"the distrust is, as you can see...TOTAL"
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february 18th And so the big, PERFECT book about the case du Ramsey hit the sales stands (shipping at #1) today after a week of headlined revelations.Les webmistress LISA told me in a collect call soundbyte from New York this afternoon that I was in it. She said I'm a segment. Or perhaps she called me Smegma...one or the other. This must be that blessed "ATTENTION" that people keep accusing me of seeking. Antidoesitmatter. I have NO IDEA what the book says about me, but I have reason to FEAR it...only in my situation. Those of you so buttly plugged into les case du Ramsey who snatched up that book will, I'm certain, now know that detectives Thomas and Gosage asked me a lot about HOMOSEXUALITY. What it means to the case, I don't know, but that word, should it waft into the jail, will cause me a hell of a time. And so you see why it was so upsetting NOT to be returned to the SINGLE CELL I'd EARNED before I left for Gilpin and Douglas Counties. It was IMPERATIVE to me that I not have a cellmate when this book came out IN CASE a reference to homosexuality should surface. It cost me THREE MORE WEEKS in this jail to move crazily over here to med.B to REOBTAIN the room THEY SAY I arbitrarily lost. If le "allegre" thing is to surface it would be the IDIOTIC DUTY of ANY cellie of mine to have a HISSY FIT that would result in MY REMOVAL from the pod. If I am placed in "Ad-Seg" (administrative segregation) on protective custody I can NOT earn ANY goodtime. So I anticipated a cut of losses by forcing the move to med.B, where I could get a single. If les storm of so what simple truths shall hit, well then, MAYBE I can live out my miserable days here just being OSTRACIZED. Look back, you with scrollability, and you'll find I got the single room what, 2 weeks before D Day? And by the by...those of you in chatland at www.bouldernews.com...it did NOT escape me, your BITCHY little guesses about les orientation. You should KNOW that I don't care about it AT ALL except under ONE circumstance, jail. 4 months and 3 weeks to go. This morning this side of the jail awoke to FIRE ALARMS. Last nite a 2nd raging windstorm struck the jail. Again workmen began bubblin/gurglin TAR, but this time les dingbats caught the roof on fire. They popped all our cells and herded us to the gym, where we sat for hours...and they MADE us sit since they had to mix several pods together and we so deeply outnumbered guards. Deputy Dana Pearson (deep personality flaws) had to leave because everybody kept whistling at/humiliating her.(On the website you should be able to find an "incident report" involving her questioning me at......... The reporter I blamed the incident on was none other than CHARLIE BRENNAN, who did the interview for "Perfect Murder". Everywhere one looks one sees the cover of "Perfect", which features a view of the rock formations known as "les FLATIRONS", which hover (papillonner) over Boulder, and since I moved to Med. B, why sure, hons, I can see them out my window. Since we've now gotten into les territory of undulating with other men (not corpses? How disappointed some of you must be) I can tell you about JUST WHAT EXACTLY DID HAPPEN to those morgue log pages soon. It involves a gay business in Denver. Let us wait a decent interval..such as through the weekend...to see if monsieur Schiller covered it, for I did tell it to Charlie Brennan in December 1997.TICK,TICK,TICK. It's a humor bomb. I believe on the website you can download "Dear Clarksburg", a song done by one Randy Walker of S.F. When the story of the missing morgue logs broke, in a fit of pique I sent them to him. And OH, what happened then was RICH. One last thing...random...a story of this BUSY Ramsey week. I spoke with Bill Weiss, a guard, about the breaking story of D.A. ALEX HUNTER secretly giving ugly personal info ABOUT THE POLICE to tabloid reporters. Seriously, in his own words,he said, "I wonder if he's the bastard who sold our police files to a realty company salesman who keeps hounding all of us". The distrust is...as you can see...TOTAL. current | 1999 | 1998 | colfax diaries |