I am one of the prisoners of the useless war on drugs. I read
my cellies' copy of the Razor Wire and was very impressed, especially
by some of the children's letters. I have four children myself,
and I am painfully watching their lives torn apart by what this
drug war is doing. Their mother has told me she is lonely and
doesn't know if she can wait any longer.
I only have a couple of years left on my sentence, and I hope
to file for an early release with the court under a rehabilitation
motion which the court of BOP doesn't tell you exists or is available
for those with families and have clear conduct. There are many
motions that we can file that the BOP doesn't want us to know
about. And there are more than a few vultures around the law
library who only tell you if you pay.
I would like to receive a subscription to your paper, but more
so I would like for my wife to receive a copy so that she might
see that she is not the only one out there going through this.
I hope that by seeing your paper and reading it that it will
help give her the strength to embrace and help save our marriage
and our family.
I know many of the letters in your paper have affected me and
many others in here. Seeing how the drug war is tearing everyone's
lives up - not just our own - behind these walls and fences.
Reading those letters in the Razor Wire gives my fellow prisoners
and me the faith and hope too easily lost in here.
Please keep up the good work that helps so many.
Bobby E. Motz
I, unfortunately, am an inmate at FCC Coleman Camp. Although
my charge is not a 'drug charge' but is a white-collar, nonviolent
crime, I still feel as if my 'conspiracy' charge was wrong. My
husband, who is at FCC Coleman Low, and I were dairy farmers.
I was a nurse, and now we are felons. We were working hard at
our business, and now we have nothing - no farm, no cows, no
Although your newspaper deals mostly with drugs, I find many
similarities by comparing all of our sentencing procedures. My
husband was sentenced to 20 months above guidelines on the second
charge because he was acquitted on the first. Unbelievable!!
I would appreciate if you would put us on your mailing list.
Our daughter is also a pre-law student at Margquette University
in Milwaukee and is very interested in your newspaper.
Thank you for your time and trouble. I with you much success
in your endeavors to help all inmates, and I hope that when I
am released I will be able to help in any way that I can to educate
the public on the unnecessary incarceration of so many inmates.
I just want to write and let you know that I am no longer
in the Texas Department of Corrections. I have been transferred
to New Mexico for a parole violation 15 years old. It's an old
drug charge. Yet here I am - terminally ill with liver cancer
- and I can't get a liver transplant till I get out of prison.
But what do these people care. I'm just another non-violent offender
whose misery in prison is some guard's income. This prison is
so overcrowded that staff has people sleeping on floors in the
gym. Since I have never harmed a soul in my life, I guess I belong
here also. Enough of feeling sorry for myself. I really love
your paper and ask you to send it to me here as soon as possible.
I certainly would appreciate it. I wish I had one now to read.
Thank you for your time and support.
This letter is for a public service notice to be posted on
your website and in the Razor Wire to help locate my son, Brandon
Lee Burns who has been missing as a runaway for the past year
and half from Aberdeen, South Dakota. He is 17 years old now
and has been missing since July 28, 1999.
Brandon got into some trouble in South Dakota, was placed on
probation, which he has now violated, and is wanted by the Aberdeen
Police Department in Brown County, SD. Information can be obtained
from the South Dakota Missing Person's Clearinghouse, including
a photo of Brandon at http://www.missingkids.com or from Sgt.
Randy S. Majeske, (605) 626-7911 Aberdeen Police Dept.
Anything November Coalition can or will do is greatly appreciated
from the heart. I'm a father who has not seen my son Brandon
since March 1987. I have not even seen his image for 13 years
now except for the poster picture from the Missing Persons Clearinghouse.
Please help and join the Find Brandon accross America searches.
My name is Daisy Valentin. I'm a young Hispanic mother of
three children. I'm trying very hard to raise my three children,
but it's more than 'hard' when your whole family has gone to
the other life, and to know your husband got an 11-year prison
term for a non-violent first time offense. I hope that one day
we could make a change for the sake of our children. Please let's
become as one, and make a change for our kids.
I am a 52-year young prisoner of the war on drugs from Wisconsin
who, along with 1450 other men, is being warehoused in a private,
for-profit prison in Oklahoma run by the infamous Corrections
Corporation of America. I am serving my third incarceration as
a drug war POW after avoiding and fighting the authorities for
over 30 years.
I was totally blown away as I read a copy of the Razor Wire passed
on to me by a fellow prisoner here at NorthFork Correctional
facility. I have not read a newspaper instilled with such activism
and quality since the early days of the great Village Voice,
Beverly Barb, and Kaleidoscope, an underground newspaper I worked
on which was published in Wisconsin. Reading the Razor Wire has
definitely gotten my revolutionary, activist blood flowing again,
and I must say it feels great to find a cause so organized.
Upon my release in 22 months, I will pass the word to my extended
family and friends and hopefully become a coordinator for the
Coalition in Wisconsin. So at this time I would like to become
a member of the November Coalition and a soldier in the cause.
I'm sorry that I cannot contribute any cash at this time because
CCA does not pay much in wages, and their canteen prices and
telephone costs are criminal. Nevertheless, I am enclosing six
stamps to help you defray mailing costs and will send more as
Finally, thank you for having the guts and temerity to publish
such a powerful paper which succeeds in beating back the sense
of utter hopelessness I have been feeling for years. You are
a definite breath of fresh air.
Dana W. Hope
My name is Jim Danforth, and I am from Spokane Washington.
In 1987 I was caught with a .22 pistol and given a sentence of
six months in the Spokane County jail for possessing the gun.
The parole board for Washington gave me 36 more months for the
parole violation "felon in possession". While serving
the 'violation time', the federal government ordered a detainer
(a legal hold) to be placed on me. I was then sent back to Spokane
and went through a trial that Laurel and Hardy would be proud
My jury was out a whole 16 minutes. You may have heard of Judge
Quackenbush. This wise man saw fit to label me as career criminal
and thereby benefiting me with a 15-year mandatory sentence.
Then he enhanced again and proudly gave me the career offender
title also. He gave me 9 1/2 more years to increase my sentence
292 months. So when everyone was through giving me time, I received
a grand total of 334 months for a 22-hand gun. I grew up on the
streets of Spokane, and I did get into trouble. But my crimes
were nonviolent crimes, 2nd-degree burglary mostly. I did my
share of time for those too.
I have been in FCI El Reno now going on nine years. I have a
daughter living in Spokane. She was 8 years old when I fell;
now she is 20 years of age with two daughters of her own. I have
not seen her or the granddaughters since I have been here because
of the high cost of traveling from Spokane to Oklahoma. I know
no one in Oklahoma; so I have had no visits in nine years.
I am writing this letter to inform the people everywhere that
we need to bring back something like parole in the prisons. I
really feel that with my peculiar background I would have been
paroled a long time ago if there was a system of earned release.
I would have been able to see my daughter grow up and play with
my grandkids. But for12 years now I have seen only the walls
grow higher between my daughter and me.
She, to this day, does not believe I only got caught with a .22
handgun. She says no one gets that much time for just that. Yes,
the wisdom of young people, and she is so right - no one should.
In 1998 we had more Americans behind bars then on active duty
in the armed forces. The time to act is now.
Bring back parole so that most prisoners can improve their lives
while confined, and hope reasonably to again see their families.
My name is Jimmy Rouse, and I'm currently in Craighead County
jail on a drug charge. A friend of mine sent my name along with
others, and I got the Razor Wire in the mail today, and as I
read this paper, I was overwhelmed by the ways the government
has tried to keep the drug war active. I had no idea it has gone
As of right now I cannot afford to donate any money, but I would
like you to sign me up as a member. I do feel in my case that
I will be judged unjustly because I am an addict and not a pillar
of society. I would like to bring to your attention the injustice
in this state prison also. Certain prisons here in Arkansas do
not provide adequate medical facilities and rehabilitation for
the growing drug problems and drug addicts here in Arkansas.
Thank you very much for letting me read and enjoy your paper,
and I hope you will let me keep getting it.
My name is Sylvester Flowers. I'm in the new Hanover County
Jail awaiting sentencing for conspiracy to distribute crack cocaine.
I found a sheet from your newspaper in here, and it impressed
me greatly that someone cares about the P.O.W.s in this so-called
drug war. I'm from a small town where I'm surely not the only
one ignorant of the atrocities going on in the federal courts
every day. Please help me to enlighten them by mailing an issue
of your paper.
Surely God will place your names atop the list of those who
care, and will deal with each and everyone accordingly. I am
on my way (again) to some (hell on earth) prison in Texas. I
have a new 10-year sentence for trying to steal cigarettes to
support my crack addiction. I am not denying guilt, by a long
shot, but I still wonder why I wasn't offered treatment? Could
it be because I'm a three-time loser? All of my other convictions
were drug related. I don't suppose it could be because I couldn't
hire a big time lawyer or the fact that all of my sentences are
from the same county in Texas.
By the way, I'm a white male 42 years old. Been addicted to different
drugs and alcohol since I was 12. I've been on the Oprah show
and Inside Edition. In 1980, some friends and I stole an air
conditioner to buy beer. I got three in T.D.C. While there, I
was placed in the position of "dog boy". I was bitten
over 300 times in a six-month period, and on one particular day,
right after filling a lawsuit, I was bitten 56 times and almost
I carry scars on my body and on my mind. Unless you've been there
or had a loved one there, you won't understand. It's like being
put in a cage and carried off to another county where all human
rights are non-existent. I hate so much to go back there, but
I'd rather be there than on the dope. I cry for my poor old mother
who has to watch her addicted son leave again for hell. I pray
to God every day that she and my old man will live till my release.
Ain't that a damn shame?