From T-Bone (Letter 59)

T-Bone is a massively-built spiritual ex-Marine, who uses fighting skills to stop prison rape. T-Bone’s latest letter from Arizona prison:

The guards busted this guy today with a phone and some black-tar heroin. He tried to fight back but! Some of the guys are falling out or going into episodes from smoking spice, and it’s crazy when you see it. It’s like something from the state hospital. They piss on themselves, they fight the air, they go limp, they jump off stairs, they see and hear things. That stuff is poison from China! Man, it is crazy. I mean crazy.

Like I said in the last letter, the cops put a gun to my head and called me a nigger by saying, “Go ahead, nigger. I’ll blow your head off. Just move. Go ahead move!”
They made me lay down in my dog’s shit for no reason other than the fact that I am a big black man.

I watched a cop pick up this this little Native American, and throw him down on his head. When his head hit the concrete it sounded as if the gun had been fired. That’s how loud it was. The cop just stood there and laughed with his buddies and waited for about 15 minutes before calling the E.M.T’s.

I know you’re asking yourself why they didn’t kill me. Well, there were too many people watching, including my kids.

I am in here with people who have done some crazy crazy things. This guy killed his mother, and stuffed her in a deep freeze. There are two guys who took a little kid to play cowboy and Indians and shot him dead. He was dressed up in his cowboy outfit and he was only 5 years old! But even those kinds of people need justice.

These people running this corrupt system have no honor at all. They play games to get money from the feds and then call us animals.

There was a guy who punched his so called best friend in here because he wanted his milk. He sucker punched him and the guy’s head bounced off the floor. The cops sprayed everyone with that nasty juice, and I couldn’t breathe.

When that asshole came back, man, did I check him because that was a cold thing to do. He said he wanted to catch a fade (a fight). I took him in my cell and smacked him around a little bit.

The guards went into his cell and found a bag of hooch. At count time today, when we came out, the hooch was poured all over the sidewalk. He went into his cell late, and whenever you do, they shake you down! I laughed when I found out because he deserved that and even more! He is still here though. Go figure that?

There is a lot of drugs as usual and the same drama that goes with it. People keep coming to me and asking me for help, but I won’t pay anyone’s bills ever again unless its life or death or because I feel it in my spirit and that only comes from God.

I badly want out of here. There are times when it’s heavy on my mind and I long for some simple things like eating fish and chips with Shaun in merry ol’ England, cooking on a grill…

Please remember that I didn’t do any of things they said I did. I am innocent. Well, as I sit here in this place, I find myself looking for justice. Please let the whole world know that I am in here with no corroborating evidence at all! I know that’s a tall order, but please do so because the more I find out, the more it hurts. These people call themselves defenders of the law, and all they do is LIE and circumvent the law to fit their own ends. Why? Because I am black and because they have no Honor! I need the whole world to know what they have done to me!

Strength + Honor
Steel Embrace

Each one – Teach one

Shaun Attwood  

From T-Bone (Letter 58)

T-Bone is a massively-built spiritual ex-Marine, who uses fighting skills to stop prison rape. T-Bone’s latest letter from Arizona prison:

Seeing all of this Black Lives Matter in the news made several things come to mind from my past. There are instances where I was treated like I was from outer space by the police!

I was in a car with a friend of mine named Tony and the cops stopped us. Tony’s a white guy, and they treated him with kindness and respect. They asked him to step out of the car, then one cop put his hand in the driver side window with a gun, and the other cop pointed his weapon at my head through the passenger’s side window.

“Go ahead, nigger, move. Just move and I’ll kill, you nigger.”
Why? Because I am black in a car with a white guy in a public park, eating a Starvin Marvin’s sandwich at 12:50 pm. The park was Reed Park in a nice part of Tucson.

They took me out of the car, threw my food in the dirt, grabbed my arms and made me lay down on my food for over an hour, while they tried to talk Tony into saying I was doing him some type of wrong.

At the jail, they ended up questing us for possession of weed. The weed had been in Tony’s pocket. They let us go, with me having being bitten by the ants all over my neck and face, and arms.

I was told to go to a neighborhood watch committee to get help because of what the police had done to me. We did, but they just played games and kept passing the buck!

Then there was a time when some of the guys I grew up with were standing outside after we had finished eating. The police came after us with dogs and shotguns. I was only 3 with 11 and 12 year old black boys, who were eating after a basketball game.

Did it affect us? Yes, it did. I still do have a distrust of white police officers because of how they have treated me over the years. But God has healed a major part of my heart! I know this for sure that if God wasn’t with me, that cop would have shot me! I look at the situation and see how they purposely went after me because I am black.

I am in here innocent. I didn’t rob anyone. At trial, a woman said that I didn’t threaten her, and that I took money off of the counter, with no proof, no cameras, no nothing, just her word. Not one thing is consistent with anything she said in the police reports.

I am going to stop for now because a kid in here has some problems with meth addiction. I love you all. Be at peace.
Each one – Teach one – Strength + Honor
Steel Embrace.


Shaun Attwood  

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