Harold Covington has put another letter from Bill up on his blog. I have had some mail from Bill so mine is not all ‘disappearing’ at least. Other than that there doesn’t appear to be much activity going on with this case. From the sounds of things it may not be resolved in early September. Let’s just hope it doesn’t drag on forever like the last one.
Then when that’s over Bill has the case with the jail. I suppose at least this time around he won’t be on the ‘receiving’ end of the law.
Anyway here is Bill’s letter to Harold. Sound like he’s been regulated to some form of medieval torture dungeon back in the days of yore before running water was invented. I’m still a bit concerned about this ‘Magic Shave’. When I googled it before there were LOTS of complaints from people saying it had caused chemical burns.
And let’s face it ‘Magic Shave’ does sound like some nasty product that’s come out of a laboratory in China where scientists probably get paid $2 per hour. Probably does make people’s skin fall off…
August 4th, 2014
I saw the sun today for the first time in 40 days.
I have just learned from reading the newspaper this afternoon more about the case pending against me than anyone has seen fit to tell me so far, which may be one of the reasons the jail tried to ban me from receiving or reading newspapers before I sued them. Apparently there is a related case going to trial, perhaps in September, perhaps in the Florida state system. Details are sketchy. This may explain why I have been targeted as I have been. I have nothing to do with any of it, which as usual simply doesn’t seem to matter.
I may also have a co-plaintiff soon. Right now affidavits are being gathered from John Polk inmates who have been physically or sexually assaulted, or otherwise tortured and abused in the facility.
Personally I have begun to resemble the Wolfman. No razor or shaving cream yet. I’ve stopped even asking. I have a crazy uneven beard beneath which my face is still burn-scarred from the time when they were forcing me to use negro Magic Shave Powder. Not all the hair on my face has grown back, but enough has to make me look like Dr. Zeus from Planet of the Apes. I am also still so dirty even after my one brief shower that when they finally let me out today and I sweated in the sun, skin peeled off me like a fried chicken. Gross, huh?
No word yet on whether I will be allowed to clean myself and shave for court or be given a suit and tie. They may drag me in and out of the courtroom in shackles and chains looking and smelling like this, in order to impress the jury with my innate evil. I mean, anyone who looks and stinks like a wild man must be guilty, right?
Otherwise, I’ve been working with Thietmar. Amazing stuff. I caught on to the relationship of St. Maurice and Manichaeanism, and there is a definite Apollonian quality to Henry I the Fowler and Otto I the Great. But Henry’s son by Edith, Liudolf, was Pythagorean. His brother, Bruno, was criticized for being a philosopher. His other brother, Daikmar, was sacrificed with a spear in the church of St. Peter’s in Erseburg, on the site of the old Irminthul. And Edith’s bloodline was seen as “saved” even in the 10th century, 200 years before Henry II of England started to say it was. I can’t make up stuff as good as this.