Thursday, June 27, 2013

Joy Ride

The U.S. Open was a few miles from my place. I did not go as I am not much of a golf fan. However, if I had attended I wish I was partying with these fellows!
Reminds me of the time the boys and I commandeered a golf cart from Gasoline Alley at the Indy 500...although we did not crash and utilized the ill-gotten vehicle all weekend.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

The Sixth Form College, Farnborough Visit


Shaun Attwood

Nash Buckingham

An outdoor writer and pioneer conservationist, “Mr. Buck” wrote nine books and hundreds of magazine articles. His home-spun style of storytelling bestowed legions of American hunters with humanity, humor and deep respect for animals during his career that spanned most of the 20th century until his passing in 1971 at 91 years old.




Mr. Buckingham’s book “De Shootinest Gent’man” published in 1934 by Derrydale Press featured a collection of stories that bestowed waterfowling with an entertaining Southern voice that resonated with American sportsmen. The title story, written in 1916, helped establish his reputation as an iconic outdoor writer.



If ever there lived a natural-born duck hunter, Mr. Buckingham easily claimed that distinction. His father, Memphis banker Miles Sherman Buckingham, achieved prominence as a founding member of the Beaver Dam Club in Tunica, Mississippi. Chartered in 1883, the defunct hunt club had been recognized as one of the oldest in North America. By the late 1800s, the young boy hunted with Southerners who lingered in his heart as fanciful influences.



During the 1900s, Mr. Buckingham rode the train two hours from his hometown of Memphis to Evansville — the jumping off point for reaching Beaver Dam Lake. His published tales of duck hunting immortalized the flyway honey hole and its roust-about cast of locals.



By some accounts, Mr. Buckingham’s writing may have been surpassed by his marksmanship. He reveled in mastering extremely high shots with the 10-pound, 12-gauge Super Fox nicknamed Bo Whoop after its hollow eruptions.



Courtesy of Shotgunlife.com

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Bourbon and Coke

This is one way to add some wild turkey to your Coca-Cola.

T-Bone's Trial Postponed

My friend T-Bone - who protected vulnerable inmates from rapists - refused to sign a plea bargain admitting guilt to crimes that would have sent him to prison for years, and tried to exercise his right to a trail. When he showed up in court, the prosecutor refused to allow him a trial by postponing the trail date. This is a common strategy used when a prosecutor has a weak case, so that the prosecutor can buy time to build a case or increase the pressure on T-Bone to sign a plea bargain. T-Bone and his wife both believe T-Bone is innocent of the crimes he was charged with. T-Bone is trying to force the prosecutor to go to trial soon, so he can be freed. The new trial date now is July 11th.

Click here for T-Bone's previous letter:  http://jonsjailjournal.blogspot.co.uk/2013/05/from-t-bone-letter-16.html

Shaun Attwood

Monday, June 24, 2013

Carmel College Visit, St. Helens

The students asked questions for half an hour after the talk had ended today.

With Lydia and Tom

Shaun Attwood

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Medical Issues (Part 15 by Lifer Renee)

Renee – Only a teenager, she received a 60-year sentence. Seventeen years later, Renee is writing from Perryville prison in Goodyear, Arizona, providing a rare and unique insight into a women's prison.

It is Monday morning, my last day off from a four-day weekend. I really needed the rest as I caught the flu virus. Whatever it is has stuck with me for three weeks. I put in a request to see the doctor, but of course I was scheduled for nurses line. The nurse said, "Because you aren't running a fever now, we can't give you antibiotics." All I could do was laugh. My throat is so sore, my voice is hoarse and barely audible. I spent $4 to be told to drink plenty of fluids.

When they passed out our daily passes, I got an appointment for providers line. So I get to see the doctor tomorrow about my back. All I want is an extra mattress, so I can rest, and not feel as though I'm pulling my spine off metal. We will see how it goes. you would think with my problems I would qualify. 

Click here for Medical Issues (Part 14)

Shaun Attwood 

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Belated Father 's Day Gift

"Thank you for raising me well, we're on the camping trip and i'm the only one who knows how to do shit."


   This was a text message I received from my son yesterday. He is a CIT at a Summer camp down on the Chesapeake this Summer. The camp takes the CITs on a backpacking trip prior to the start of the Season for bonding and team building.This missive from my son contains the finest words I have ever read in my life.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Friday Night Fights

Sands Casino, Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. Philly fighter Bryant Jenning rips a vicious right upper cut into the face of his Russian opponent. Shortly after this punch..the Russian was unable to continue.
It was a great night of fights. Sadly, Ron Cruz, a Bethlehem native, lost in front of his home town crowd. Cruz could not get inside the nasty jabs of Ghanan fighter Ray Nahr. He lost every round and the 10 round bout gave Cruz his 2nd pro loss.
My fighter is slated to return to the ring 8/24 at Bally's casino in Atlantic Cuty.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Activist Bites at Yoko Ono's Meltdown Festival

This afternoon, I had the great pleasure of meeting and speaking at the Meltdown Festival with three other activists, Giles Duley, Laura Bates and Peter Tatchell.

I almost cried listening to Giles recount his career as a photographer, travelling the world's war-torn regions to take pictures of the downtrodden, including a female burn victim disowned by her family and forced to live with the man who threw acid on her face, and people abandoned in a shanty town, dying for lack of antibiotics. In 2011, Giles stepped on an IED in Afghanistan and lost both of his legs and his left arm. His presentation finished with this self-portrait:


I was compelled to give Giles a hug after hearing his talk. Here's a video of Giles doing his talk:



After a man grabbed Laura's leg on a bus, a group shouted abuse at her from a car and two men commented on her breasts as she walked by, Laura started a Twitter account asking women to share stories of sexist treatment. Expecting a few responses from her colleagues and friends, the deluge that followed resulted in 40,000 accounts from all over the world and resulted in the Everyday Sexism Project. Here's Laura speaking:



The last speaker up was the eloquent Peter Tatchell, who my dad was excited to see on the list as he's followed Peter for years. Peter has been campaigning for gay rights for decades. Until today, I hadn't realized that gays were heavily criminalized in the UK until 2003, when a 500 year-old law introduced during the reign of Henry VIII was repealed. Peter has campaigned worldwide and been attacked numerous times, including by Robert Mugabe's bodyguards and Russian Nazis, resulting in permanent damage to his optic nerve. Here's Peter and other activists in Russia, getting punched in the head so forcefully you can hear a cracking sound:



I suggested he take up karate.

Here's Peter in action:



My talk:



Video I showed today on how Jon's Jail Journal started:



Doing my talk today:

Shaun Attwood

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Blogging for Human Rights

Been on the road since Wednesday. Just got home to loads of messages from Canada where Locked-Up Abroad aired on TV. Thanks for all of the support! I'm about to prepare images and videos for the talk I'm doing for Yoko Ono tomorrow in London at 1.30pm on Blogging for Human Rights. Tickets and info:
http://www.southbankcentre.co.uk/whatson/activism-weekend-77002

I've got 15 minutes tomorrow at the Meltdown Festival to talk about Jon's Jail Journal, so I'm going to include this clip from Locked-Up Abroad that I just put on my YouTube channel:



Link to the full episode: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jJcFLnV7g8

Shaun Attwood

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Windsor High School and College Visit, Birmingham

With Kayla and Laurence 
Shaun Attwood

2 Outa 3

Kid number 2 graduated last night. She is off to college in August and I could not be more proud. She was awarded a Presidential Scholarship at UVM and wants to be a large animal Vet. UVM is the perfect place to begin that journey. My son has 2 more years of high school. Everyone says it goes by fast...and it does.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

U.S. Open

The Main Line is the center of the Golf universe right now. The rain has been an issue. Parking and logistics are fairly Byzantine in scope and complication. Ticket prices are absurd. Fortunately for this sportsman...golf holds very little interest. So, other than some traffic issues and maybe some TV time checking out the Sunday final rounds, there is negligible impact.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Talk for Yoko Ono

I'm doing a 15-minute talk for Yoko Ono this Sunday at the Meltdown Festival in London. During the Activism Weekend, I'm speaking in the 1.30pm slot about prison blogging for human rights. If you want to attend, further info is here:  http://www.southbankcentre.co.uk/whatson/activism-weekend-77002

Shaun Attwood

Academy of Hard Knocks Visit

With great pleasure today, I spoke at the Academy of Hard Knocks run by Sam Rowe. I finally got to see Sam in action using fitness, martial arts, motivation and mentoring to steer young people away from drugs and crime. Such a positive atmosphere, and wonderful to see the young people turning their lives around.

Shaun Attwood

Download English Shaun Ebook for FREE

Ebook readers and Kindle owners. My sister's ebook, English Shaun, is FREE to download for the next 24 hours. This companion book to Hard Time is the story of my case and it's effect on my family. Please support my sister by downloading her ebook for free here:
UK link: http://www.amazon.co.uk/English-Shaun-ebook/dp/B004V9FG2I/ref=la_B0042NT0CU_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1370978224&sr=1-5

USA link: http://www.amazon.com/English-Shaun-ebook/dp/B004V9FG2I/ref=la_B0042NT0CU_1_6?ie=UTF8&qid=1370978242&sr=1-6

Shaun Attwood

Death Penalty Videos - One For Ten

I was almost moved to tears last night in London, watching videos made by One For Ten, fabulous people who travelled across America in a camper van, filming innocent people who had been sent to death row. The exonerees were set up by corrupt prosecutors and detectives who suppressed evidence and paid experts to lie on the stand. Most spent at least a decade on death row, fighting to prove their innocence, while under the constant threat of execution. Sadly, each exoneree met more innocent people on death row, who were unable to get released and are still scheduled for execution. Here are the videos:









 











Facts on the death penalty

Blog I wrote about exoneree Ray Krone 

Shaun Attwood


Monday, June 10, 2013

Aim Is True

Exhale half of the breath. Squeeze don't jerk. Keep your cheek on the comb of the stock.

One For Ten

Tonight, I'm going to support my friends in London, One for Ten, who are exposing the injustice of the death penalty by making videos of innocent people who were sent to death row by corrupt prosecutors and detectives who hid evidence to "solve" crimes to enhance their careers. Here's their video of Ray Krone, who my lawyer, Alan Simpson helped get off death row:



If you want to attend the event and see the rest of the films, here's the info: http://www.frontlineclub.com/one-for-ten/


Shaun Attwood

Fullbrook School Visit (Surrey)

Spoke to almost 600 students today 

With Beth and Daisy

With Will and Emily
Shaun Attwood

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Going on the Toilet

Excerpt from Hard Time by Shaun Attwood, the book Locked-Up Abroad Raving Arizona is based on.

The empty cell had three sets of double bunks and a toilet in the corner with no privacy divide. I sat on a bottom bunk. My cellmates were chatting like regulars at a social club.

“I gotta take a crap,” one said.
“Me too, dawg. But you called it first,” another said.

There was no privacy, yet they went about their business as casually as young children pick their noses. The toilet flushed louder than on an airplane, and I wondered why they pushed the button as soon as they sat down and kept flushing.

For days, all I’d eaten was fruit. Desperate to freshen my mouth, I unpeeled an orange and ate some slices. The juice soothed my mouth. But a few minutes later, I felt stomach cramps that spread to my bowels. I’d reached such a low in my life it was now necessary to go on the toilet in front of four strangers. That three of them had gone before me offered little comfort.

Searching for something appropriate to say, I played around with sentences like, “Hey, guys, I need to take a dump.” But I couldn’t get the words out. Instead, I adopted a diversion strategy: I gave them my breakfast. As they argued over the food, I rushed to the toilet, pushed my pants and boxers down, and tried my best to act like someone who’d been going on the toilet in front of strangers all of his life. The seatless steel toilet chilled my behind. Straining in vain, I regretted ever attempting the toilet. Convinced I needed to go, but was just too nervous, I took some deep breaths. Eventually something happened. But not much.

My deposit was barely underwater when someone yelled, “Goddam, put some water on that to kill the smell, dawg!”

It dawned as to why they’d flushed so much. Aware of my face blushing, I pressed the button. The toilet flushed, splashing water upon my backside like some out of control bidet. I wanted to get off the toilet, but I had to wipe. I picked up the institutional toilet paper. Course and thin. I wondered what the subtlest method of wiping was. I didn’t want to stand up and indecently expose myself. How had they done it? Seated with one buttock raised. I copied their method. All done, I ran water over my hands, dried them on my pants, and returned to the bunk.

Click for more info about Hard Time

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Summer Reading

Alan  Haft’s book chronicles his father's improbable journey from Nazi concentration camps in World War II to a match with unbeaten future heavyweight champion Rocky Marciano in 1949. The book tells the tale  of Harry Haft, who was forced to fight other prisoners in bare-knuckle bouts to entertain German SS officers (not unlike Salamo Arouch upon whom the gripping film "Triumph of the Spirit" was based.) Haft's fight with Marciano was the last of his professional career, which ended at 13-8 with 8 KO's.

There are great stories in the annals of boxing. This is one of them.

Greetings from the Abyss by Jack (Part 11)

 Jack is serving life without parole, and has terminal cancer. Throughout my incarceration, Jack was a positive influence. He encouraged me to keep writing, to enter short-story competitions, and we proofread each other’s chapters. Jack is seeking pen pals, so anyone interested please email me at attwood.shaun@hotmail.co.uk for his details. 


 Dear Shaun,
 
  Hello, my friend, how are you today? Well, I hope. I’m doing OK. My problems with my chemo port have been rectified, at least for now. I had an appointment with my oncologist. My chemo nurse is a wonderful human being, and a credit to her profession. She very patiently listened to me whine about the port being clogged due to shoddy medical care provided by DOC. She then broke out the necessary supplies to flush it, and had no problem whatsoever. She said there wasn’t anything wrong with the port, and it sounded like DOC nurses had not properly seated the port needle. It actually took longer for me to whine that it did for her to flush my port.
 
  A COIV showed up at my door and said I was right, my port should be flushed every 30 days and from now on it will be done. Yea, a win for the little people. Of course, the real proof to the win will be down the road a bit, but for now I will bask in the glory of a win.
 
  Please do me a favour and express my thanks and appreciation to your blog readers. One of them, evidently, sent me a securepak of food anonymously. I have been trying to find out who sent it but it’s against DOC’s and Keefe’s policy to reveal the names of individuals who order securepaks. I would like to thank them personally, but since I’m unable to find out who it is, I must do it this way. It was very kind of this person to do this, and I was both surprised and appreciative of receiving it. It is heartfelt when I say thank you.
 
  Xena, according to rumor, completed the self surgery that was started a few years ago. Slingblade, I see almost every day, since he was given the job of medical porter. I think he is happy that he has an inside job. I don’t see many of the others due to my schedule.
 
  I want to take a moment to apologise for sounding so whiny in my last letter. I was depressed and feeling sorry for myself. I don’t want you to think that I have given up or that I will quit fighting for my life. I will try and present a more positive attitude, so don’t worry.
 
  I hope Yasmin is doing well and that her treatment is progressing without difficulty. It is a very noble and wonderful thing that Karen and Andrew are doing with their blog. I hope they have continued success and that the hospital is able to do good things with it.
 
  Take care, Shaun. Until next time,
 
  Always,
 
  Jack

Click here for Jack’s previous letter
Shaun Attwood

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Title Fight

I am embarrassed to admit that I have paid attention to and been amused by the recent allegations vibrating around the Net concerning the supposed identity of the person who was responsible for WASP101. The comments posted at Ivystyle (a blog I rarely read because I am more interested in shotguns and bird dogs than in 3/2 roll or the habedashery habits of some 1958 Yale dandy) have been legion and entertaining. I am reminded of the German Sergeant in "All Quiet On the Western Front" who suggested that the leaders of nations should be put in the boxing ring to decide the outcome of conflicts. Perhaps Christian and Richard should have laced up some 12 ounce gloves and gotten into the squared circle to settle things like gentlemen.
The  collateral damage from this WASP101/Ivy dust-up, which I find truly lamentable, is that YWP of Boxing the Compass has elected to close up shop. I truly enjoyed his prose and photos. Indeed, when the author was in Philadelphia we met for drinks and I found him to be a likeable and gracious gentlemen of high intelligence, wit and composure. I looked forward to reading his posts and it seems that opportunity is no more. Bummer.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Country Show and Casino

   Saturday dawned hot and humid. My daughter, devoted equestrian, was registered for one of many small country horse shows that take place during the Summer around here. Sunscreen was applied and water iced up for the long wait for my daughter's events. It was wonderful spending the afternoon with her and her mount. She heads off to college in late August....majoring in animal Sciences and hoping to be a large animal vet. Thus, I valued the time to hang around the horses and the trailers and the little ring with the kid. These small local shows stand in stark contrast to the Grand Prix at Devon which we all attended Thursday evening...but to the riders in the ring the competition is no less fierce.
After a sweltering day watching my daughter jump in the hot dusty ring, it was off to Bally's in Atlantic City for an evening of prize fights.Beers and jeers and KO's made for a rousing ring-side Saturday night. A few throws of the dice and a few hands of Blackjack completed the evening. Now it is Monday and the door of the Courthouse awaits.

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Live Interview with NYPD Officer


Last night I did a live interview with Michael Safoschnik an officer of the New York Police Department. The 1 hour interview is available here: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/msafoschnik/2013/06/02/the-good-life-episode-31

Shaun Attwood