"after the fire"
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october 21st Now get this. The ultimate insult to injury. TWELVE HOURS AFTER THE FIRE (in which I left various objects with MY name on them a semi charred state on the floor under the mail slot) I couldn't stand wandering around any more assuming the police were looking for me around noon I called Det. Ron Gosage. When he came on the line he was first concerned with the horrific noice in the background. Tied to a meter there stood a dog who was actually completely calm but was whining at the top of his lungs for his owner, who was in Lolitas market. Gosage couldn't help but think I was torturing some thing or somebody. No luck, I tell you! So I explained that and then I asked if anyone had
been at the Ramsey house this morning, Gosage answered by saying that HE had not.
"WHY?" Then I told him I started a fire at the Ramsey house the previous
night, he said "OH YOU WHAT?" He then asked where I was and I described
the businesses on the corners and he said to wait and he'd come. I'd attemped to
call him from the SAME pay phone the night before, I lit a cigarette and waited.
Feeling In moments Det. Gosage and Thomas showed up in their unmarked car, along with a set of regular officers in a regular police car. Gosage patted me down. I wouldn't really tell him much. He said at that point they knew nothing about the fire but they were placing me in protective custody. I was handcuffed and put in the patrol car. We drove behind the detectives. I thought we were going to the PD Headquarters or the jail, but we went straight to the Ramsey house. We parked on the street right in front of the R house. I never left the car. I sweltered in it handcuffed for at least 45 minutes while I watched the questioning of neightbors and the arrival of various other offices and fire people. The police DID NOT want to make any mistakes about entering the house. (The exact reason why this was a good place for me to lash out about being asked about ANY MURDER AND THE R MURDER). This was a big problem ith this stuff what will they do for the Ramseys on their big problems? Further....Yes, of course it as a wedge in plea negotations. I alluded to it in strange letters to random Boulderites KNOWING FULL WELL they would turn them over and THEY DID. It was obvious that the DA's office did not want anything to happen that would change the nature of the Ramsey lawyer team. If they didn't come up with an acceptable plea deal they KNEW I would go to trial, fire my lousy liar Public Defender, Cary Lacklen, and do nothing at trial but go straight to tainted evidence and THAT could have got loud enough that Morgan might have had to leave the case for the Ramseys, possibly amongst others. This posibility was averted by rearranging my charges. I told Tripp DeMuth, Lou Smit and lousy Lacklin that I would NOT take any deal with lengthy strings. They gave me the thing I had to have in order to plead guilty, which is that the probation is ticking with my time. They'd have give me MUCH more time in prison with no chance for input or demands from ME if it hadn't been for their ridiculous need to AVOID having discussion of Ramsey attorney activities at the R house with my evidence discussed in court. And so I plead guilty in January of 98 (postponed throughout December because of the publicity element of the anniversary). I got back from court so late, that the deputy parked the van out in the jails parking lot and walked me in because he couldn't drive me in the covered garage full of vehicles parked for the night. There was NO ONE in court but me, Judge Dellipanni, One Deputy, Lou Smit, Tripp DeMuth and Cary Lacklen, my public defender. I've so OFTEN never went to court as scheduled, but more by "surprise" to me, thanks to having a "cell out" for a lawyer. I'd see Lacklen leave court appearances with Tripp DeMuth. Tripp DeMuth - kinda arrogant I must say. Weird alligator boots. Afterwards I wrote him a couple of times of things I'd heard and I think I implied that I wouldn't bring up this subject but I was high on dropping the case from my hair. Now I've SAT here all year watching the spin spin spin. I'm not saying anything in THIS atmosphere that I wouldn't testify to. DISCUSS (and all with Ramsey agent Smit sitting in). The End for now current | 1999 | 1998 | colfax diaries |