What were you locked up for?
I honestly don't know. The jury foreman didn't know either, so he asked the judge to clarify, which she didn't. (I have copies of the notes they exchanged).
The jury didn't want to come back the following Monday, so they voted guilty on all counts, even though they didn't know what the counts were.
The judge later declared that I had pled guilty, then revised her order that I was found guilty by jury of X on a series of dates she pulled out of thin air. Then in her next order it was not X but rather Y. I don't think it's a stretch to say she didn't know either. One explanation is that the prosecutor kept changing her mind as to what the charges were, in three separate overlapping indictments, and played a trick where she'd supersede an indictment but argue the charges from the illegal one she superseded.
This case stinks to high heaven. Just the way America likes it.
And check out dirtyprosecutor.org for proof she forged the federal magistrate judge's signatures on the search warrant.
Finding a reporter interested in this matter is 100x harder than finding someone to help you open the cage to buy laundry detergent at Walmart. First they hide, then they literally run away screaming from me rather than do their job.
The 10th circuit hearing was one of the first audio recorded and made publicly available on the website and indicate just how moronic the panel was. They denied the appeal in part and remanded the part of about the drug forfeiture back because they couldn't make sense of it. I fired my counsel and got assigned another mercenary attorney to reargue the forfeiture bit two years later. Supreme court flushed the case, as they do most.
In the interim while at large I filed a habeas action (2255) within the scope of the court's own rules and they deliberately disregarded their own rules in order to deny it unless it was limited to 1/10 of its original length. Appealing that matter was fruitless, so rather than being left without options I filed an abridged version.
On the day of self-surrender, I traveled to Vermont to file a habeas action (2241) in custody of the D.Vt. within the second circuit, which had a reputation for being less corrupt (not less enough, unfortunately).
2241 got denied because by the time the judge got reassigned I had been moved into the ambit of the first circuit and thus they tossed the case (I was moved back into the second circuit shortly thereafter).
2255 got denied by the trial judge, of course. Quite a few years later the 10th circuit flushed it by ignoring half of it and deliberately misstating facts and misinterpreting facts and pointing to procedural incantations present within my original briefing but not within the 1/10 length I was illegally limited to.
Oh yes, that mercenary attorney I fired later too, but not before I went to watch her argue. She argued well, but pearls before swine. Later that day, on the Southwest flight home, I sat next to the 10th circuit judge on both cases (random coincidence) and asked him if he'd ever met someone whose life he'd ruined with one of his rulings, and now he had. As soon as we landed this 70-something old man ran off the plane faster than anyone I've ever seen, and went to tattle to the secret service to get me in trouble (though I did not threaten or attack him), but afterward, wouldn't recuse himself from the case, for which his vote was the deciding vote, 2-1 against me. The rest of the circuit gave him a pass for his ex parte conversation with me.
The amount of daylight between circuit court judges and gangsters (and I've come to know both) is far smaller than most Americans could possibly comprehend.
There are always more appeals I could file. Until they get an attitude adjustment from mounting public or political pressure on the judiciary, it's wasted effort for now. Americans are quick to outrage but easy to distract and sedate.