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What some of you remind me of
« Reply #15 on: December 29, 2005, 03:45:00 PM »
11-2-05, Wednesday (Woden's Day), afternoon:

The protest has begun! I'm sitting here in a cell coated in
crowd-control riot gas. I've been completely stripped naked and my body
on fire. All I have in this cell is a mattress saturated with "chemical
agents" and the toilet is broken and filled with feces and urine. I was
barely able to squeeze a pen and some paper under the "management door"

Yesterday, Tuesday, 6-1-05, I jacked the handcuffs coming back from the
shower. (i.e. after I was in my cell, I stuck my arms out of the food
to be un-handcuffed. When the officer unlatched one cuff I quickly
them into my cell). Then, I immediately began "suiting up." I put my
on and my homemade gas mask, then rigged up my door to where it
couldn't be

All of the ranking officers came including the Captain and the major.
started their propaganda amongst themselves: "Yeah, I guess Will just
to get his ass whooped." "I think we need to see how many cans of gas
takes before the whole cell turns orange.".Blah blah blah. One
thing: Major Nelson told me that she read an open letter addressed to
staff here which I wrote about a week ago. In the letter I basically
that I'm a peaceful person and asked that the staff not be assaultive
cause things to get out of hand. Ms Nelson said that she "read my
propaganda" and added in a threatening manner: "The team will be here
in a
few minutes and we'll see how much your letter mattered!" She obviously
ordered the C-O's on the team to be excessively assaultive. This system
always reacts violently and sadistically to peaceful protest.

A few minutes later the 5-man team arrived in full riot gear: Helmet
steel face mask, heavy bullet-proof/shank proof vest, gas mask, leg and
plates that look like a baseball catchers and the lead man had a riot
shield. Lt. Bryant was giving the orders and Sgt. Poole had the gas
canister. The new gas can they have is like a small all black fire
extinguisher. I was told its called Top Cop LE-10 Crowd Control. It's
worse than the old stuff.

The team lined up at my door Gestapo fashion, another officer focused
video camera in on the ranking officers and Lt. Bryant yelled "offender
Will, give up the hand restraints and strip search or chemical agents
and a
5-man team will be utilized." I braced myself for the blast, held my
up, Bryant gave the order again, then Sgt. Poole squeezed the trigger.
though I had my face covered up and had a sheet to block some of the
gas, it
still took my breath away.

It took me a few minutes to gain my senses back, then I went up to the
and tried to talk but I couldn't get out what I wanted to say; I was
still a
bit dazed. So, I stepped back behind the "shield" I made with my sheet
prepared for the second blast. Sgt. Poole fired again, this time
the entire container. This isn't a small can of mace or pepper gas,
this is
a big canister of crowd control riot gas, the same kind the military

Right after the second blast I went to the door and yelled "Give Jaime
Elizalde Jr. and Tony Egbuno Ford an immediate stay of execution and
come out." The team tensed up and Lt. Bryant yelled in a fury, "Roll
door!" No one has ever said anything like that before so I surely made
mad. These officers are so completely indoctrinated that they loose all
sense of self-control when a person challenges this system.

The electric gears on the door turned but they couldn't open it. I
Lt. Bryant was going to have a stroke! I don't think anyone has ever
a cell door on him like that before. They started beating, banging,
and shaking the door like schoolyard bullies throwing a fit because
couldn't reach the kid they wanted to beat up. They kept ordering me to
out but I wouldn't.

The gas began getting to my eyes, then I went to the door and told
that I was coming out peacefully and that this was a nonviolent..Bamm!!
head Lt. Bryant give the order and before I could finish saying
and move, Sgt. Poole gassed me right in the face. The force of the
caused my head to jerk back and I was temporarily blinded. I stumbled
back a
little then wiped the thick coat of gas that felt like lava off my

I waited a few more minutes then I told them that I'd come out
peacefully in
a non-violent manner. I put the handcuff key in the security tray slot.
I put my clothes in the slot, which is procedure before a person leaves
cell. I took my gas mask off and was immediately blinded and I couldn't
breathe at all. I doubled over and began choking and gasping for air.
felt like someone had tied a hangman's noose around my neck and left me
hanging. My lungs were on fire and I thought that I was going to die
then. Everything went black and all I could think of was air: "I need
breathe, I need air, air, I need air, I need to breathe!"

The officers were yelling something but I couldn't understand them; I
couldn't breathe, I couldn't see and I couldn't hear. I tried to open
eyes but it was impossible. After gaining some of my senses back
through the
choking and coughing I managed to get the handcuffs into the food slot
the rest of my clothes. I was handcuffed, I unlocked the door and I
came out
gasping for air.

Though they're supposed to allow us to decontaminate they just led me
to the
shower, pressed the button twice for about a total of 1 minute then
took me
back out onto the run. I gained enough oxygen to where I could talk so
addressed the camera between dry-heaving and coughing:  "This is a
action in protest of the pending execution of Jaime Elizalde Jr., Tony
Egbuno Ford, and all others with execution dates!! This is a direct
in protest of the inhumane conditions we're forced to live under on a

As they were dragging all of my property out of my cell through the gas
continued to address the incident camera in a calm but loud and firm
"We stand in solidarity with all anti-death penalty groups in the free
in demanding an immediate end to capital punishment." Completely naked,
blinded, coughing and choking I kept on until they put me back in my
cell on
the gas soaked floor.

I was being held down by three officers so I couldn't move. They
me and left me in the cell naked, covered in gas and gasping for air.
couldn't shut the door all the way so they moved me over to 84 cell.
here I am, completely naked in this cell, still burning up from head to
I tried to pull some boxers in the cell but they wouldn't fit- the cell
too sealed up. All I could "fish" in were this pen and a piece of

Egbuno just left out to an attorney visit. He hollered at me to let me
that he's going to conduct a one-person sit-in in the hallway and
refuse to
move. That'll be his start on the protest. Everyone else participating
housed at the opposite end of this 500 man building but I heard them
the ER team down there so I know they kicked it off! Nothing like this
ever been done before and it's a beautiful thing!

Go to  and  for more info. We
everyone on the outside to stand with us in solidarity and we
need your support!

From Neo-Auschwitz

With strength and love in the struggle:

Rob Will

Robert Will # 999402
Polunsky Unit
3872 FM 350 South
Livingston, TX  77351

D.R.I.V.E. web site,
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What some of you remind me of
« Reply #16 on: December 29, 2005, 08:17:00 PM »
On 2005-12-28 21:48:00, Anonymous wrote:

"You may not be for the death penalty, but I can envision you hosting a Sembler roast in the prison courtyard, complete with life-sized effigy to be ignited upon the successful completion of his botched and painful execution. One look at your rants, and it?s not a stretch.        "

Oh, Hell yes!!! I'd sell fucking t-shirts and commemorative shot glasses, too!  I'd dance a little jig and laugh my ass off.
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