OCSD...Welfare and Child Protective Services

I can remember sharing a cell with a pregnant woman in the Oakland County Jail. She was there on an old warrant that she was sure she had cleared up. She said she was five months pregnant, but looked about three. She had two other children, and so I asked her if she was on drugs. She was pale and sickly looking, because of the dark circles beneath her eyes. At five months and on her third child, she should be nice and full. Women having their first baby, can wear their regular clothes up until their sixth month. I could barely tell this woman was pregnant. She had been really sick with this pregnancy she said, and she had been going through it with DHS and the police. A police officer had come to her house and found it open, went through her entire house and had told DHS that she didn't have any food in her fridge. He said that no one was home, but that the front door had been left open and he had just walked in. Looking around, he said that the house was disgusting and they needed to come to the house and "check things out". 

He called DHS on her! I had never heard of that in my life! The police walking into someone's house, assessing the situation and calling Child Protective Services, and I have live in Pontiac all my life with low-income families and crooked police. This cop, came into her situation and gave her nothing, but hell. She had a problem with drugs in the past and her children had been involved in another case. She and her husband had made some bad choices. But now she was trying to live her best life, the best that she could. She just wished that the police would leave her alone. She began to cry and I didn't know what to do. I stood up and reach my hand out and touched her shoulder. You have to be careful in jail, because some women try to use situations like that one to have sex, because you hug them. I kept my distance, because she was an addict and didn't look pregnant at all. The bump she had could have been left over fat from the other two children. She was taken out of my cell that afternoon. The next time I saw her, she was sitting outside on a bench with another girl laughing it up. I asked her where she was living, and she said "Upstairs". I thought, "Oh, she's arrived". Only the really good prostitutes end up in E-2.

E1-Annex-OCJ

This wasn't the first time that I heard about the police having contact with DHS and a OCSD prostitute. Shelly, a Trustee, had a boyfriend in jail. A Sergeant from upstairs in the Men's PODS. She was a Trustee who really didn't care for me. One day, I had given her a note and told her that she could help me by getting the women together and complaining on the jail and the deputies. She never answered my note. Instead, she stood at the door next to mine and spoke loud enough for me to to hear. "My Mom has my son. I've been on the streets getting high for a while now. I just gave them full custody. I would never want him to leave there. I had a good life, but messed it up. I want him to be happy, and my Mom would die if he ever went anywhere." I listened with intent, but really didn't know what she meant. The only reason why I gave her the note was because she had been so nice. The idea that she was an addict struck me, but now I know the difference jail makes. At that time, I had only been to jail for a few months and had only been there once. After being sent back three to four times, I realize they leave thick and return a month later thin as a rail. With their minds all messed up!

Probation is a set-up. PA-511 or whatever is a joke, and J.A.W.S. is a program that can cut non-violent offenders time in half. Shelly was in J.A.W.S. If it was found out that she was in cahoots with me, she would have to do the entire year for armed robbery. Yep, armed robbery that gets you two years for the gun. Shelly had robbed a gas station at gun point. She had been high and needed more drugs. But with armed robbery, you get two years for the gun. Shelly got a year, and with J.A.W.S. she got six months. Programs with no time cuts or slight time cuts were almost empty. I was on meds while there and I got called out at least once a month to be in a program. J.A.W.S. Is always full, they file out in groups of 13-15 women. They're usually Trustees, the biggest whores in the jail; male and female. They hurry up and serve lunch to "get ready for J.A.W.S. They can trade sex for J.A.W.S. And the deputies get their "Roy Scheider" worth. The other programs, not so much. Shelly got mad at me when I found out and yelled it across the POD.

She and another prostitute had set-up in our POD to watch television. You can do that as a Trustee, the jail is yours. I yelled at her, "It must be nice when you can turn up the TV [It was too loud and she didn't live there] when you only got six months for armed robbery". She and the other prostitute contrived a scheme, she poured pee under my door. Shelly, our Trustee, refused to clean it up. I had pee under the front of my door for at least 20 hours. I flushed the towel that was soaked in urine and Beane turned off my water. I had to live with bowels in my toilet for about four. All because I found out Shelly escaped a prison sentence on "Armed Robbery". I took a bottle of water and poured about four cups under my door. They had to come clean then. They told Ms. Thomas that they were going to "fix" me. She was like, "No your not, you should have cleaned that up yesterday." Clap it up for Ms. Thomas. I felt stupid thinking Shelly was a nice person. She had looked up at me and said, "That's what you get for calling people a prostitute." Still not afraid I replied, "You got six months for armed robbery, what else could you be?" She might not be a bad person, but she had took a time-cut for a really serious crime. What about her son?

DHS is taking people kids for their silence. In 2013, a woman told me that Alicia was in trouble with DHS. I had met her in 2011, while in jail. Click her name and read her story. Supposedly, she had two other children than the one she had. DHS had come to her house and took all of her children. The same thing with Amber and her son. Another young woman they were using in OCJ, while I was there. They spend time with social workers and they help them keep the women in line, by threatening to take their children or taking them for a time. I remember, I was trying to get custody of my nephew. The social worker showed up at court and told my sister, his guardian that she didn't even need to show up. She had a letter that was single spaced and looked just like a police report. My sister, who still is benefiting from police protection, after stabbing her husbands cousin that he was having an affair with. They have wiped her record clean. Her grandchildren are gone, my nephew, who she got to keep is an unemployed grocery store worker, isn't doing anything with his life. Her children are doing well, but other children who lived in her house are not.

Kids go missing

DHS just throws money to people, to take care of those children that people don't want. My sister was obviously getting plenty, she denies it, but had to move out of her $1,300 apartment in Waterford, shortly after her grandchildren and our nephew had moved out. She kicked my nephew out the house, when he turned 18 and she couldn't get anymore money for him. Her grandchildren's father got on his feet and got his children back. DHS doesn't care about the children, and if Shelly betrayed them they would have uprooted her son from where he was happy and healthy to punish her for telling what she knows. She said while she was talking to the woman next door that she hadn't did much for him all his life, but letting her parents keep him was the best thing she could do for him and something that she could do that proved she cared. I swear, when an addict gets clean, sometimes you can't touch their love and compassion...Sometimes.

I told you that I'm supposed to be getting punished for my antics at Meijer. my bank accounts have been drained and I'm penniless. All my bills have been paid, and I just can't get any White Castles. Many of the people coming into Meijer are the same people that robbed Sears blind. They are cops mostly that use drugs and steal to support their habit.  Gays who aren't real police, real police and born not hired. These people are homosexuals who work a good job. I read it in a book I got at OCC's library. Its their purpose to keep me broke enough that when I do go back to work, I'm hungry enough to steal. Well, God provide that I never get that hungry. They even got my mother as part of it. I've been getting food stamps since I got out of prison in 2008. I started working in July of this year, and in August they gave me $15 worth of food stamps. Another favor I figure for the Oakland County Sheriff's Department, since I was preventing them from eating. You know they patrol Rochester Hills, where my store is located. I thank God for angels...My angel.

I made an appointment for a conference with the case worker and her boss. The woman who made the appointment was nice on the phone, but nasty in person. She actually got into my face and pointed a karate-chop at me. I asked her to step back. She actually said one thing on the phone and another in person. Then looked at the other woman and rolled her eyes. The other woman was a big Black monster and I thought I was about to have to get into a fist fight. The other woman was making copies and I was trying to speak nicely to the "sistah". Oh, she was nasty, and I told her so. "I'm going to call Lansing about this one." I said, and the Black one came to security and asked them to escort me out, when I wasn't even the one being rude. I asked the copies woman to step back. She was the one that lied about the meeting. Security got up, and took me to the elevator. He was this young kid with a cold that I had told before that I hoped he felt better. When we got in the elevator and the door shut, he confessed that a lot of stuff goes on at the office. He and the other security guard never looked at the situation, because it seemed that even as security they didn't want to be involved.

They probably had to be on the State workers side, and I don't think they felt they were always right. I'm sure that the Oakland County Sheriff's Department knew I was coming. They control the Pontiac DHHS Offices, and all the crackheads that work there. The White woman that worked the front desk had an attitude from the beginning. I understand why the drug dealers are at city functions and event. Drug dealers control drug people, I'm not sure politics in Pontiac are for me. And there was another small Latina there that smirked the names of the people who I was supposed to meet with. The amount of EBT benefits are relatively small. I just can't stand the way I was treated. I will be following up with that hearing and judge, although in the past, going before a judge isn't going to do me any good. They are as big a crooks as the social workers and OCSD. I knew it was all a set-up, because on my way down Saginaw, a OCSD cruiser met me beside the courthouse and pulled out in front of me. We were stopped at the light and I recorded the video shown below, privilege is everything. Now, with them patrolling these streets it's back to Jim Crow. It used to be ignorant low-class Black folk treating us badly, not with OCSD the White folk are back in charge, and it's low-class Whites taking us back to Jim Crow...Stay tuned!

Meijer: FIRED!

Meijer

I've been telling y'all that there is a cartel that operates in Oakland County. It's a bunch of White people that engage in illegal activities that include stealing, prostitution, drug dealing and quite possibly murder. See, somebody let that man out of prison to kill Machekia and her two young daughters. I know that's probably what opened the eyes of the FBI, to these people and their criminal activity. We worked together at HQ that is now Costco, out on Telegraph in 1996. She was a part of the cartel back then, but she really didn't know the depths of it all. I remember her, she was quiet and attractive. She went from boy-to-boy. None of us talk about it. I see the best of them, and they are still in the game. Everybody except Machekia she's dead. Murdered by a man who was let out of prison on "accident". Nobody leaves prison on "accident". We all know our out-dates, who got a motion in and any potential technicalities that could get us home earlier. It's what we all live for and it never happened. Everyone goes home on their date. He was let out on purpose. He was let out to kill her, and that ain't right. Her brothers are in jail. I think "Bay" was in at that time. Paul McDougal was at all his court dates, concerning her, but he didn't work her case.

They are police, and you know I know that. They are court administrator, deputies, employees of Oakland County, Prosecutors, bail-bondsmen and grocery store owners. They are on school board, city councils and the fire department. From what I see they are truck driver, plumbers, electricians, cable, DTE, and  "Grace" and "Pohoa" truck drivers. Two of them tried to run me off the road the other day on M-59 and I-75. "Pohoa" came beside me at 100 mile an hour with my 75 year old mother in the car. The White men that work in the quarry on Auburn on my way to Walmart and Meijer, can throw dust in their big red and yellow trucks, but not one of them will stop and do anything. They are making me write this. These White men are cowards and no matter why they do this, they are still are weak and low men. So, what do I really care about their scare tactic? My mother said I should be afraid, and I say she should believe in God. Not just call on him in time of trouble, but everyday, every hour, minute, second of your life, live for his glory. Then, and only then will life flow in the supernatural for you and every incident simply makes him clearer. Hey, I'm richer with every experience.

My mother told me that I shouldn't say that. I get my hair crocheted, because the top of my hair is thinning. I had a girl to do it, and they got to her and she done lost her mind. Last time she braided my hair, she pulled it so tight, I got those little bumps and you know what that means. She's trying to take all my hair out on the sides. They probably told her that I'm not gay, told her that I don't use drugs and never had and that I have more stuff than I should as a felon. But if we survive, we are resourceful. A felon that spent more time in jail and prison that she has at home the last 15 years. People want to see you fail, and I want to see me win. I'm so glad I got my life in my hands. I've come further than most people my age their entire life. I love myself.

When I started working at Meijer, I said "I need money!" I would go to work, do my job and go home. First full day of orientation this guy, Derrick, who is "suspect" verbally attacked me. He went on the same way. He would have these "Drama Queen" moments. I mean, he would literally have a "fag attack". See these men and women of this ring are homosexual, too. They like men-on-men or women-on-women sex. Derrick was obsessed with me, because I wouldn't steal. Megean worked mid-nights and spent her two-hours with me trying to find out if I was stealing and she kept touching my stuff. One night, she did something to me and made me mad. Oops, sh drew first blood. I like John Rambo. So, I called and told on her. I had seen her giving away stuff to two different women. I didn't steal, and thought she couldn't do anything to me. Boy, was I wrong! Derrick called me into the office on the premise that I was coming back late on my breaks. 

Well, he just asked for my badge, after I asked to go home. I never said that I was quitting, but that's what he told the union. I'm not dumb at all, and I called the union, because although I'm not in it, they got to represent me. They did at least, but not correctly. Even after I had told the union man that he was breaking the rules, he still had a woman call me and tell me a lie. He didn't like me, because I told the people that I didn't want him talking to me, while I'm working. Besides, it's against the law. So, he made it up in his mind that he wasn't going to represent me, if I wasn't paying dues. Got his union steward, a thief, to harass me and get involve with Derrick and his schemes to fire me. It was all too much, but I just told on everybody. That's what you get when you draw first blood. I do what I do. Call it snitching or call it "rat" behavior. But if you leave me alone, I surely will leave you alone.

My man didn't want me working there, anyway. All those people came, just to look at me, like at Sears. They would stand in my line and allow me to ring their groceries. I know how Geoffery Owens felt now! During the same time they fixed my bank account so that all my money wasn't coming out the way it's supposed to. My bank didn't pay my car payment in August. My stupid butt didn't notice, but I think they hadn't paid for three months. They know I love to spend from the amount of boxes left on my door step, by their inept, drug dealing UPS, USPS and Fed EX workers. Purity Products who they refused to pay, when I had money, they waited to pay when I was at my last $100. Thy paid them twice for a total of $90. So, I had to gather all of their shit and send it back. I closed my USAA accounts and went back to Genysis. When I got there, Keranique took $80 of the $285 I put in there.  Leaving me with $195 and not enough to get new insurance. I had insurance through USAA, who was pillaging my accounts on the cartel's behalf. 

I had called and got insurance, but Keranique had come in and took $80 from three months before. I don't have any idea why they even knew that money was there after less than 24-hours. But I put it in on Monday and it was gone Tuesday. So, as far as they are concerned I was broke and didn't have any insurance. Well, Steve paid my insurance. He won't have sex with me or be seen with me, but he's paying my bills. However he did, it must not be able to be traced to him, but they are driving cars in front of me with the front the bashed in. My life is his life, and for me to drive with out insurance is his liability, in his opinion, I beg to differ. They even had someone call my home and tell my mother that I'm wanted for tax fraud. She panicking, and I told her that the Federal Government would never tell her my business, and would send me a letter first. I heard that on one of Mildred Gaddis' shows on the Gospel Station. Besides, Steve would never let me commit fraud because, that's his fraud, too, in his opinion. My opinion differs. He doesn't want me to get a Master's, because that's another $70K he doesn't have.

Walsh the college I attend is full of fake degrees. At least they were, they made sure that I had them all, because I would expose anyone that gave me a grade that was less than I felt I deserved. I always deserved an "A", and of course they are racist, not all of them, but the instructors I had. One of them, a fake PhD. was born and raised in Dearborn. So, you know what she was about. She accused me of plagiarism. Simply because I opened my paragraphs with conjunctive adverbs such as, "likewise", "furthermore", "moreover" and "in addition", those should have been all capitalized, but I didn't want to do it that way. Creative licenses. She didn't think a Black person understood those terms to be able to use them, effectively. Soon after, there I go, again. The school adopted a plagiarism contract box be checked,before we submit our papers on-line. She was the head of the communications department. Lower cased, because it's a joke. Fake PhD and all, and accusing me of cheating. Creating changes to the rules to catch me. So, I wrote the accreditation company a letter that caught her. If that's snitching, well that's another time I'm guilty of it. Oh well...

They have Feds on their "Conspiracy" Team and they troll me on television. They got that under control. I think. I go to Meijer and get gas and play "Benny and the Jets". I wish that Steve does, too. Fox News followed him to the gas station once, and I wonder if they following him, too. Probably, because the police is so dirty to the police. These are the same people who visited HQ, but now it's their children and grandchildren, too. They can't believe it's me, it's been three generations and I'm still here. Michelle Bell was still stealing out of Rite-Aid the last time I check. She used to get all the barbers their good in 1996 out of Concord. "Uncle Alan: Sidewalk City" was another one of their piggy banks they used to get things done, along with the Motor Cycle Club. You remember the Motor Cycle Club; right? That's where I had supposedly began stalking Gross in 2010. All those men were there. The same men who came to the backdoor when the alarm company called and said the backdoor was ajar. Machekia Daddy was there, too. The man I saw crying on TV when his grand-baby was found lying in their bed dead. With his other grand-baby walking in death.

It was an elaborate plan. They probably started telling him about her affairs in prison. My brother, in prison, gets news that I don't even know out here. They know he crazy, a murderer and woman beater. So, they fill his mind with lies. The same way they do with me, today. Except, they are so much smarter these days. They are hip to all their tricks and they have far more people on their side than those inside their little groups. How they drag me on "Wendy", there is really no where you can run. You gotta beat these people at their own game, and I think it's working, but the Feds are so slow. Why does a man hang around people that killed his daughter? Fear...Pure and simple. It's so deep that I saw a prostitute at my school. A ring-leader in a robbery ring. She calls herself "Black Diamond" and I'm sure she still does. 

I can't remember her real name, because she insisted on being called "Diamond". We were in the intake cell together. She was coming to prison for the first time and I was coming back on a writ. We were all talking about our case, something people say your not supposed to do. Everyone in prison talks about their case, motions they file and out-dates. That's why we all know that man being let go on "accident" is a lie. She told us what she had done. As a stripper, she would have private dancers with her clients/tricks. She would invite them to her house for a "real" experience. When they got there, they were greeted by two of her "friends", forced to give up all their money and if they didn't have that much, they were taken to the ATM. Once there, they would check their balance and take out as much as the could and give it the "friends". The "friends" were big and burly bouncer types. She got away with it for a long time, because the men had wives and families they didn't want to know.

Interesting enough, she did it to one guy that had no family. No wife, no kids and nothing to lose. He went to the police and she and her "friends" were arrested. She got seven(7) years for her deeds, because they found several of her "clients" she'd robbed. Imagine my surprise to see her roaming the halls of Walsh College one night, after Stats class last spring. Ironically, that the class where my instructor was calling me at all hours of the night, complaining about his wife and giving me the answers to the quiz, while Steve listened to him pant and complain. I wished I could let him know, so he could shut up, but Steve needs to know that he's not the only man that finds me attractive. We embraced and laughed, elated to see one another. I was happy to see that I'm not the only one who didn't let adverse circumstances ruin their idea of doing good. 

Then I asked myself, "What in the hell is she doing here?" She's a prostitute! Then I remembered Paula. She was recaptured in Troy, after leaving OCJ without prostituting, because she had income tax money and didn't need their food to survive. Troy Police quickly picked her up leaving one of the upscale bars out there. I remember her telling that was one of the best places to pick up tricks. The men weren't bad looking and they were very generous. Sadly, however, she couldn't always tell who was and was not a cop. Those Vice Cops never want to exchange a blow-job for freedom. Patrol Cops will 9 times-out of 10. Th likelihood that Walsh College's faculty and administration frequented those bars are very likely.  The idea that "Black Diamond" is attending Walsh College, because one of her regular teaches there or is an administrator is very likely, too. 

A man came into Meijer once and flashed his Walsh ID card. Not only that, but she might be going to school free. There were two students in my Finance class that names didn't match those on the roll. I believe that faculty at Walsh get free tuition and a guy who taught there a few years ago was in my class, even if on Link'd In he has moved on. I can't release his name, because I still have one class to go, before I tell the entire story and name names. No lawyer in Oakland County will touch me at this point. When the big arrest that is going to go down happens, I'm untouchable. That day is coming soon. Then people will understand the strain an indictment can have on a family. It can separate you and tear you a part. Here's the definition of Conspiracy:

·          An agreement between two or more persons to engage jointly in an unlawful or criminal act, or an act that is innocent in itselfbut becomes unlawful when done by the combination of actors.

Conspiracy is governed by statute in federal courts and most state courts. Before its Codification in state and federalstatutes, the crime of conspiracy was simply an agreement to engage in an unlawful act with the intent to carry out the act.Federal statutes, and many state statutes, now require not only agreement and intent but also the commission of an Overt Act in furtherance of the agreement.

Conspiracy is a crime separate from the criminal act for which it is developed. For example, one who conspires with anotherto commit Burglary and in fact commits the burglary can be charged with both conspiracy to commit burglary and burglary.

Conspiracy is an inchoate, or preparatory, crime. It is similar to solicitation in that both crimes are committed by manifestingan intent to engage in a criminal act. It differs from solicitation in that conspiracy requires an agreement between two or morepersons, whereas solicitation can be committed by one person alone.

Conspiracy also resembles attempt. However, attempt, like solicitation, can be committed by a single person. On anotherlevel, conspiracy requires less than attempt. A conspiracy may exist before a crime is actually attempted, whereas no attemptcharge will succeed unless the requisite attempt is made.

The law seeks to punish conspiracy as a substantive crime separate from the intended crime because when two or morepersons agree to commit a crime, the potential for criminal activity increases, and as a result, the danger to the publicincreases. Therefore, the very act of an agreement with criminal intent (along with an overt act, where required) is consideredsufficiently dangerous to warrant charging conspiracy as an offense separate from the intended crime.

According to some criminal-law experts, the concept of conspiracy is too elastic, and the allegation of conspiracy is used byprosecutors as a superfluous criminal charge. Many criminal defense lawyers maintain that conspiracy is often expandedbeyond reasonable interpretations. In any case, prosecutors and criminal defense attorneys alike agree that conspiracycases are usually amorphous and complex.

For once the drug dealer has a chance to turn on the cops.

Nathaniel Abraham is me...

Me after a stay in OCJ and two months later

I just read an article in the Detroit News. It read that Nathaniel Abraham is being tortured in the Oakland County Jail (OCJ). I know a few things about that first hand. Well, I guess a story like that would never appear in the Oakland Press. They are bought and paid for by Oakland County. When I was accused of stalking Val Gross in 2010, they printed an entire story about me and my situation. They even printed stories about both the times I was found incompetent to stand trial. They failed, however, to print one single story about my acquittal. Not one word about how Gross had lied about the 30 phone calls and not a word about prostitution or torture either. So, the people of Pontiac, can hold their breaths waiting on any kind of justice coming by way of the Oakland Press. We can put the emphasis on "Oakland" and forget the "Trumping Press". Question: Who goes looking for an assailant out on a $100 bond, for a misdemeanor bench warrant? I had a felony bench warrant and nobody came looking for me. Something is up! You can read the article here:

Detroit News Article, "Abraham tortured"

His attorney, a man named James Galen, is quoted saying "...He is in what amounts to solitary confinement. in a cell - - 23 hours a day - - no other human contact, commissary, no TV, no books, nothing" That is my story. When I was first arrested and put in OCJ, I was moved to the "Disciplinary" side of E-Block, almost immediately. Let me explain how they get you there. They use other inmates to torture you. If you read my blogs, you will understand what I mean. Mr. Beane, the women inmates in E-Block's "Daddy", was the best at that kind of torture. They move inmates that they own to your Pod, but they usually are already there. Eating free "hot food" and commissary, already. I want to see if Nathaniel will be emaciated like me at his next court appearance. Living on OCJ food alone, will cause massive weight loss and suffering. They plain and simply start a fight or argument. When you get so upset that you can't take the picking and loneliness. They pick with you and ostracize  you and you simply snap. You end up either fighting or cuss somebody out, or in my case cuss a whole pod filled with women out. I can recall standing up and shouting, "Fuck all y'all Ho's!" The deputies rush in knowing exactly what they're going to do. But just in case they missed it, someone yells and points at you, "It's all her fault! She's arguing with everybody!!!" Nathaniel is an easy mark, because of past incidents, and Oakland County will exploit those for ratings and convictions.

The Sergeant then points at you and says, "Pack up, you're going to the other side!" And just like that, your moved from among the other inmates into a whole new world. They do the men differently, however, and don't give them anything in solitary hell. No books, no commissary, TV or nothing. Just like Mr. Galen said, it's torture and hell. Women would lose their minds in a hell like that. Plus, that's usually where Beane puts his "girls". You know, the ones he's going to prostitute? With the men prostituting male inmates are different, those inmates are usually Trustees. So, don't believe that Nathaniel is being prostituted. I stopped that when I first heard of him fleeing arrest and taser incident. I posted that he was being targeted for prostitution, on every media website reporting on the incident and had banter with several others aware of the situation at the jail. I pissed off a few when I said that I had never heard a judge quiet a defendant so much, as Martinez did in his arraignment. I had a young woman yesterday, tell me that OCSD are already "messing" with her like Alicia, my little runaway. If before Martinez for arraignment, he would sell her down the river, because that's what they want him to do. They get something on everybody. The police knows everybody secrets. So, actually Martinez isn't a bad man, just a man with something to hide!

They don't know that it was Martinez that sent me to jail in 2011, after I failed to secure a GPS tether. He claimed that he was going to do some research on a "free" tether that the jail offered. It's called a "Sheriff's Tether" and is only handed out to a few inmates for minor offenses. Did I tell you that I was being bound over on an "Aggravated Stalking" charge? That's up there with "Armed Robbery", "Assault" and any violent crime "less than murder". So, a so-called "free" tether was out of the question for me. Furthermore, those tethers are left for their best prostitutes, and only after you've been in hell, I mean jail for a short period of time. Women who get those tethers are usually "Retail Fraud", "DUI" offenders and smaller drug offense "Less than murder". Believe that Martinez knew all of this, but he knew where I was headed, and he knew what most likely would happen to me. He wanted to make me believe that he was trying to "save" me from prostitution. Guess what, Miguel, I made it! Dios saved my soul. I hope you know him, too! 

See, they have Nathaniel all set up to take the fall. He's a child murderer, but America has forgiven him for that. So, they bring up situations in prison where he fought with prison guards. That which is ideal for this new case, where he supposedly has fought four Oakland County Sheriff Deputies. I have something to say about that, too. First, it would take three or four OCSD to hold an accused down. They are so sorry that Shaman got beat-up by a female inmate in 2002. The woman was sent to prison for her deed, too. He then ran me into an open door taking me across the hall to E-Block. He couldn't handle me, although after getting beat-up by the other female, he had started lifting weights and gained a few pounds. These men look exasperated as the other deputies pull up on the scene. "Tase him!" They yell at the new deputies on the scene. How about you three sorry souls get this one man under control! How bout that? Pee-Wee the little deputy, I see in the picture is barely five-feet-five. He gets his nickname, because, Crystal says he has a small penis. Like Shaman, they call for help. Like me, Abraham was then accosted by three more deputies, and marked a "troublemaker". I was never tased, but a taser stuck in my face! I have Alder to thank for that one.

Pee-Wee the small guy to the left holding an arm.

It is just that simple to become a troublemaker in the Oakland County Jail. You don't have to do anything to be trouble, just follow the natural law of being a human. Run when you don't know why your being chased. Fight back, when someone is fighting you. Cuss, when somebody is cussing at you. And so on and so forth. Only to see those inmate receive privilege, while you can't take a shower for three days. Black men are dying in this country at the hands of White cops. Running from a bunch of them when you are out on bond, doesn't even seem unreasonable to me. About his fight with guards in prison, I got something for that, too. There was this officer in prison who picked an inmate, one every few months that she picked with. I mean a systematic harassment that took on a life of its own. Every morning when she came to work, she would call this inmates name. It is six in the morning, and she is yelling at the top of her voice. I'll use Richardson, "RICHARDSON! Get out here right now!" True story... "RICHARDSON!" Every morning, and all through the day. Richardson would come to her, be berated and the situation would end. But some mornings, Jesus help my soul, I would be so angry. I'm not even Richardson, but that's the total disregard for our peace these people have. I wanted to go to my door, open it and yell back at her, "SHUT UP THE FUCK UP!" Saying that could lose me my parole, and I would just wait for Richardson to come to her. But some mornings...

NO WONDER PEOPLE WHO KILL COPS ARE USUALLY EX-CONVICTS!

For all of you who say, "Well, you shouldn't go to prison and you wouldn't have those problems." First, I wasn't supposed to go to prison, but do 90-days with more than 45 of those days done. Second, it is called the "Michigan Department of CORRECTIONS" not the Michigan Department of Torture. There is barely any corrections going on that doesn't include torture. They put me in RTP that's the Residential Treatment for mentally-ill inmates. When I was accused of stalking Gross, they used that against me and declared me incompetent to stand trial twice. It stopped anyone interested in my story of prostitution in the jail, not interested in my stories. That includes prominent newscaster Huel Perkins that I wrote weekly from jail. There is no education system. There is only about 150 slots in the Women's prison, and 3,000 women. Every judge always makes it a condition of parole to get a GED. Where? Prison? There are only 150 slots for school and 3,000 women, they will deny, because Huron Valley is supposed to only house about 1,600 prisoners. So, right now they are almost housing twice as many women as they should.

This is my last point; I promise. To all of you people writing that Abraham is just a bad person. How come his mother is the only one that sees he has a mental problem? He's bee in the correction's system most of his life. A mother knows,because they told my mother I was crazy. But my mother wasn't having it. She told my lawyer, "My daughter doesn't have a mental problem, but y'all gone give her one!" And I think on some levels I suffer from PTSD. Ronnie Green was a friend of my niece and his grandfather lived around the corner. He came to our house a few times and my mother remembers how quiet and sweet he was. She never cries out for the demise of Nathaniel Abraham, especially now, knowing the struggles I had with Pontiac Police and OCSD. The Correction system is flawed and creating these people that come out worse than what they were when they went in. At some point, you have to ask yourself why. Why people are repeat offenders? Why people come home and go back to jail, only not to go back to the prison system? Why the majority of those committing crimes aren't new felons, but repeat felons? It's not because they are bad people. The majority of them can be helped, but due to poor upbringing, lack of support and education they have a different and damning way of seeing things. Those situations can be helped. That way they can be corrected and not defected.

#Pray4NathanielAbraham

A link to his Go-Fund-Me Page

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I am Nathaniel Abraham...

Me a day after 10 months in Oakland Count Jail and two months after release
My hair still hadn't grown back, thus the hat

I just read an article in the Detroit News. It read that Nathaniel Abraham is being tortured in the Oakland County Jail (OCJ). I know a few things about that first hand. Well, I guess a story like that would never appear in the Oakland Press. They are bought and paid for by Oakland County. When I was accused of stalking Val Gross in 2010, they printed an entire story about me and my situation. They even printed stories about both the times I was found incompetent to stand trial. They failed, however, to print one single story about my acquittal. Not one word about how Gross had lied about the 30 phone calls and not a word about prostitution or torture either. So, the people of Pontiac, can hold their breaths waiting on any kind of justice coming by way of the Oakland Press. We can put the emphasis on "Oakland" and forget the "Trumping Press". Question: Who goes looking for an assailant out on a $100 bond, for a misdemeanor bench warrant? I had a felony bench warrant and nobody came looking for me. Something is up! You can read the article here:

Detroit News Article, "Abraham tortured"

His attorney, a man named James Galen, is quoted saying "...He is in what amounts to solitary confinement. in a cell - - 23 hours a day - - no other human contact, commissary, no TV, no books, nothing" That is my story. When I was first arrested and put in OCJ, I was moved to the "Disciplinary" side of E-Block, almost immediately. Let me explain how they get you there. They use other inmates to torture you. If you read my blogs, you will understand what I mean. Mr. Beane, the women inmates in E-Block's "Daddy", was the best at that kind of torture. They move inmates that they own to your Pod, but they usually are already there. Eating free "hot food" and commissary, already. I want to see if Nathaniel will be emaciated like me at his next court appearance. Living on OCJ food alone, will cause massive weight loss and suffering. They plain and simply start a fight or argument. When you get so upset that you can't take the picking and loneliness. They pick with you and ostracize  you and you simply snap. You end up either fighting or cuss somebody out, or in my case cuss a whole pod filled with women out. I can recall standing up and shouting, "Fuck all y'all Ho's!" The deputies rush in knowing exactly what they're going to do. But just in case they missed it, someone yells and points at you, "It's all her fault! She's arguing with everybody!!!" Nathaniel is an easy mark, because of past incidents, and Oakland County will exploit those for ratings and convictions.

The Sergeant then points at you and says, "Pack up, you're going to the other side!" And just like that, your moved from among the other inmates into a whole new world. They do the men differently, however, and don't give them anything in solitary hell. No books, no commissary, TV or nothing. Just like Mr. Galen said, it's torture and hell. Women would lose their minds in a hell like that. Plus, that's usually where Beane puts his "girls". You know, the ones he's going to prostitute? With the men prostituting male inmates are different, those inmates are usually Trustees. So, don't believe that Nathaniel is being prostituted. I stopped that when I first heard of him fleeing arrest and taser incident. I posted that he was being targeted for prostitution, on every media website reporting on the incident and had banter with several others aware of the situation at the jail. I pissed off a few when I said that I had never heard a judge quiet a defendant so much, as Martinez did in his arraignment. I had a young woman yesterday, tell me that OCSD are already "messing" with her like Alicia, my little runaway. If before Martinez for arraignment, he would sell her down the river, because that's what they want him to do. They get something on everybody. The police knows everybody secrets. So, actually Martinez isn't a bad man, just a man with something to hide!

They don't know that it was Martinez that sent me to jail in 2011, after I failed to secure a GPS tether. He claimed that he was going to do some research on a "free" tether that the jail offered. It's called a "Sheriff's Tether" and is only handed out to a few inmates for minor offenses. Did I tell you that I was being bound over on an "Aggravated Stalking" charge? That's up there with "Armed Robbery", "Assault" and any violent crime "less than murder". So, a so-called "free" tether was out of the question for me. Furthermore, those tethers are left for their best prostitutes, and only after you've been in hell, I mean jail for a short period of time. Women who get those tethers are usually "Retail Fraud", "DUI" offenders and smaller drug offense "Less than murder". Believe that Martinez knew all of this, but he knew where I was headed, and he knew what most likely would happen to me. He wanted to make me believe that he was trying to "save" me from prostitution. Guess what, Miguel, I made it! Dios saved my soul. I hope you know him, too! 

See, they have Nathaniel all set up to take the fall. He's a child murderer, but America has forgiven him for that. So, they bring up situations in prison where he fought with prison guards. That which is ideal for this new case, where he supposedly has fought four Oakland County Sheriff Deputies. I have something to say about that, too. First, it would take three or four OCSD to hold an accused down. They are so sorry that Shaman got beat-up by a female inmate in 2002. The woman was sent to prison for her deed, too. He then ran me into an open door taking me across the hall to E-Block. He couldn't handle me, although after getting beat-up by the other female, he had started lifting weights and gained a few pounds. These men look exasperated as the other deputies pull up on the scene. "Tase him!" They yell at the new deputies on the scene. How about you three sorry souls get this one man under control! How bout that? Pee-Wee the little deputy, I see in the picture is barely five-feet-five. He gets his nickname, because Like Shaman, they call for help. Like me, Abraham was then accosted by three more deputies, and marked a "troublemaker". I was never tased, but a taser stuck in my face! I have Alder to thank for that one.

Pee-Wee the small guy to the left holding an arm.

It is just that simple to become a troublemaker in the Oakland County Jail. You don't have to do anything to be trouble, just follow the natural law of being a human. Run when you don't know why your being chased. Fight back, when someone is fighting you. Cuss, when somebody is cussing at you. And so on and so forth. Only to see those inmate receive privilege, while you can't take a shower for three days. Black men are dying in this country at the hands of White cops. Running from a bunch of them when you are out on bond, doesn't even seem unreasonable to me. About his fight with guards in prison, I got something for that, too. There was this officer in prison who picked an inmate, one every few months that she picked with. I mean a systematic harassment that took on a life of its own. Every morning when she came to work, she would call this inmates name. It is six in the morning, and she is yelling at the top of her voice. I'll use Richardson, "RICHARDSON! Get out here right now!" True story... "RICHARDSON!" Every morning, and all through the day. Richardson would come to her, be berated and the situation would end. But some mornings, Jesus help my soul, I would be so angry. I'm not even Richardson, but that's the total disregard for our peace these people have. I wanted to go to my door, open it and yell back at her, "SHUT UP!"

NO WONDER PEOPLE WHO KILL COPS ARE USUALLY EX-CONVICTS!

For all of you who say, "Well, you shouldn't go to prison and you wouldn't have those problems." First, I wasn't supposed to go to prison, but do 90-days with more than 45 of those days done. Second, it is called the "Michigan Department of CORRECTIONS" not the Michigan Department of Torture. There is barely any corrections going on that doesn't include torture. They put me in RTP that's the Residential Treatment for mentally-ill inmates. When I was accused of stalking Gross, they used that against me and declared me incompetent to stand trial twice. It stopped anyone interested in my story of prostitution in the jail, not interested in my stories. That includes prominent newscaster Huel Perkins that I wrote weekly from jail. There is no education system. There is only about 150 slots in the Women's prison, and 3,000 women. Every judge always makes it a condition of parole to get a GED. Where? Prison? There are only 150 slots for school and 3,000 women, they will deny, because Huron Valley is supposed to only house about 1,600 prisoners. So, right now they are almost housing twice as many women as they should.

This is my last point; I promise. To all of you people writing that Abraham is just a bad person. How come his mother is the only one that sees he has a mental problem? He's bee in the correction's system most of his life. A mother knows,because they told my mother I was crazy. But my mother wasn't having it. She told my lawyer, "My daughter doesn't have a mental problem, but y'all gone give her one!" And I think on some levels I suffer from PTSD. Ronnie Green was a friend of my niece and his grandfather lived around the corner. He came to our house a few times and my mother remembers how quiet and sweet he was. She never cries out for the demise of Nathaniel Abraham, especially now, knowing the struggles I had with Pontiac Police and OCSD. The Correction system is flawed and creating these people that come out worse than what they were when they went in. At some point, you have to ask yourself why. Why people are repeat offenders? Why people come home and go back to jail, only not to go back to the prison system? Why the majority of those committing crimes aren't new felons, but repeat felons? It's not because they are bad people. The majority of them can be helped, but due to poor upbringing, lack of support and education they have a different and damning way of seeing things. Those situations can be helped. That way they can be corrected and not defected.

#Pray4NathanielAbraham

A link to his Go-Fund-Me Page

I was asked by a man on the Channel 7 post if I had more. All red letters are links to other blogs on this page, and to the right-hand side a list of other blogs. All OCJ blogs are under 2013. Thank you for your support...

Snitch? Who me? Try Victim...

My father
John Stanley

My prison number is 477369. On December 17, 2004, I was loaded on L. Brooks Patterson big white bus and taken to prison by Deputies Deavers and Nagi of the Oakland County Sheriff's Department. I went to prison, because me brother is a drug dealer, but not really, because they convicted him without one ounce of cocaine, heroine or any other illegal substance. Just went to his house, tore the security door off his front door and raided his home. I know what raids are, because when I was six or seven, the Pontiac Police would raid our house if my father ever came to visit. My father, like my brother was a drug dealer, too. Except, when he was arrested, he turned on all his friends. Friends from Pennsylvania, Ohio, New York and even California. My mother said that one time, my father had been down to Cuba, too. At 12, I had no idea what a snitch was. I just thought that my uncle, an attorney for 38 years when he died in 2010, had done some kind of magic and gotten my father off. He did 18 months in the Oakland County Jail (OCJ) and died in obscurity. Strong out on crack, a home that he had his children, not me and my siblings, my mother got away from him a long time before. His new woman and her children, lived in a condemned houses, with no real hot water and rats living in the floor boards.

I'm going to say that, because none of them talk to me either. I used to have long conversations with my little sister, who is 43 now. She is a very smart woman, who can put up with a lot. Mainly, because she lived with my father, and nothing can get harder than that. Ask my mother, who put up with it so long that she put him out! Their mother, was somehow captivated by his poverty and charm and stayed with him, until he took his last breath at 46 years old, about 9 days shy of his 47th birthday. He had used so much heroine and cocaine that he had destroyed his body. No matter what the Feds had to offer him, he was too sick and tired to do anything with it and lived a horrible last years of his life. My brother took his ways, and in 1998, almost 20 years ago, got his own indictment. Charges were dropped, charges re-instated and he now resides, for 16 years in the Michigan Department of Corrections (MDOC). I have not seen my brother in 16 years. Not since the morning he went off to court. I talk to him on a regular bases, only when I'm actin right. Since, I started acting human these last few months, he hasn't called in about seven days. When he does, we argue, because I'm acting human.

This is where I take my life into my own hands, and my freedom, too. Law enforcement can care less about me, most of them feel gratified with my doing time, because my father never got the time he deserved. Sadly, none of them have either! When I say that I'm acting human that means I'm either jealous, longing for friendship or have fallen for another man. Something I think I've done four or five times, since this whole thing got started. See, I'm supposed to be stupid and in love with my victim, Steve Wittebort. The reason Deavers and Nagi took me up to Scott's in the first place. The plan goes, that I am supposed to spend four years in prison for stalking him. Another three years in jail for stalking, Val Gross and another year and a half for stalking him, again. Then I wait another five years, my brother gets out of prison and we get married. In those 17 years, I'm not supposed to develop any kind of feelings for another man, date a man, kiss a man. When I do, I'm acting human and subject to the type of torture that rivals any water boarding incident at Guantanamo Bay. Except, it is all mental, and not physical. I wreak of the torture of those who have kidnapped my life and who tell me who and when to love a man.

I am in the throws of loving another man, right now. I'm trying to get over him, and it's taking a little time. Steve Wittebort and his law enforcement friends, have alienated this man from me, and wants me to think that he doesn't want me, because I'm a snitch, not because of any torture tactics that they have caused him in his life. To get into details to heavy, would name his girlfriend, who I have total disregards for, but respect, because that's what he asked me to do. Steve Wittebort let it "slip" to her grandmother, a diva on the church seen that I could possibly be going after her grand-daughter's man. Who in most people's eyes is a good catch, but who Wittebort and his friends try to convince me is a dead beat. I know a sorry man when I see one, and due to this man's goals and aspirations, he is not a deadbeat. A little over zealous, but not a deadbeat. Brenda Carter and her camp during the election, made remarks about his in ability to work closely with children. I question her ability to work closely with one child in particular.

From day one, "they" knew that she would be the winner. They pushed me towards her and her brand of politics. I got involved with her, too. But never really liked her form of politics, because she is a true politician. I instead latched on to what was real in my opinion and moved the last two months in that stead. Although so many of my choices have been taken away. Mainly. who and who not I can be in a relationship with, I keep all my other thoughts and ideas for me. I ask myself, everyday, if God did bless me with a successful pregnancy or IFV treatment, could I raise a child to respect herself. Because one day, someone will tell her my story. Some low-down mind killer, would reveal to my child these struggles. "Your Momma went to prison, because of your father!" They would say, and send me to explaining the why, to how I love a man so much that caused me so much pain? Then ask her to go out into life and not do the same thing. Not allow a man to treat her with so much blatant loathing and disrespect that he would sit in a court of law and lie on her, and with the same zeal claim to love her so much. He calls it acting. I call it an act of a traitor that has no regard for my feelings, my heart or ability to see when she is being played. Because during the indictment in 1998, he pointed at me and stated, "You know, I know you!" So, why is it so horrible to know me, now? But I digress...

I digress, because they won't let me see my brother. I digress, because my mother wants him home. I digress, because if I don't want Steve Wittebort, they might not let my brother come home. My mother believes that, because the police take care of their own. If I part ways with Wittebort, then they could expose my brother to torture, too. He's in Jackson and there is nothing we could do. Nobody could stop them from messing with my brother. Just like nobody could stop them from sending me to prison for something I didn't do. Wittebort claims that he would have gone to prison, because they could say that my contact made him a "dirty cop", whatever that is. They all are filthy as far as I am concerned. Even the ones that helped me through my storms, because none of them wants me to mention their names. Because that would mean that they would be targeted. So, let them mess with the innocent one. Although I here, because I'm guilty of something. Life isn't fair, look at her, she's sitting in jail and she hasn't done anything to anyone. Not to mention the skunks, the trash in front of my house and the litany of other contrived harassment. It's been 20 years, the cops on my brother's case are old, retired or dead!  Nobody cares about me, but Wittebort. My relationship with him and my fear of others is feeding all of this madness! I can't let that happen to me. I was never given a choice!

For these men, who Wittebort has given the chance to love me, they think "Well, he claims to love her. Look what he has done. He has ruined her entire life. What would he do to me?" I have to admit that makes sense. I had to tell the last guy what happened to the men before him, because my conscience had to give him a clear choice. I miss him so much. He's so smart and able to carry my unique and equally intelligent mind-set, but Wittebort and his friends have driven him away. Just like Karr at the jail. Tillery at the prison. Terrance at school. Vince at the store, which they literally closed down. The police knows all your secrets and rest assured, they can get rid of anyone's troubles at anytime. Believe me, Robert Mueller knows exactly what Trump and his cronies did. What the problem is, is that they have to build a case. That takes time and is painstaking, but necessary. I don't see how my spending a lifetime with a man who has no idea what love is, to love me and put that display on for the world. I don't see any use for that at all in my life. What I see as "Poetic Justice" is my suing him for all my troubles, him spending an amount of time in prison, getting out and marrying me. That way, we are "Even Steven". Anything less than that, and I look like a fool. Other men think it's loyalty, but I think it's foolish.

So, with this latest man Wittebort had some problems; of course. The new man's car isn't as new as mine. So, what does he do? He causes my bank to stop making the payments on my car. Forever, I knew he was in my account at USAA. I did everything that I could to stop him, but to no avail. His "friends" have some kind of access that won't let me win. So, when I discovered him on Facebook kissing another woman, and left him for real the 10th or 11th time, he wanted me to lose my car. There were talks about this person's relationships with people in his life that were being exploited. But you ruined a whole life, my life, and because of your need to remain free, continue to put me down to people. He had someone go into the store they closed down and tell that man I was crazy, because he couldn't take it anymore. I had to stop patronizing that store; or else. Police's unreasonable nature, equals that of a criminal that doesn't understand why murder is a bad idea. If I tell you the rest, you may figure our who the new man is. I'll just keep it moving, because I want to save his image. Because who wants to be an animal in a circus?

Snitch? Who me? No, try victim of a systematic organization who will protect its own at any cost. As long as Wittebort lives by their rules, and do things the way they want him to do them. I'm a pond, and a tool in their game. The pure thing that exudes innocence that just isn't that, anymore. The other night, the man that started my whole plight, came into my work. I respectfully, was hospitable and gave him a hug. We spoke and I asked him about his children. I had met 16 years ago. He had told his sister, Pontiac Police that I was stalking their brother in 1991. This is where this is all coming from. All of this stalking mess. This man who I was cordial to, even if I should have turned my back and walked away. He was planted there, and on the next day, I was trolled on national television about the conversation we had. He told "them" he felt threatened in some way, because I knew he had a child about 15. First, who am I stalking? Am I stalking him or his brother? I'm not stalking anyone, but I need him to make up his mind. If he thinks I'm stalking him, I want him to keep this in mind, he and his brother's penises are small and unworthy of stalking, all together. 

Secondly, don't be mad, because I was in the room, when you said you were going to get $1,500 from the dope man. Don't be all in your feelings for making that mistake and ruining my entire life. Furthermore, the reason I remember your child is because it was a preemie. You were so dumb enough not only to have your premature baby in a nasty Walmart basket at a few weeks old, but your wife out shopping when as my mother said about Beyonce, "She was wide open". That's what my mother said about Bey, when she and Jay-Z went out five days after the birth of Blue Ivy. Nobody cares about you, your drug dealing sister or anyone in your family. It's been 27 years, and thanks to you 17 of them have been hell. I think his "elevator doesn't go all the way to the top", anyway. I get that from Wittebort, he said that about me one day in court. Likewise, another man with a small penis told me that the new man was "scared". Well, you never was, when you took me out, turned up the TV and called your pregnant girlfriend so she wouldn't "worry". Then proceeded to give me the worst sex I think I ever had. For me it doesn't get any better than this! (Crying laughing emoji, eye rolling emoji, cool shades emoji) He hacks my Facebook and makes it seem like the new man is running from me. "They" own social media, and watch what you post! Most of my "friends" are snitches, anyway.

So, for all you real snitches who don't want to relate to me. Who don't want to be seen with me outside of City Hall, take that! You've been caught, not me, and you've signed your life away; not me. This is the truth and this is my story. I have never signed a contract, or agreed to be anyone's snitch. I've been dragged through the dirt for no reason, but that I love my brother. To Kermit Williams, who is angry that I didn't have a job. You are more than welcome to get on welfare and get so far in debt with student loans that you run out and owe your college $1,000 to graduate. That's how you drew first blood and got that blog written about you! Mind your own business...Frog! Your more than welcome to work at Meijer, when you have the brain power to be able to do so much more. To all of you who snitch and do what snitches do and make my life miserable. Who sit at a table and run good men away. You are more than welcome to see me anyway you want to, but remember, God is watching you. He will hand out his punishments as so duly deserved. He surely has dealt them out to me, and I don't even understand the punishment. But maybe it's not mine, just maybe it's someone else's punishment. Stay tuned...