Hurting for the "little guy"
In
my years of radio broadcasting, a listener finally wrote a letter to the radio
station wondering just who was that “little guy” that I kept fighting for? I never kept it a secret that, as an editorial
writer, I was going to flex my muscles on the airwaves for the “little guy.”
That
is still my passion.
On
this day before Thanksgiving, I’m sitting here trying to fashion a prayer to be
recited by our extended family before dinner tomorrow. I’m using the words of Ralph Waldo Emerson as
a template.
As I
try to concentrate, my mind keeps wandering to issues that I find troubling at
Thanksgiving time, 2015: terrorist
attacks, nations fighting with nations, shootings by those who are supposed to
be protecting us, hateful comments toward people of a religion different than
my own. Sad.
But
once again, the problem of the “little guy” takes precedence.
Years
ago I took up the cause of a prisoner who was NOT wrongly convicted. And here’s why.
He
had first-hand knowledge of a murder…another prisoner had openly boasted about
committing the crime. This inmate is a
Christian, and felt that it was his duty to report this to authorities. He didn’t ask for anything in return. He wasn’t trying to get a lesser
sentence. He wasn’t hoping for a
transfer to a less secure prison. He was
simply doing what his conscience told him to do.
But
the state improved on that. Thanks to
discussions by his attorney and with the Prosecutor of that county, my friend
was promised that if he testified in court, and if that testimony was
effective, they would do their part to get him re-sentenced. That would be huge, because it would
eventually mean freedom for him.
And
so he testified. The testimony worked! The state got a conviction on first degree
murder.
What
happened to my friend? Did he get
re-sentenced? Is he a productive citizen
in a free society now? Don’t make me
laugh.
He’s
still in prison. The guarantees of
anonymity were hollow. He constantly fears for his life, despised by both
guards and inmates. There are rumors of
contracts on his life. Last year someone
tried to poison him.
What
about the offer by the state? Well, they’ve
re-thunk it. They got what they wanted,
and after all, this guy is just a prisoner, right?
Thanks
to HFP, one of the state’s leading criminal defense attorneys has come to this
man’s assistance. We appealed to the
Governor for a commutation of sentence based on all this prisoner has done,
because he has helped the state numerous times since then. The Assistant Prosecutor who originally put
him away wrote a three-page letter of support!
Did
the Governor listen? Nope.
Two
days before Thanksgiving, 2015, he received a letter of rejection in the mail.
Happy
Thanksgiving!
As I’m
writing tomorrow’s prayer for my beautiful family, I’m hurting for the “little
guy.”
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