DEMONSTRATIONS OF 6/21–6/25, 2010
Demonstration in Albany, NY, of June 21, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at
445 Broadway in Albany, NY at 11:40 am on Monday, June 21, 2010.
It was a hot and sunny day. The area was very run down and
quiet. After about 10 minutes I wondered why I was wasting my
time here, since there were almost no passersby. However at 12:00
noon the action picked up. The noontime crowd came onto the
streets. Also at noon, a local FIJA activist arrived. He
did not participate, but remained the full time to be a witness.
At 12:05 pm 3 guards from Wackenhut Security
exited the building and started asking me questions, which I refused to
answer. Instead I asked them to identify themselves, which they
did not do. Moments later a police car arrived with a city
policeman and two federal Protection Services police from Homeland
Security. Then what appeared to be three federal marshals
appeared. Ms. Profety, #273, from the Federal Protection Service
asked more questions and informed me that I could not pass out
literature in front of a federal courthouse. I demurred and
continued to pass out the American Jury Institute pamphlet entitled
“A Primer for Prospective Jurors” along with my insert
THE JUDGE WILL
INSTRUCT THE JURY THAT IT MUST UPHOLD THE LAW AS HE GIVES IT
HE WILL BE LYING
THE JURY MUST JUDGE THE LAW AS WELL AS THE FACTS
JURIES WERE INSTITUTED TO PROTECT THE CITIZENS
FROM GOVERNMENT TYRANNY
IT IS NOT THE DUTY OF THE JURY TO UPHOLD THE LAW
THE JURY’S DUTY TO SEE THAT JUSTICE IS DONE.
Finally another Federal Protective Service
officer informed me that I was on federal property and was forbidden to
distribute literature. I responded that I knew that I was on
federal property, that I was the owner of this property, and that he
was working for me.
My last comment seemed to befuddle the
officers. They mulled it over for awhile deciding what to
do. Finally they all left, except for one officer who stood by
the entrance about 5 feet behind me to observe events until I
left. He never approached me.
I continued to distribute about 40 pamphlets
until 1:05 pm when the FIJA activist and I left. I did not even
receive a citation.
Demonstration in Hartford, CT on June 22, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse, 450
Main Street, Hartford, CT at 8:30 am on Tuesday, June 22, 2010.
There were already two Federal Protective Service police cars parked
immediately in front of the courthouse, which remained during my
stay. I met my companion from Albany and a couple with a camera
who took pictures of the activities. It was a mild and sunny day.
I started passing out the American Jury
Institute pamphlet “ A Primer for Prospective Jurors” along
with my flier at 8:40 am. I passed out about 50 pamphlets by 9:30
am, including one to a federal officer. Except for him, who stood
in the courthouse door, no other federal agents approached us.
Since I had only brought 50 pamphlets with me,
they were all gone by 9:30 am, so we ceased operations. I found
out later that day from a Federal Protection Service officer in
Springfield, MA, who had been on duty in the morning in Hartford, that
I was not approached because I never was on federal property. The
sidewalk I used was city property.
Demonstration in Springfield, MA, on June 22, 2010
I arrived a the U. S. District Courthouse, 300
State Street, Springfield, MA at 11:30 am. It was a hot and sunny
A FOX NEWS camera crew was at the courthouse
filming people leaving the courthouse from another trial. They
started packing up to leave when I asked them if they wished to record
another arrest. They unpacked and set up their equipment focused
on me before I started passing out literature. It was now 11:40 am, so
I started passing out pamphlets from federal property. My
compatriot from Albany and Hartford arrived. Again he did not
participate, but stayed as a witness.
Immediately, I was approached by two Federal
Protective Service officers who identified themselves when I asked them
to do so. They were Mr. McManus #188 and Ms. Rosnierz #156.
They were very polite, but gave me five warnings to leave federal
property and move to city property over the course of the next 30
minutes. They were very polite and non-confrontational. I showed
them my permit to be there (Amendment I of the U. S.
Constitution). They were not influenced by that. At a
subsequent warning, I told them this was federal property, that I am
the owner of this property, and that they worked for me. They
were not moved by this fact. I did not move, but they would not
arrest me with FOX NEWS cameras pointed at me.
At 12:15 pm, a police car with more Federal
Protective Service police arrived at the courthouse. At 12:20 pm,
FOX NEWS gave up and left. There had not been much pedestrian
traffic, and I passed out only about 15 pamphlets.
At 12:27 pm I was placed under arrest by
Officer McManus. I fell to the ground and lay perfectly
motionless and silent. The officers treated me with respect,
spoke in normal and polite language. They used no profanity in
contrast to some of my other experiences. They called Springfield
Emergency Medical Service, who came, put me on a stretcher, and carried
me into an ambulance. During transport my pants were ripped
unintentionally. My witness called my wife to notify her of my
arrest. She then notified bile.
The medical exam started in the
ambulance. Since I would not talk, they ground their knuckles
into my chest to inflict pain and make me talk, but I did not do
so. When we reached the hospital, I was put on a gurney and
wheeled into the emergency room, where the staff worked on me.
Since I did not utter a sound or move a muscle, they ground their
knuckles into me five more times. This was quite painful.
As I write this, four days later, my chest is still discolored blue,
where blood vessels were broken. If I touch the area, I still
One of my fingers was pinched to inflict more
pain. In addition a bullet shaped object was inserted deeply into
my left nostril. This was very painful and caused me to
moan. It was left in my nostril for some time continuing to cause
pain before it was removed. There was no medical reason for this,
because I heard the staff discussing that the purpose was to cause
paint to make me speak.
In addition to the torture, some legitimate
medical practices were employed. Three different insertions were
made in my arms and finger to draw blood on three occasions. Some
fluid was circulated through my body through a fourth puncture. I
was given oxygen through nose plugs. At some point ammonia was
added, which causes severe irritation. It was quickly
My blood pressure was taken repeatedly.
Also my temperature was taken. Both were normal.
At about 3:00 pm Officer McManus, who made the
arrest, said that he had arranged for me to be released, if I signed
some notices. If not I would have to see a magistrate and be held
overnight, so I would miss my appointment in Concord, NH. (They knew my
whole itinerary, since they regularly intercept my E-mails.)
Since I was about to be released, I talked and agreed to the
terms. It was very thoughtful for Officer McManus to have made
this arrangement for me.
One of the nurses gave me hell for being so
inconsiderate in my behavior when there were other really sick people
who needed the medical attention. I thought that this was not the
time, place, or person to discuss the finer details of constitutional
law, so I took the abuse like a wimp without responding.
After the hospital discharged me, Officer
McManus and I left the hospital at about 3:15 pm. He handcuffed
me in front for our drive back to the courthouse. He apologized for
this, but said that it was a regulation. Since he was the only
officer in the car, this was a reasonable precaution. At the
courthouse, I was uncuffed. Officer McManus filled out the discharge
papers, and took my photo. I signed the discharge papers, which
were two citations. The two citations were for distributing literature
on federal property [41 CFR 102–74.415(c)] and failure to comply
with directions of a LEO [41 CFR 102–74.385]. All of my
property, including the pamphlets, was returned, and I was released at
about 4:00 pm.
The Federal Protective Service officers were
polite, readily identified themselves, never used profanity, and were
gentle and considerate of me. They were models of what I would
expect and hope for police personnel. If I did not answer a
question, they did not press the issue. McManus asked for my social
security number, which I would not provide, so he dropped the
matter. Their only flaw was the failure to advise me of my Fifth
Amendment right to remain silent. In this particular case, I knew
what that was and used it.
Demonstration in Concord, NH, of June 23, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at
55 Pleasant Street, Concord, NH at 11:30 am on Wednesday, June 23,
2010. It was a warm and sunny day. FIJA activists started
appearing with cameras, video cameras, and The Free Keane Press
newspaper. Among the activists was my buddy from Albany,
Hartford, and Springfield. The picture taking and interviews
I started passing pamphlets at 11:45 am.
I was on city property in front of the courthouse. The Federal
Protective Service never appeared. There were not many passersby,
so I only distributed 10 or 15 pamphlets. However FIJA supporters
kept showing up. There were 27 of us doing interviews and
comparing activities. One man appeared dressed in a judge’s
robe and wig and was carrying the scales of justice.
My chest was discolored and ached from the
previous day’s pounding. It was a popular object for
picture taking. We quit at about 1:05 pm. A few of us had
lunch across the street at a pizza parlor. Then I left for Boston.
Demonstration in Boston, MA, of June 24, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at 1
Courthouse Way, Boston, MA, at 11:43 am on Thursday, June 24,
2010. It was a hot (88F), sunny, and windy day. When I
arrived there were 3 police personnel at both entrances of the building.
At the front of the courthouse, the federal
property was just a 3-foot wide sidewalk. I decided not to stand
on federal property for several reasons:
I would have been arrested immediately.
There was almost no pedestrian traffic on the sidewalk.
I had made arrangements to be at the Porcupine Festival (PorcFest)
in Lancaster, NH, later in the day and did not want to get arrested.
There was no-one with me to be a witness or to notify my wife, if
Furthermore, the courthouse bordered on the Charles River.
Over the river was a foot bridge with its exit immediately in front of
one of the courthouse entrances. There was considerable
pedestrian traffic on this bridge. I stood at the exit and
distributed about 50 American Jury Institute pamphlets entitled
“A Primer for Prospective Jurors” and my flier.
As time went on, the wind got stronger and
stronger, so it was difficult to hold my JURY INFO sign. Also it
was 88F. A thunder storm was predicted for 2:00 pm, but it looked
like it would appear earlier. I left at 12:55 pm, 20 minutes
earlier than the scheduled time to quit. I did not want to get
soaked by the rain. Also it was hot and my hand was beginning to
hurt from holding the sign in the wind. Excuses, excuses,
excuses! It is difficult to get reliable help these days.
Festival in Lancaster, NH, of June 24–25, 2010
I arrived at the Rogers Motel and Campground in
the White Mountains of New Hampshire in Lancaster, NH at 6:00 pm on
Thursday, June 24, 2010. The scenery and weather were
wonderful. As I entered, I was met by “bile” who
acted as my chaperone throughout my visit. After checking in, we
had gyros and baklava for dinner.
Then we went to the opening ceremonies, which
were chaired by the festival organizer, Carla Gericke. After the
other staff were introduced and thanked, we heard a lecture by Stefan
Molyneux. His topic was government control of the population with
the use of language. Examples were “Social Security,”
“Military Intelligence,” and “Public
Safety.” How could anyone be against those things?
Unless you analyzed what they really were!
Social Security is a program where part of your
salary is taken from you to spend on various government programs.
Then more money is stolen from the next generation to pay you back,
after being taxed, and spend what is left of that
generation’s money on more government programs. This was
the greatest Ponzi scheme ever invented until universal medical
care. Sooner of later, it is bound to collapse.
Military Intelligence is a program to send
young adult Americans to Afghanistan to be killed by the Taliban, so
that the Taliban will not have to come to the United States to do the
Public Safety means putting potentially
dangerous people (owners and sellers of plants, vegetables, and
flowers), gamblers, ticket scalpers, fortune tellers, loiterers,
prostitutes, pamphleteers and photographers on federal property, in
prison before they commit real crimes.
After this talk, bile and I attended the Awards
Ceremony, where Handcuff Medals were given to anyone arrested for
freedom activities. This included bile and myself. I also
had the honor of accepting the award for George Donnelly, who had been
arrested at a FIJA distribution in Allentown, PA on May 11, 2010. but
was not present at the Awards Ceremony.
Then bile and I attended the live Radio Free
Talk broadcast, where both of us were interviewed separately, in
addition to many others. I went to bed after this. Bile was
on his own.
On Friday morning, June 25, 2010, at 10:00 am,
I had a video interview with CopBlock.org. At 12:00 noon, Bob
Constantin, Rich Angell, Ofer Nave, and I hosted a forum on FIJA
activities to explain the purpose of FIJA and the where and how to
distribute pamphlets. We each gave brief opening statements and
then answered questions from the floor.
After this I spent some time talking with other
activists at the campsite. It was a very friendly and informal
group of people. I had my picture taken with many of the
participants. Thirty eight new Tyranny Fighters were added to my
E-mail list. At about 3:00 pm, I left for the long ride