Monthly Archives: May 2009

by Brian A. Wilkins
5/14/2009

This letter corresponds with Wednesday, September 3, 2008. Click here to view the complete “55 Days In Maricopa County Jail” series.

Damn! I’m writing this morning, so that means I woke up again. Soon, I’ll have total control of that though. I think I’ve grown about as thick of a beard as I possibly can. Doesn’t really matter what I look like in here, so why not. And its been at least two months since I’ve had a haircut. I’m even having dreams now that the manifest content is basically telling me to kill  myself. … Read Entire Article

by Brian A. Wilkins
5/14/2009

This day corresponds with Tuesday, September 2, 2008. Click here for the complete “55 Days in Maricopa County Jail” series.

I’m solidly and unequivocally convinced that the only way I’m going to wake up and not be severely depressed and unhappy is if I don’t wake up at all. This infinite sadness is by far the worst, even for my life. Court dates and facts mean nothing. They are nothing more than puppet shows for Euro-America’s justice system. It just sucks that upon my exits from here, there will be pain involved. But that pain … Read Entire Article

by Brian A. Wilkins
5/14/2009

This day corresponds with Monday, September 1, 2008. Click here for the complete  “55 Days In Maricopa County Jail” series.

I’m now on the welcome mat of the Grim Reaper’s house. I cannot believe it is now September. I have been in here since July; entirely too long. Death and I would be well acquainted if it weren’t for Rodney. I would feel like I’m letting him down if I gave up. But the bottom line is, I’m not going to make it much longer. Sleeping in filth, consisting of smelly, dirty clothes and a … Read Entire Article

by Brian A. Wilkins
5/14/2009

This day corresponds with Sunday, August 31, 2008. For those of you who this is the first “55 Days in Maricopa County jail” blog entry you’re coming across, I kept a journal during my 55(-ish) days of being held hostage there. Click here to read them all in order (scroll to the bottom for Day 1). I doubt I will live to see New Year’s Eve 2009-2010, as either I’ll be murdered by Maricopa County Sheriff’s goons or Tempe Police goons; or I’ll have a stroke or heart attack; or these people will try and … Read Entire Article