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"a prominent Arkansas attorney in a sworn affidavit has revealed improper conversations that the jury foreman held with the attorney while the original trial was in progress, clearly violating the law and the rights of Damien Echols and Jason Baldwin to a fair and impartial trial. In those conversations, the jury foreman indicates that he had prejudged Echols’s guilt and was trying to convince other jurors to convict based upon news reports of the false confession of Jessie Misskelley, which was barred from admission at the Echols-Baldwin trial." From wm3.vox.com
Is this information alone NOT enough to grant Damien Echols and Jason Baldwin a new trial (thus aquitting Jessie Miskelley as well)? Whatever happened to "liberty and justice for all"? It's been 16 years now - almost 2 decades! - that these three boys have been serving life terms (except for Echols - he's on DEATH ROW!) for crimes they evidently did not commit. The victims' own FAMILIES have since come forth, and joined the national efforts to free the West Memphis Three.
WHEN will justice TRULY be served? The real killer (who, judging by the new evidence, is probably Terry Hobbs and maybe David Jacoby) is still out there, living and enjoying his or her freedom.
PLEASE - if you are STILL not familiar with the West Memphis Three and the Arkansas child murders of 1993, go to www.wm3.org. Watch the HBO documentaries Paradise Lost and Paradise Lost 2: Revelations. Even better, go to a Barnes & Noble and read "The Devil's Knot" by Mara Leveritt - it has detailed information that the movie excludes.
Thanks for reading, and FREE THE WEST MEMPHIS THREE!!!!
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Sometimes the past is too dark to vacation in, but your head can't help but look at the brochures. The informational leaflets of your own past life, with bold punctuation and colour pictures of promises that don't even remotely reflect today. A song, a phrase, and unwelcome phone call. An article in a magazine, illness, progress, headlights on a dark road. Animals, names, a landmark, canals. You're looking at brochures again. I wonder why I haven't fired my mind yet. It's always falling for these scams. Soul traps. Shit, man. Fucking head. Worst. Travel agent. Ever. I feel...: nostalgic
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My stress level is through the fucking roof! I used to get anxious a few times a week - now, it's like a fucking personality trait. You know when everything happens all at once? Well... it did. I lost my job over some inflammatory comments made about my honesty and work ethic. You know, as in someone lied to get me fired, for reasons I will NEVER understand. My roomate moved out, which initially, was very exciting to me. But now, I'm fucking going NUTS because I'm having trouble renting out the room, which is HUGE, in a fucking fabulous space, with a view of the NYC skyline, pool and balcony, laundry and doorman for a measly $1000 in goddamn WILLIAMSBURG, which is where eeeeverybody wants to live these days. So now, if I don't get a roomate by June 1st, my old roomate is just gonna pick someone at random to live here, and I don't want that. Thankfully, I have a new job already. Well, THREE new jobs, really, but I'm only taking 2 of them. At Thunder Jackson's on Bleecker, and at Blue Ruin, which is a new rock n roll dive in midtown (come see meeeee!). Problem is, I'm still like, $800 short on rent, and I haven't had a paying shift yet (I train tomorrow). I don't know what the fuck to do. Help. Thx. On a good note, I've been working a lot with fire. Check out these pics from last saturday! ( Read more... )I feel...: stressed On Winamp:: Crime & The City Solution - The Wailing Wall
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