Category Archives: 55 Days In Maricopa County Jail

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

by Brian A. Wilkins
3/11/2009

For a total of about six days, I felt about as “normal” as I possibly can since being taken and held hostage by the Tempe Police and Maricopa County from July 22 – September 17. For the second time in eight months, I landed the highest-paying job I’d ever had, on March 5 at a mortgage company. I had to temper my happiness and excitement about getting started, as I had a feeling the U.S. justice system, Tempe Police, and Maricopa County would take this job, as they did the other highest-paying job I ever had, … Read Entire Article

This day corresponds with Saturday, August 30th.

This day corresponds with Friday, August 29. I’m trying to get as many of these published as possible. With the Notice of Claim being served on Tempe Police and the research I’ve been doing in the event I’m forced to file a federal lawsuit (and the fact I’m virtually homeless) I haven’t had the time to get these done.  

by Brian A. Wilkins

1/22/09

This day corresponds with Thursday, August 28, 2008.

Jesus Christ, I swear these people are angry eunuchs or just pissed at the world of “black people” because of Obama, Michael Jordan, and whomever else is more successful than they are. A few seconds ago, this fool came banging on the window of this cell (keep in mind, its like 4 a.m. and I was sleeping relatively soundly) and said, “turn your bracelet around! I can’t see your picture on it!” He was referring to that pink thing I had to wear around my … Read Entire Article

by Brian A. Wilkins

1/22/09

This day corresponds with Wednesday, August 27, 2008.

Another day of consciousness in here, another day of empty existence. It was nice to see Leonard walk out of here to freedom a few minutes ago, but who knows what may happen to him now. He has no where to go/stay, no money, and I highly doubt we could fill out a job application by himself. They had to let him go by law, even though they unlawfully held him for an extra week. His parole, I think, is from his Texas prison time. … Read Entire Article

by Brian A. Wilkins

1/22/09

This day corresponds with Tuesday, August 26, 2008.

Another day, another incidence of me waking up in this place. I just woke up in the middle of a dream with Paula Abdul in it. I asked her out on a date and she said yes. What was really funny is when I asked her if she and Ryan Seacrest ever dated? She said, “no, I just have sex with him!” Then she said she hated Ringo Starr; I wasn’t even sure where that came from. Right when she started fixing the collar on … Read Entire Article

by Brian A. Wilkins

1/22/09

This day corresponds with Monday, August 25, 2008. 

Well if I lived in a country with due process of its laws, I would right now be on my way to the brand-spanking new downtown Phoenix campus of Arizona State University where the journalism school is now housed. Or maybe I’d be on my way to work, then heading to class at night at that aforementioned campus, to begin my final lap in a long journey towards finally graduating. I should also be celebrating my presumed, assumed, likely success from my two fantasy football … Read Entire Article