PRISONER EXPRESS

There will be many celebrations when I win my appeal in the next 4 months to 2 years. But I'm not going to let all this happiness leave me unwary. The authorities will be scheming hard on ways to get me back on their prisoner-ranch. Why? Because I'm a source of very bad publicity for them. I am proof of their corruption. They lied, forced two witnesses to lie, and stole DNA and fingerprints to get me into their prison system 35 years ago. Since then, I've managed to raid their records, vaults and warehouses and prove they lied, and prove they stole evidence. I even found the killer for them.

Now they have to pay. Or, more precisely, now the taxpayers who had nothing to do with hiring these malevolent buffoons have to pay for their cops' crimes against me.

This is why my celebrations will be lack-luster and sedate, because, once again, the actual criminal will be permitted to escape justice.