’t already have and that they had “returned the files to the DEA.”

Of course, legally this mandated that they disclose the files to the defense.  Judge Friedman abruptly closed the matter with a patriotic speech and quashed the subpoena.

The CIA claimed to the court to have no files on me at all. When my attorney supplied the court with CIA-FOIA files already obtained, the judge gave another patriotic speech, questioned the loyalty of the attorney himself, and quashed that subpoena as well.

Again, these matters were all outside of the jury’s presence and knowledge.

PPS: After my first year in prison, still appealing the case and the relevant files, the CIA informed me that pursuant to another Executive Order all of the files had been destroyed.

That about sums up the case…and justice…

Dr. Publico (Nick Medvecky, PsyD), May 2013… (Updated in 2015 & 2017).

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7 Responses
  1. […]    As w/all super-profiteering enterprises, the CIA, DEA and FBI got tired of trying to catch me competing w/them (after ’83 I had moved on), so the Justice Department finally just framed me into one of their own coke cases in ‘89 and sent me to federal prison for 25-yrs. […]

  2. buck navich says:

    I deeply regret that it took me so many years of my life to SEE the truth. I was a child when this happened to you but your life is one of many in a sea of invisible souls. I clicked the link Arthur Abrams and others. I’m ashamed of We the people for being so duped by the Drug War Propaganda. Sadly the majority of the American Population is still blind. That’s no excuse. Is there a way to INSIST the population to SEE? Ignorance of our government’s persecution of so many people is no excuse. Once given the option to learn the truth, doing nothing, saying nothing, is criminal. Intentional ignorance is also criminal

  3. […] (Disclosure: I also served 20-yrs in the federal prison system, 1990-2010+. But that’s another story…) […]

  4. […] I went to trial and got 25+yrs in federal prison (I served a total of 24, including 20 inside). The links are here, so I won’t burden this article further on that […]

  5. […] me (putting me in their conspiracy). Three did. I was tried, convicted and sentenced to 25-yrs. Long story. From 1990 thru 2010, I attended the American Gulag University (the federal Bureau of Prisons) […]

  6. […] in 2007, in my 17th-yr of a 25-yr federal prison sentence for telling the gov’t my own version of, “More weight!” a la Giles Corey, I was […]

  7. […] conditions. Nevertheless, by the time the gov’t got around to focusing on a variety of my professional and political pursuits circa 1989, and given my refusal to name previous participants, they chose to place me in a […]

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