What follows is a brief excerpt from Tommy Robinson’s book, Enemy of the State. Just a few pages, since I have to type them out by hand. No cut-and-paste here, unfortunately.
In this post I’d planned to cover the whole of his solitary confinement during one of the imprisonments…which sometimes turned into moveable feasts as they booted him from one prison to another (one time sending him on to the next nick in a taxi. This dangerous Category A prisoner in a cab, for heaven’s sake?!).
However — just as I do — Tommy has many tangential things to say, so he takes the long way home. It must be an Irish thing. Ya think?
Thus this becomes instead a preface to his time in solitary.
As my health permits, I will be transcribing and posting further excerpts. When I heard they’d charged him yet again, with a court date on February 3rd, I tried to think of something, anything, I could do to motivate his fellow countrymen to take action against this horrific travesty.
Since we have neither money nor influence, this is my way of coping with my own anguish over the systematic torture and injustice this man has endured. I keep thinking of his mum…
What is being done to Tommy by the deeply evil legal system under whose boot he is being crushed ought to make the stones cry out for justice.
The section below is from Chapter 15, page 209 ff [with my italicized remarks in brackets].
You are only supposed to do a maximum of 72 hours in solitary confinement, when you are imprisoned in the British penal system, before your case is referred to the Home Secretary for consideration.
I described earlier how I did that first stretch in Bedford prison as a young man, saying that I reckoned I could handle it. You find a group of blokes you can relate to, talk to, hang with. There are basic comforts, exercise, activities, a television to watch, a reasonable representation of a social life. I suppose you could say.
Solitary confinement, being what they call ‘down the block’ is very different indeed. When that case for illegally entering the USA arose, and because of the threats against me, I was usually asked if I wanted to ‘go on the numbers’, which meant did I want protection? That in turn meant did I want to be sectioned with all the various perverts and paedophiles, kept away from the general population?
No, I did not, thank you very much. If it meant risking my life in and amongst Islamic terrorists, so be it. I wasn’t choosing to get myself locked away with all those weirdos. I’d rather take my chances. It was an old-fashioned Luton-pride thing, I suppose. [NOTE: and a smart thing, too. The ‘justice’ system would have forever stamped his file “PERVERT” and told all the media. Any protestations to the contrary would never have made it into the pages of those same media.]
Down the block, you are caged in a room pretty much like a police cell, which is meant by definition to be for temporary confinement. A concrete ‘bed’ with a thin plastic mattress on it. A toilet. And that, my friends, is that. Once a day you can go out for a shower, make a phone call, then walk around a square metal box with no daylight whatsoever for half an hour, because solitary tends to be underground. [NOTE: Whenever I pictured Tommy in prison in my mind, he was underground in a lone cell. I didn’t find out until much later that this was literally true, rather than my mind’s ‘metaphor’ for what they were doing to him.]
It’s a punishment for someone who has not shown themselves fit to be treated like a normal prisoner. Is it designed to drive a man mad? It sure is. And if not, it’s meant to take him as close to the limit without resorting to torture. That’s why there are strict rules about isolating people until they start trying to claw and eat their way through the walls — or top themselves. You’re supposed to be limited to a 28-day stretch in solitary. [my emphasis]
The blokes who effectively ‘live’ in solitary confinement, because of being a danger to themselves to anyone and everyone including themselves are not human beings in the way most civilized people would recognize the term…
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Two “Americans” — two “Virginians”, actually — have been charged with terror offenses for planning a trip to Syria where one of them wanted to fight for the Islamic State. Meanwhile, a former Dutch soldier may face a murder charge for traveling to Syria and joining the coalition against the Islamic State. He reportedly killed an ISIS fighter, which violates Dutch law.
In the following video appeal, Paul Weston of PEGIDA UK gives an overview of the current crisis in Europe, in which the recent wave of “refugees” is just the latest and most ominous operation designed to complete the Islamization of Europe.
