David l. Wood Recieves an Execution date of august 20, 2009

David L. Wood Receives an Execution Date of August 20, 2009, by the State of Texas
May 13, 2009 by
Dee
Is Texas About to Execute The Wrong Man?

David L. Wood sits in a cell on Texas death row counting the days until his scheduled execution. He claims he is innocent and that by executing him, will bring no justice. His execution is scheduled for August 20, 2009, in Texas a state who has executed more death row inmates than any other state in the nation.

Wood was convicted of the rape and murder of one women, and indicted for the rape and murder of several young women in El Paso back in 1987. He was called a serial killer and the crime was called "The Northeast Desert Murders."

His trial bring many questions to my mind. I did an interview with David, and have paper work to back up his allegations. There were no positive match from his DNA, and there were no eye witness's to the crimes he was convicted of. He completely cooperated with police and officials handling this case.

Although Wood admits he had prior convictions for rape, he maintains his innocence in this case. I imagine when a sexual crime is committed, the state runs a check for any registered sex offenders in the area, but it doesn't necessary mean that one of those sex offenders are responsible for the crime.

What troubles me the most about this case is the use of "jailhouse snitch testimony." Jailhouse snitch testimony is when the DA or other official pays another inmate or promises a reduction in sentence, or even freedom to testify against a defendant. The use of this kind of testimony is unethical, unbelievable, and a corruption and mockery of our justice system. Some of the jailhouse snitches used are "career snitches." Their testimony can't seriously be taken serious, nor is it credible.

Jailhouse snitch testimony had a huge part in the conviction of Wood. Wood describes in his interview how the DA used a career jailhouse snitch to help get him convicted. You can read about it here.

While Wood has been incarcerated all these years, similar crimes like the one he has been convicted of have occurred. Approximately 150 miles or so from El Paso, in Albuquerque New Mexico, the remains of 12 bodies have been discovered, buried in a remote area, in a similar fashion as the victims in Wood's case. According to elpasotimes.com "detectives are also reviewing cases involving dozens of women who vanished from the city in the past two decades."

This makes one wonder if they had a reason to go back 20 years. Wood stated that detectives from Albuquerque had tried to talk to him when he was in jail in 1987, but the El Paso detectives told them there was no need, that he wasn't involved. He states he wasn't involved but wonders why they wouldn't let anyone talk to him.

Until Texas can say that they are 100% sure David L. Wood committed the crimes he is scheduled to die for, a review of his case should be taken. Some people believe that Wood is innocent and a petition asking Governor Rick Perry for a stay of execution or clemency be granted can be read and signed here.

Sources:Associated Content
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/568683/interview_convicted_serial_killer_david.html?cat=17


Elpasotimes.com
http://www.elpasotimes.com/ci_12068200?source=most_viewed

Care2 Petition site
http://www.thepetitionsite.com/3/stop-the-texas-execution-of-texas-david-l-wood

Petition to sign to get rid of The Law of Parties

This petition urges texas legislators to support House Bill 304 and House Bill 2267; both which call for ending the death penalty as a sentencing option for law of parties cases. Please sign this and pass it along. We need @ least 5000 signatures in 1 month!!! Please...innocent men awaiting execution for murders they did not commit are counting on you!!!http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/Challenge-the-Texas-Law-of-Parties

Parole letters needed, please read

PAROLE LETTERS NEEDED FOR PAPA BENNIE PRICE
PLEASE COULD YOU WRITE PAROLE LETTERS FOR BENNIE PAPA PRICE, HE NEEDS THESE LETTERS DONE WITHIN THE NEXT 3 MONTHS, THIS WILL BE ADDED . PLEASE SPARE SOME TIME TO WRITE THESE LETTERS FOR BENNIE PAPA PRICE, PLEASE GIVE HIM A CHANCE TO COME BACK HOME INTO THE COMMUNITY AGAIN.BENNIE PAPA PRICE 715136264 FM 3478 ESTELLE UNITESTELLEHUNTSVILLETEXAS 77320THIS IS WHAT CAN BE INCLUDED IN THE PAROLE LETTER* SUPPORT LETTERS FOR THE PAROLE FILE."THERE ARE NO RULES FOR SUPPORT LETTERS. THESE ARE ONLY GUIDELINES AND SUGGESTIONS. USE WHAT FITS YOUR SITUATION, DONT BE AFRAID TO ASK PEOPLE TO WRITE LETTERS. MANY PEOPLE CARE AND WANT TO HELP. YOUR REQUEST FOR HELP MAY GIVE THEM A BETTER UNDERSTANDING OF THE CRIMINAL JUSTICE PROCESS.*THE LETTERS COULD INCLUDE AND SHOW THE FOLLOWING*1. SOMEBODY KNOWS THE OFFENDER AND CARES2. THE OFFENDER HAS FREE WORLD INPUT WHILE IN PRISON3. SOMEONE WILL HELP WHEN HE OR SHE GETS OUT.4. THE GOOD SIDE OF THE OFFENDER, AND THUS HELPS BALANCE THE BAD SIDE WHICH APPEARS IN HIS OR HER CRIMINAL RECORD.*WHO WRITES SUPPORT LETTERS*1. FAMILY MEMBERS, CLOSE FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES.2. DISTANT RELATIVES, AUNTS UNCLES AND GRANDPARENTS3. RESPECTED MEMBERS OF THE COMMUNITY INCLUDING PAST AND PRESENT EMPLOYERS, MINISTERS, TEACHER, RELIGIOUS INSTRUCTORS, STUDENTS, COUNSELLORS, AND VOLUNTEERS FROM COMMUNITY. PEOPLE WHO KNOW THE OFFENDERS FAMILY AND CAN STATE THAT THEIR SUPPORT WILL BE OF VALUE DURING THE OFFENDERS RE-ADJUSTMENT TO THE COMMUNITY."WHAT SHOULD SUPPORT LETTERS LOOK LIKE*A LETTER OF SUPPORT SHOULD MAKE A GOOD APPEARANCE. IF POSSIBLE IT SHOULD BE TYPED AND ON ONE PAGE, IF EVERYTHING THAT NEEDS TO BE SAID CAN BE COVERED IN ONE PAGE. IF THE LETTER IS FROM A BUSINESS OR PROFESSIONAL PERSON, IT SHOULD BE WRITTEN IN LETTERHEAD STATIONARY, IF POSSIBLE.AT THE TIME OF THE PAROLE INTERVIEW 3-10 SUPPORT LETTERS SHOULD BE ENOUGH , KEEP SENDING SUPPORT LETTERS REGULARLY, NOT JUST AT THE PAROLE REVIEW DATE . THIS SHOWS CONSISTENCY, ACTIVE SUPPORT AND LETS THE PAROLE BOARD KNOW THAT YOU’LL STICK WITH THE OFFENDER AFTER RELEASE.*WHAT TO SAY?*1. THE RELATIONSHIP TO THE OFFENDER2. HOW LONG YOU HAVE KNOWN THE OFFENDER.3. YOUR BELIEF THAT, DESPITE THE MISTAKE HE IS A GOOD PERSON.4. THE REASON YOU FEEL THIS WAY5. YOUR BELIEF THAT THE OFFENDER WILL BE USEFUL A LAW ABIDING CITIZEN, IF GIVEN THE OPPORTUNITY. YOU CAN ALSO DESCRIBE IMPROVEMENTS IN THE OFFENDERS ATTITUDE, BEHAVIOUR EFFORTS HE HAS MADE TO IMPROVE. YOU CAN ALSO MENTION THE KIND OF HELP YOU CAN PROVIDE, LIKE CLOTHING, TRANSPORTATION. OTHER KINDS OF HELP. SOME PEOPLE ARE WILLING TO HELP THE OFFENDING IN SOME WAY BUT DONT HAVE MONEY OR A JOB TO OFFER, A LETTER SHOULD STATE IF THEY OFFER TO SPEND TIME WITH THE OFFENDER DONG SOMETHING POSITIVE, OR WORTHWHILE OR THEY CAN OFFER ADVICE OR ENCOURAGEMENT. THIS KIND OF HELP IS VERY NECESSARY FOR SOMEONE JUST RELEASED FROM PRISON.WHERE TO SEND SUPPORT LETTERS.YOU SHOULD SEND YOUR SUPPORT LETTERS TO THE BOARD OF PARDONS AND PAROLES IN ....AUSTIN...., YOU MAY ALSO WRITE LETTERS DIRECTLY TO THE MEMBERS OF THE PAROLE PANEL WHICH IS VOTING ON THE CASE. AFTER THE REVIEW PROCESS HAS STARTED CALL THE ....HUNTSVILLE.... INSTITUTIONAL PAROLE OFFICE ON 936-291-2106 TO IDENTIFY THE REVIEWING BOARD MEMBERS NAMES, AND PHONE NUMBER. YOU CAN LEARN THEIR NAMES AND PHONE NUMBERS ONLY AFTER THEY HAVE STARTED REVIEWING THE CASE. THE OFFENDER MAY GET INFORMATION DURING HIS INTERVIEW OR MAY ASK ONE OF THE REGIONAL PAROLE OFFICES. YOU MAY ADDRESS YOUR LETTERS TO A SPECIFIC PERSON ON THE PAROLE BOARD, IF YOU WISH. IT IS ALSO ACCEPTABLE TO ADDRESS YOUR LETTERS TO DEAR PAROLE BOARD MEMBERS. THE LETTER WILL BE PLACED IN THE OFFENDERS FILE AND WILL BE READ MY MEMBERS OF THE PAROLE PANEL WHO REVIEW THE CASE.SEND LETTERS OF SUPPORT TO:TEXAS BOARD OF PARDONS AND PAROLESP.O.BOX 13401AUSTINTEXAS 78711-3401PHONE 936 291 3401BE SURE ALL LETTERS INCLUDE THE OFFENDERS NAME, TDCJ AND UNIT LOCATION, SEND LETTER TO THE BOARD OF PARDONS AND PAROLES, MAYBE SEND ONE TO THE INMATE, AND KEEP A COPY FOR YOURSELF

Stop This Execution

Michael Rosales is scheduled for execution tomorrow. Please call 4 him @ 512-463-2000
Posted by Terri Been on April 14, 2009 at 2:16pm in No More Death
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4/14/09Lubbock man scheduled for execution in HuntsvilleApril 14, 2009 05:50 PMLUBBOCK, TX (KCBD) - A Lubbock man is set to die Wednesday night inHuntsville after being sentenced to death for a 1997 murder.35-year-old Michael Rosales of Lubbock was sent to death row for the1997 beating and fatal stabbing of 67-year-old Mary Felder.On June 4, 1997, Rosales was in the process of committing burglary ofa habitation when he entered the home of Felder. Rosales claims hedid not know she was home, and he was subsequently discovered whilecommitting burglary. Rosales grabbed a kitchen knife from Felder'skitchen, stabbed her 137 times, and struck her with a hard objectresulting in her death.In 2004, the 5th US Circuit Court of Appeals granted a stay justhours before his scheduled execution.His execution is scheduled for Wednesday night at 6:00 p.m.http://www.kcbd.com/Global/story.asp?S=10180556&nav=3w6y

More from Reggie Blanton

THE CHAOTIC DEPTHS OF MY SOLITUDE:Entry (14th January 2009) I have largely felt discouraged from doing a lot of journal writing, like what I use to do for the DRIVE site, because it started to feel like an unfulfilling endeavor. The struggle I wrote about IS my life, not was; but IS. Granted I may not have articulated my struggle in a heart wrenching manner—no, no, I don't need to say it that way. Perhaps the bottom line is I wasn't persuasive enough. I couldn't shake society's conscience enough for them to see these flames of mine that melt flesh right off the bone. Too strong a metaphor? My neck burns right now. Unfulfilling indeed. Why expose the death, the decay, the blood stains, the horror, the dried up tear stains, the mucus, mu naked abused body, my soul to a people who merely find it entertaining reading as they stare, transfixed at their computer screen, sucking the food off their finger tips, in their cozy homes; safe, secure, maybe. Maybe living. But who knows this? Any part of this? I almost said "Nevermind, because it's about me anyway" but it's not just about me; its about us. It has always been about us, only "us" haven't realized this much; with the exception of a few. A small few. Ha! They just brought me a food loaf to eat for the lunch I turned down because spoiled food was on the tray. I'll explain in a minute. I guess what I'm trying to say is, the overall response of the people (outside these ghastly tomb walls, as well as those banished a prisoner in this wilderness of death) to the DRIVE movement had "wounded" (see poem with same title) me deeply. Maybe one day I will feel encouraged to expound upon my wounds. Nevertheless the pain made me yank my hand back away from sharing myself, everything I am, away from my journal writing, and I questioned my wound. And it spoke to me. I fought it, it fought me. It cried, I cried, We smiled at each other. Yet all the while, unbeknownst to you, the peeper in my window, my struggle continued. And for the meantime I feel motivated to let you peer into The Chaotic Depths of my Solitude. Perhaps my actions today was the result of my refusal to accept my chains, a refusal to accept being forced into this preconceived role the system needs me to play, not only out of need for their prisoner (those enchained, whether they are aware of it or not, physically or psychologically; and in this case, I'm even speaking of the pursued prisoner-to-be) to perpetuate the ignorance of the system uses to justify keeping their Frankenstein of a system alive and putrid, but alive. But the prisoner is also the mirror that reinforces the systems sense of self, of itself, when it looks into that mirror, at what it has made. Only it doesn't see it this way. They see no other way of looking at life; or death. (Shrugging my shoulders) It really just depends on how complex you believe this philosophical question to be. I know I have been thrusted into a line to die,"Die!" They scream with a crack of the whip "you have no self! Toby! Die!" They cry "Your spirit, the humanity of it, I will not tolerate! It may help you remember; help you rebel. Die!" They spit, spasming as if trying to cast a hex upon my soul; as if the gurney will arise, bolts flying from the floor as it brings itself to me. You would think I'm merely being creative, but I heard that certain racist organizations and other groups that want us dead "lay hands" on us everyday. Whatever "lay hands" is suppose to mean. "I hear that whipCRACK!!!!!SmokeCame from the slice in your skinBurning bright redLike crack pipes…." --excerpt from my poem "Free Style,!" Yeah that whip stings all sorts of epithets upon my Afrikan soil, my flesh, but no matter how hard they try, though I may fall to one Knee, bowing to no one, but the ONE, and maybe my Queen, they will not uproot my soul. They can't make me believe I'm guilty; they can't make me believe I deserve to live like this, fighting against a slow psychological and spiritual death, they can't make me believe I have no rights, that I deserve to die. I can never BE 999395. I AM life! I AM life! And life moves; it breathes, even if through chemical agents. And so I refuse passage, upon the property of my Humanity, to any oppressive, suppressive or repressive force. Well I refuse as much as possible because I'm hard pressed on every side of my BEing, and it's hard to defend yourself against mass misconception, media propaganda, the complicity of the judicial persecution system, Texas Department of Corrections inc., a reaper of death sentence that lurks over me, drooling, these vamirish sensory – depriving conditions, the psychological warfare this administration teaches its staff to wield against us daily, the numerous policies they violate daily, the spoiled, inadequate and ill-prepared food, systematic indifference, the reactionary suicide and homicide of fellow prisoners, their complacency, the pain of not being able to show Mama the full extent of the righteous man I've become, the pain of not being able to touch, smell, taste my Queen…. Should I go on? Sometimes some of these things snake their way through the aura of divine energy, I cultivate around myself through meditation, Hatha yoga and the liberating affect of struggling. Like right now, I have an intense headache from prolong exposure to chemical agents they doused me with a few hours ago. It was all in my hair, its on my walls, my floor, cell door, its pretty much over everything. And believe me when I say everything. Hold up, let me tie a sock around my head over my nose. Today, the floor officer awoken me to my lunch tray: a porkchop, I haven't seen in a long time, 2 biscuits, a boiled potato with gravy, green beans and beans. I was a lil happy, to see the porkchop, sick of the ground mystery meat, gristle and bone included, mixed with soggy over boiled noodles. I was just sitting down with my tray when my brother Obie Weathers, whos a few cages down from me hollered to get the officers attention. I was thinking to myself that something almost smelt spoiled. Then I heard weathers say the vegetables were spoiled. I smelled the tray and pulled my head back, almost ready to puke. Either the white beans (which are almost never cooked) or the green beans (which a lot of the times have stems in them) was spoiled. I also hollered at the officer and told him there was spoiled food on my tray, it was probably 11.30am. We waited and waited and waited. 2pm came around and we still didn't get any relief, we wondered why were were the only two targeted and given spoiled food, or was everybody else accepting it? You'll be surprised at how many times I've seen dozens of prisoners accept these trays, without one thing to say; almost as if afraid to let another prisoner know they had accepted the lashing. The food situation has been an ongoing thing for years; and it has gotten worse; worse with the attitude of this administration. Take for example the day after Christmas, Weathers and I received dinner trays with Oh-my-gawd-make-me-wanta-puke spoiled vegetables on it. When we addressed it to the two floor officers passing out the trays, "Man, you mean to tell me you couldn't smell these spoiled trays?!!! They both said their sense of smell wasn't working. We requested to speak to the Sgt. Two sgts came to the pod, Sgt Williams and Sgt Turner. (coincidently, neither of their noses were working either! Can you believe that Sgt Turner said "you mean to tell me after all that good food we fed you yesterday, you're gonna complain?" However, Sgt Williams made sure Weathers and I was given a generous compensation for the spoiled meal. Here again was Weathers and I the only two out of 84 people that received spoiled vegetables, or did everybody else accept the crack of the whip, just being grateful in their sick mental state, not wanting to stir the Massa's anger? The absurd thing is that this food is even making its contaminated way out of the kitchen. Then when the pod officers get the chow cart (which keeps all the trays warm while they use "chow carriers" to carry the trays to the prisoners) they don't offer us a second line of defense by inspecting the food. What disturbs me is how officers, when I confront them about ill-prepared trays, sometimes say "hey I give y'all what they give us" or "Everybody got the same thing" If pod officers knew what we were suppose to get, what's suppose to be on those trays they bring to us from the kitchen, they wouldn't be able to use ignorance as a defense (which is probably why out of all the psychological warfare they teach these officers to use on us, they don't teach them what our trays are supposed to look like) when a prisoner complains about the adequacy of a tray. Further, it doesn't matter that everybody else accepted their tray or got the same thing. Im not going to accept an ill-prepared tray. And whether everybody got the same thing is irrelevant if the tray is missing some food. Part of the reason why I and a few others refuse to accept being treated like hogs being slopped is to take these lines of defenses away from the officers. Officers are not suppose to subtly encourage prisoners to accept the crack of the whip! Then when I'm the only one out of 14 prisoners that gets what we was only suppose to get in the first place, maybe my actions will act as a mirror showing them their true selves; maybe they'll also assert their humanity. Sadly, many react by lashing out at the mirror that reveals their sickness than to lash out at the system that tricked them into accepting being encouraged to accept slop! This is the mindstate I refer to as reactionary homicide. The next day, food from lunch was stuck in clumps underneath my dinner tray. What does this mean, besides that these trays weren't cleaned? A tray carrier holds 7 trays that slide in one above the other. The food stuck underneath my tray can easily fall onto the tray directly below it, contaminating it. Several days later the trays were missing either cornbread or bread. Again Weathers and I were the only ones, at least on our section, to address this issue. In doing so, we were compensated with an extra tray. But this was no Victory, 1) we shouldn't have had to address officers about trays missing food. The kitchen Sgt, Pope should be on top of his job. 2) Everybody wasn't compensated for what their trays were missing. And because we know that some prisoners just don't know what they are supposed to have, we are sure to discuss these matters over the run so everybody on the section can hear it. One particular prisoner below me that knows rules, policies, and procedure front and back had caught my attention with his silence, I hollered at him, asking him why he accepted an inadequate tray, He said he doesn't eat cornbread or bread. I thought it was a convenient response. So I waited till the next time cornbread was on the tray before calling his name, he ignored me at first, then when he answered I asked him if I could have his cornbread. I really didn't want it, I was just interested in what he would say. Surprisingly he told me "hell nah" because he was going to eat it. Maybe he was just hungry that day. The crack of the whip! I could go on and on all the way into the present, but I think you glimpse, so say the least, the complexity of this situation. Anyway 2 p.m rolls around and the floor officers were picking up trays. They like to call it "slopping trays" but I try to enlighten them by saying "you slop hogs, not human beings" That's what you do serve hogs slop, lest they feed their hogs corn. Be that as it may, other prisoners would have to say vigilant and persistently address these dehumanising comments if we hope for officers to break the habitual behavior. Im tempted to postulate that part of the reason we're having these problems with our food in particular, and with our treatment in general, is because of a perspective that many officers share that leads to such comments. When the floor officers came to my cage and I told them I was going to hold the tray and occupy the food slot (refusing to allow them to close it) because they already knew what the problem was and I was able to get them to see my spoiled tray in the same light they would see receiving spoiled food from a restaurant, not to mention sympathize with the fact Weathers and I hadn't eaten since breakfast, they didn't react harshly, spewing subtle threats. They understood and was happy to rest while we waited for the Sgt to arrive. Sgt Ludwig arrived, I immediately accepted the fact that I was going to end up gassed when it was all said and done. How he had even made Sgt in the first place--- well, I was going to make a mindless statement. Him making Sgt. Is not beyond my comprehension. You move up in rank by demonstrating you will patriotically stand to their "good old boy" system of complicity and play a lil dirty if you have to. Sgt. Ludwig has no communication skills. It doesn't matter what you have to say or how much logic there is to it, its always "hurry up" and some kind of indefinite resolution mixed with a direct order and a threat of being subjected to gas (chemical agents). He truly epitomizes the officer that would rather break a prisoner from standing up for himself and smile while doing it, than to resolve the situation in a way that purges the problem from the equation to avoid future problems. Should I tell you about the one time he told me he wanted to gas me in such a way that the "gas runs down your back and down the crack of your ass" I was only able to get him to divulge these desires to me by saying with a smile on my face "you like to gas people don't you? You wanted to gas me huh?" something like that. I handed Sgt Ludwig the tray to smell, hoping he wouldn't say his nose wasn't working. To my relief he agreed the food was spoiled. The he said he'll see about getting Weathers and I some extra food later in the evening at dinner. I asked why we couldn't get another porkchop tray. He said there was none. Once I brought up the officers dining room (ODR) which is the main kitchen he wasn't listening anymore. All the food that comes to Death Row which is located in 12 building of this unit, has to come from the main kitchen, ODR. This is where the food is cooked and stored. I told Sgt Ludwig there has to be something left in the refrigerator because Weathers and I was hungry and hadn't eaten since 3 in the morning. Before I could finish he said there was no refrigerator. Which is a lie. Before I couldn't finish saying he could get us some sandwiches (which they keep for those who missed their meal for some reason) Sgt. Ludwig said "Im just gonna gas ya!" as he walked off with a smile on his face. I wrapped my head in a sheet. It made me look like a ninja. I covered my eyes with some plastic, and waited, silently hoping some other officer with some sense would arrive. When Sgt. Ludwig came back with the camera woman, and a face mask with a can of gas in his hands, Cpt Lacox followed behind him. When I politely called Cpt Lacox over, he gave me an indifferent attitude and said what his Sgt says goes, denying me my right to access to my chain of command. Blind complicity. Sgt Ludwig started giving me 2 direct orders "to relinquish the food slot or chemical agents will be utilized" I turned my back to the food slot bracing myself. I head him position the canister at head level, I closed my eyes, held my head down some, and focused on my breathing. The Sgt Ludwig blasted the back of my head with a 5 second burst (though its supposed to be 3) of chemical agents. I could hear and feel the gas sizzle through the sheet and in my hair. I held my position contemplating how far I would allow it to go. When they called the 5 man riot team, decked out with helmets, elbow pads, knew pads, shin guards, and a point man with a shield, I let the Sgt have the slot back. Sgt. Ludwig closed my food slot, then said, "Offender Blanton, you've been subjected to a use of force. To decontaminate, use copious amounts of water…" Copious amounts of water? I was in my cage. All I had was a small sink. I had gas all over me, my walls, floor, etc. Decontaminate? Heres what the use of force plan, right off TDC's website, says about decontamination.Exposure to CS (type of gas used on me)a) Decontamination of individual: i. During the initial recovery period, the individual may be quite alarmed because he is unable to breathe normally. He should be encouraged to remain calm and reassured that once recovery starts, it will occur quickly.ii. Move the affected individual to uncontaminated air (preferably facing into the wind if necessaryiii. Individual should remove contact lenses and be cautioned not to rub his eyes; in cases of severe irritation, the victim should irrigate his eyes with water (i.e by cupping water and splashing it on the face) or a one percent solution of sodium bicarbonate;iv. If chemical agent residue is found on any individual's clothing, the clothing must be removed to obtain complete relief;v. Generally an individual exposed to cs may shower immediately. However if CS dust particles are on the skin, as evidenced by a slight burning or tingling sensation when moist, showered should be delayed for about six (6) hours. When these individuals do shower they should use soap and avoid harsh rubbing of the affected areas.vi. In cases of gross contamination of the skin, the affected areas (except around the eyes) should be flushed with ethylene glycol or five (5) percent solution of sodium bisulphate, rinsed with water, and a steroid or antihistamine ointment applied. (b) Decontamination of Area:i. Ventilate the contaminated area;ii. Affected surfaces are to be washed with a five (5) percent solution of sodium hydroxide in equal portions of ethanol and water, and then rinsed with clear water.. There's a reason for all these safety precautions, none of which were followed. These cages are sealed up with plexi-glass over the screens on the door. The circulation is so bad inside these cages that you can see the lint floating in the air throughout the cage. Some days worse than others. Either way I was left in the cage about the size of a walk in closet, with chemical agents all over the walls, door, floor and myself. Even when the nurse came to ask me if I was alright, and I said I couldn't breathe, I was left in this contaminated cage. Left to think about my burning neck. Left to think about my throbbing headache. Left to think twice about being bold enough to assert my human right to decent meals. Left to ponder the crack of the whip. Obie Weathers also occupied the food slot. He was also subjected to chemical agents in the same way, he was also left in his contaminated cage; left to ponder the crack of the whip. As for how I was compensated for the spoiled meal, I was given a cold food loaf, which is nothing more than sliced pieces of bologna and mixed vegetables cooked into some harsh cornbread. Do I need to say it was cold because it came from the main kitchens refridgerator. Nevermind it wasn't fresh, nor consisted of what was on the tray per policy, or that they were using food as a punishment. If any of you feel Obie Weathers and I have been mistreated in any way, please share our story with others and encourage them to make a complaint to the TDCJ ombudsman at:P.O Box 99HuntsvilleTexas 77342-0099Telephone number (936) 437 8035Fax number (936) 295 8712With everything I amReg "Omari" Blanton©2008 by S. Stafford & Reginald Blanton. All text, pictures and graphics are copyrighted. Text, Picture, and graphics, unless otherwise agreed upon, cannot be copied, transferred, produced or saved without prior written permission of the publisher.IF ANYONE WISHES TO USE THIS PEACE OF WRITING, PLEASE KEEP ALL THE WRITING AS IS WITHIN THIS MESSAGE, THANKYOUwww.myspace.com/freereggiebwww.myspace.com/we_r_not_giving_up

1st Execution of 09 in Texas

1st US execution of 09 in Texas - Curtis Moore
(Execution tomorrwow...urgent action needed.)Posted by Terri Been on January 13, 2009 at 10:54am in No More Death Back to No More Death Discussions Despite the crime Curtis committed, he is a human and deserves the right to live. Saturday, my family and I had the priviledge of meeting Curtis' loved ones while we were visiting @ Polunsky. I understand the pain and distress they are going through being the "final" days of is life, and feeling powerless to prevent his murder.

My family and I will be outside of the captiol in Texas tomorrow @ 5:30pm to show support for Curtis. PLEASE use your voice and call the Board of Pardons and Paroles, and the Governor.
BPP: (512) 406-5852 Fax (512) 467-0945
Governor (512) 463-2000
You can also send a letter on behalf of Curtis directly to the governor via e-mail at this site:
http://www2.governor.state.tx.us/contact/
BELOW IS AN ARTICLE ON CURTIS.
Jan 13, 20091st US execution of 09 in Texas
HUNTSVILLE (Texas) - CURTIS Moore's first run-in with the criminaljustice system came at age 12 as a runaway and he kept getting intoworse trouble as he got older.His rap sheet showed convictions for theft, robbery and weapon anddrug possession that earned him prison terms. In an era ofovercrowded Texas prisons that abbreviated sentences, he repeatedlywas released, then returned to prison with parole violations.He finally ended up on death row, convicted of the slayings of threepeople during a pair of drug-ripoff robberies more than 13 years agoin Fort Worth.Moore, 40, was set to die Wednesday evening.He'd be the first condemned inmate executed this year in the US andamong six to die in Huntsville over 15 days in the nation's mostactive death penalty state. Two are set for injection next week.Moore's appeals were exhausted and lawyers cited his possible mentalretardation as reason the Texas Board of Pardons and Paroles shouldcommute his sentence to life in prison.Moore already made one trip to the Huntsville death house. In 2002,less than three hours before he was to receive lethal injection, theUS Supreme Court stopped his scheduled execution so claims from hisattorneys that he was mentally retarded and ineligible for executioncould be reviewed. In October, the high court refused his appeal,clearing the way for Wednesday's execution date to be set.Moore was arrested for a pair of shootings Nov 30, 1995.Roderick Moore, 24, who was not related to him, and LaTanya Boone,21, were found shot to death in a roadside ditch across from a Texaselementary school. Their bodies were found by an off-duty policeofficer.The same night, Darrel Hoyle, 21, and Henry Truevillain Jr, 20, werefound shot and burned by firefighters summoned to put out a car fire.Truevillian was dead but Hoyle survived and helped lead police to thearrest of Moore and his nephew, Anthony Moore, then 17.The three men were abducted after agreeing to meet Curtis Moore andhis nephew at a stable where Roderick Moore boarded and trainedhorses. Then Boone was abducted from the apartment she shared withRoderick Moore, her boyfriend.Testimony at Curtis Moore's trial showed the shootings culminated adrug ripoff, that he doused Hoyle and Truevillain with gasoline andignited them as they were bound and in the trunk of a car parked in adeserted lot.Hoyle regained consciousness six days after he was attacked and gaveinformation that led authorities to Anthony Moore, known on thestreets as 'Kojak,' and that Curtis Moore drove a pink truck.Curtis Moore was arrested about two weeks later, his hands and armsstill showing burns suffered when authorities said he tried to keepHoyle from fleeing the flames.'Curtis was trying to push him back in the trunk,' said Joetta Keene,who prosecuted Moore.'Everybody got burned, including Curtis,' George Gallagher, who wasone of his trial attorneys, recalled. 'That was hard to get around.'At the punishment phase, prosecutors were able to show jurors Moore'sviolent past.'He had a huge criminal history,' Keene said. 'He kept giving us moreevidence. He stabbed a guy in jail.'Moore blamed his nephew for the slayings and said he tried to rescuethe victims from the burning car. But he acknowledged holding them atgunpoint, ordering them hog-tied and stuffed into the trunk of the car.Anthony Moore pleaded guilty to two counts of murder under a pleaagreement and is serving two life prison sentences. -- AP
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