My New Book: American Made

The second book in my War on Drugs series is now available as a paperback and an e-book: American Made: Who Killed Barry Seal? Pablo Escobar or George HW Bush

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Set in a world where crime and government coexist, AMERICAN MADE is the mind-twisting true story of CIA pilot Barry Seal that the Hollywood movie starring Tom Cruise is afraid to tell.

Barry Seal flew cocaine and weapons worth billions of dollars into and out of America in the 1980s. After he became a government informant, Pablo Escobar’s Medellin Cartel offered a million for him alive and half a million dead. But his real trouble began after he threatened to expose the dirty dealings of George HW Bush.

AMERICAN MADE rips the roof off Bush and Clinton’s complicity in cocaine trafficking in Mena, Arkansas.

“A conspiracy of the grandest magnitude.” Congressman Bill Alexander on the Mena affair.


Shaun Attwood’s WAR ON DRUGS SERIES – PABLO ESCOBAR, AMERICAN MADE, WE ARE BEING LIED TO and THE CALI CARTEL – is a series of harrowing, action-packed and interlinked true stories that demonstrate the devastating consequences of drug prohibition.

Shaun Attwood

Lunchtime Chat at Hymers College Nov 2016

From T-Bone (Letter 60)

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:

Now in this place you have young white kids running around saying “white power” because they have been taught to think like that. And the Mexican, black and native men are walking around with a submissive attitude and getting high and drunk. That way they can cope with not being able to achieve anything; so they think.

Prisoner holding a bag of hooch

Anyways, the drinking has become a serious problem here. Last night, a riot almost happened because of the drink. The guards bust prisoners with hooch every single day. They’ve had several fights behind it and there was a riot at building 3, where several guys got drunk and one got caught having sex with a white kid, who was in this building and got moved because he wanted to be a bulldog. Some of the gays got word of them having sex. They went in there drunk and kicked the white kid’s butt. Then the guy who was having sex with the kid turned on the kid as well and they both messed him up! They were all drunk.

I was watching Nat-Geo the other day and it had this Englishman as the host. It enlightened me to the fact that there has been a lot more racism than what I though in areas of public service. The “I don’t give a damn” attitude by a lot of different people has been bred into them by sin, which leads to a cold heart. It’s an old trick to use fear and hate to control people! Forget fear and forget hate. Let’s move on to more understanding and become one people, one hope, one love. That’s what these so-called politicians should be saying to one another and to countries around the world!

So I’ve been doing a lot of intervention and does it feel good, wow! It’s so awesome helping people. The drugs have slowed down and most guys don’t miss them, but having nothing to do but sit around and let their imaginations go wild! Idle minds are big problems in this place. But after watching that Nat-Geo special on race, I now see why some people make excuses (including myself) to use drugs. We hold on to things that are negative and allow them to control our thinking and to be less spiritual.

Strength + Honor
Steel Embrace
Yours,
T-Bone
Each one – Teach one

PS) Hi to the T-Bone Appreciation Society





Shaun Attwood  

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
Yours
T-Bone

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 fu..ing 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.

T-Bone





Shaun Attwood  

Hard Time New Edition Free Until Wednesday

As a thank you to my readers and supporters, the new edition of my bestselling book Hard Time is free to download to any device until Wednesday. This edition of Hard Time is almost 100 pages longer than the original, and contains lots of new material. Download links are below. You do not need a Kindle device to download. Just download the Kindle app to any device, computer or phone, including iPhone.

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Making a Murderer Book: Un-Making a Murderer

In late December 2015, Making a Murderer broke my heart in many ways. The plight of two innocent men – one a vulnerable teenager – framed by corrupt officials was compounded by the suffering of their family members, especially Steven’s parents, Dolores and Allan and Brendan’s mother Barbara Janda (now Tadych). Watching the documentary made me want to help Steven and Brendan. Being familiar with the Department of Corrections’ procedures, I posted some YouTube videos advising people how to send letters and money to them without violating the prison rules. The avalanche of positive responses was overwhelming.

After learning about Ken Kratz’s book and reading the two books by Michael Griesbach, I was outraged by their efforts to continue to manipulate the public. I felt compelled to write this book with two goals. Firstly, to expose how easy it is in a broken justice system to convict innocent people. Secondly, to help raise money for charity purposes. Half of the profits from this book will be going to Steven and Brendan via their lawyers. ADD LAWYERS NAMES. The other half will be spent on free book donations to school children and prisoners.

The Kindle version just went on presale and is available worldwide on Amazon at these links:
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From T-Bone (Letter 57)

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:

There was actually an awesome moment in here. Let me tell you what happened. A kid named Lucky had an appendix issue. It had ruptured. The guards let Lucky lay around for over forty-eight hours before they took him to the hospital. He should have died, but God heard our prayers and took care of the young man.

We pay $4 every time we put in an H&R [health request form] and they don’t do anything but tell you to take a pill. They almost had another death on their hands because of their way of thinking. It’s all about them making money off the prisoners instead of helping the few that need it. But thank God Lucky is healed!


I had words with a guy named Will who got angry because I said the Dallas Cowboys had lost. After listening to him, I determined that something’s wrong with him. He is classified as SMI [Seriously Mentally Ill].

I give him a wide berth now as he has some deep issues in his heart. He wanted to fight me over the Dallas Cowboys, and I almost went there because I was allowing his instability to affect me. But as the old saying goes “arguing with a fool makes you a fool.” So I walked away.

I want out of here so bad, and I am praying for that. Please remember, I am innocent. With my appeal, I’m waiting for a response from my lawyer and the State Bar. Please pray for me.

Steel Embrace to the T-Bone Appreciation Society,

T-Bone  





Shaun Attwood  

Activist's Letter Asks Ken Kratz To Help With New Book

It's the one-year anniversary of Ken Kratz sending Steven Avery a letter asking Steven to help Kratz with his new book. With that in mind, I've sent Kratz a letter asking him to help with my book:

Kenneth R. Kratz
Kratz Law Firm
1507 Tower Avenue, Suite 414
Superior, WI, 54880

September 6, 2016
RE: I’m Appalled That You Framed Two Innocent People

Dear Mr Kratz,

I reference your letter dated September 6, 2015, wherein you attempted to lure Steven Avery into admitting guilt to crimes that originated in the depths of your depraved mind, in the greedy hope that Steven would contribute towards your book Avery: The Case Against Steven Avery and What “Making a Murderer” Gets Wrong.

If you are interested in being honest about what happened and finally telling the whole story of how you framed two innocent people, including an intellectually challenged teenager, I’m hoping that you might choose to tell me your story for inclusion in my book: The Framing of Steven Avery and Brendan Dassey by Kratz and Other Miscreants.

Unfortunately, it is with an embarrassing narcissism that you have chosen to continue your charade even though anyone with a jot of common sense – with the exception of Nancy Grace – has seen through your pretence and views you with ridicule and contempt. I’m offering you ONE opportunity to come clean.

For your information, the difference between you and other circus ringleaders from days of old is that they promoted hoaxes before the advent of DNA testing, so that people were never privy to the truth. I am willing to put the truth out there for you, Ken, however if you are going to continue to lie about what happened in the face of Kathleen Zellner’s DNA evidence, I am not interested.

If you change your mind and you’d like the opportunity to tell your story someday, please contact me. I am not the douchebag you referred to me as on Facebook. Just be honest with me, Ken, I have your best interests at heart – just like your buddies Fassbender and Wiegert helped Brendan Dassey get back to school and home to watch WrestleMania. Come clean and bring down all of Manitowoc County with you. You’d better do it soon before they throw you under the bus. An admission of guilt with some feigned tears, remorse, blame-shifting to your Xanax addiction and Samuel Barber’s Adagio for Strings playing in the background might help mitigate your prison sentence.

If you do ever end up in an orange jumpsuit, Ken, hold onto that soap very carefully. In the event that it slips from your hand in the shower and you must bend over, try to remember the ordeals of your multiple sex-pest victims, including the vulnerable women you were meant to serve and protect.

Sincerely yours,
Shaun Attwood
Author & Activist



Activist's Letter Asks Ken Kratz To Help With New Book

From T-Bone (Letter 56)

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:

One minute everybody’s cool, and in the next this place goes absolutely crazy. It’s so hard to just sit back and not get involved in things that shouldn’t go on.


This one lowlife was trying to have his way with his cellie [cellmate] by systematically putting his hands on his butt, grabbing his penis and saying he’s only playing with him. Then at night, he said certain things that have to do with him having sex.

So the little guy and I mean little as in 5’2” and 125 lbs came to me. Why? I believe because God sent him. His cellie is this little black guy who’s about 5’6” and 185 lbs who thinks he’s a super badass.

I just can’t stand bullies of any sort. It really pisses me off when people prey on the weak because they can. I sat at a table, called the guy over and had a kind of positive discussion with him.

He got defensive and that night he was sharpening a piece of metal his cellie told me at daybreak. When we went to chow at the mess hall, the dude cut the line in front of me, trying to get me to react to his little game. Ha ha!

I just stepped back and slapped him upside the head, grabbed his right hand and took his weapon. He was shocked because he had no offence or defence. I grabbed him by the throat and simply told him to leave the yard.

That day, the guards called him and his cellie to the yard office because they got word of his behaviour and they moved him.

No one likes a bully rapist!

I now have to deal with a guy who has a drug problem and this sicko wants him to pay in a sex act.

So you can see things are still the same here. It gets cool for a while, and when new people come or guys get bored from nothing to do because of a mind-set that is already flawed, they do what’s been instilled into their hearts and minds.

So pray for me, for God to give me the strength to do the right thing.

L&R from Arizona to the T-Bone Appreciation Society





Shaun Attwood  

A Book to Demolish Ken Kratz' Book - Making A Murderer



Due to requests I've received, the plight of two innocent men in prison and Ken Kratz talking smack about me, I've halted work on my War on Drugs Trilogy to write a new book: Making a Murderer: The Framing of Steven Avery and Brendan Dassey by Kratz and Other Parasites
All of the profits are going to Steven Avery, Brendan Dassey and to give free books to schoolkids and prisoners. Anyone who wishes to contribute to the book with content or who can help with cover design etc please email me attwood.shaun@hotmail.co.uk
Let's take this slime-ball Kratz down once and for all!

3: Activist Calls Out Ken Kratz - Brendan Dassey Case Overturned

Brendan Dassey's Case Overturned - Making A Murderer

Brendan Dassey's Conviction Overturned



Woke up to messages from all over the world from people ecstatic about Brendan Dassey's imminent freedom.

Just got off the phone with the Harry Potter star Miriam Margoyles a.k.a. Professor Sprout (the nurse in Black Adder) who spearheaded our protest outside of the US embassy. Miriam is overwhelmed and thanks all of the supporters for their efforts.

Here's a video in which I interview Miriam and other protesters (courtesy of the Other Side Productions).

I'm now going to read the court doc and get some new videos up.

Judge Overturns Brendan Dassey's Case


The court's conclusion in Brendan Dassey's case: 

Although Kachinsky’s misconduct was indefensible, the United States Supreme Court has never accepted arguments such as those Dassey makes here as a basis for relief under
Sullivan.
Therefore, federal law prohibits the court from granting Dassey habeas relief on the first claim he presented to this court. However, the state courts unreasonably found that the investigators never made Dassey any promises during the March 1, 2006 interrogation. The investigators repeatedly claimed to already know what happened on October 31 and assured Dassey that he had nothing to worry about. These repeated false promises, when considered in conjunction with all relevant factors, most especially Dassey’s age, intellectual deficits, and the absence of a supportive adult, rendered Dassey’s confession involuntary under the Fifth and Fourteenth Amendments. The Wisconsin Court of Appeals’ decision to the contrary was an unreasonable application of clearly established federal law.

Top 10 Pablo Escobar Facts


1 Pablo Escobar was born on a cattle ranch in 1949, the second year of The Violence, a civil war that left hundreds of thousands dead. It was popular to stab a victim in the neck, pull the tongue through the gap and hang it down the chest, which was called wearing a Colombian Necktie.

2 The atmosphere at home was heavily religious. They had a figurehead of Jesus with realistic blood. After his mother told him Christ’s story, young Pablo was so sad that when lunch was served, he put a piece of meat in his corn cake and took it to the figurehead. “Poor man, who made you bleed? Do you want a little meat?” This act convinced his mother that he was kind and religious. For the rest of his life, Pablo always tried to sleep with an image of Jesus nearby.

3 In Peru, Pablo hooked up with suppliers of cocaine paste who were offering it for $60 a kilo at a time when a kilo of cocaine was selling for up to $60,000 in America. Pablo discovered he could sell any amount. To outsmart the authorities, his methods of transportation varied. He invested in submarines, commissioning his brother, Roberto, to manufacture them with the help of foreign engineers. 

Cocaine submarine

He made so much money from cocaine that he became the seventh richest man in the world according to Forbes Magazine. From 1987, he made the Forbes richest list seven years in a row. Estimates of his net worth range up to $30 billion.

Pablo and his son outside of the White House. Pablo aspired to be the president of Colombia

4 A lover of birds, Pablo owned a parrot that recited the names of Colombian soccer players. Unfortunately, she fell asleep after drinking some whiskey and was eaten by a cat. After that, Pablo banned all cats from the zoo at his $100 mill ranch, including lions and tigers.
Entrance to Pablo's ranch, Hacienda Napoles

5 In 1983, his zoo received 60,000 visitors, who drove through the grounds to watch animals such as antelope, elephants, gazelles, zebras, exotic birds, giraffes, hippopotami, ostriches, a soccer-playing kangaroo and an elephant that stole food from people’s cars. On November 17, 1983, Pablo was fined 450,000 pesos for the illegal importation of eighty-five animals, including camels, elk and a large Amazonian rodent called a capybara.

Capybara

6 Pablo bought a 1930s Cadillac that looked like the one driven by Al Capone. To make it seem as if Capone had actually owned it, Pablo strafed it with gunfire.



7 Pablo sang in the shower and had a dry sense of humour.
When asked by a journalist, “Do you feel bigger than Al Capone?”
Pablo replied, “I’m not that tall, but I think Al Capone was a few centimetres shorter than I am.”

To shield himself from his enemies, including the government and the rival Cali Cartel, Pablo commissioned the building of his own prison called the Cathedral, which he surrendered to. After adorning the prison with luxuries and ordering the murder of two of his associates who’d visited the prison, the Galeano and Moncada brothers, special forces raided the Cathedral, but Pablo escaped on a foggy morning through a hole cut in the fence.

9 Pablo was doomed after a much bigger gangster tried to take him out: George HW Bush. As part of his War on Drugs crusade, Bush dispatched multiple agencies including the CIA, Delta Force and Centra Spike, who worked with the Colombian special forces and a death squad called Los Pepes, which murdered anyone associated with Pablo.  Ex-CIA pilot Chip Tatum has alleged that some of Pablo’s billions in Panama ended up in George HW Bush’s hands, just like Pablo liquidated the assets of the Galeano and Moncada brothers. It was a case of a big gangster shaking down a smaller one.


10 There are conflicting versions of how Pablo died.  His family believes that he committed suicide. His motto was, “Rather a coffin in Colombia than a jail cell in America.” Surrounded by special forces, Pablo was shot three times: in his back, leg and above his right ear. His brother, Roberto, believes the wound above the ear was the suicide shot. Having pledged to never be captured or killed, he shot himself in the head to deprive the government of being able to claim that they had killed him.

Troops pose with Pablo's corpse

For Pablo’s full story, checkout the book Pablo Escobar: Beyond Narcos, available worldwide on Amazon UK  Amazon USA