Julian Heicklen arrested (later released) at Newark, NJ Federal Courthouse
George Donnelly Trial Postponed to September 1, 2010, at 2:00 pm
FIJA Demonstration in Baltimore, MD on August 23, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at 101 W. Lombard Street, in Baltimore, MD at 11:50 am. It was a hot and sunny day. I stood on federal property about one foot away from the public sidewalk and started distributing the American Jury Institute Pamphlet entitled “A Primer for Prospective Jurors” with my insert.
At 12:00 pm a police woman approached me and told me that I was OK where I was, but not to go to the courthouse door. She also asked if I planned further dates for distribution. I answered that we had no specific plans, but that we probably would return at a future date.
At 12:10 pm another police woman approached and took a pamphlet. Both women were private police under contract with the U. S. District Court.
At 12:17 pm the second woman returned and asked how long I had been doing this. I responded about one year. She asked for my name, but I refused to provide it. I asked for her name, but she also refused to provide it.
At 12:28 pm, the first police woman returned, accepted a pamphlet, and left.
Pedestrian traffic was light. I distributed about 25 pamphlets with my insert. At 1:10 pm I left for the day because of the low pedestrian traffic, it was very hot, I forgot my sunscreen, and my JURY INFO sign handle had broken. Excuses, excuses, excuses.
FIJA Demonstration in Alexandria, VA on August 24, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at 401 Courthouse Square in Alexandria, VA at 7:59 am. It was a chilly and overcast day. The courthouse is set in a court, so that there is almost no pedestrian traffic except for people entering or leaving the courthouse. I stood on the sidewalk, which was federal property, in front of the entrance.
At 8:01 am a courthouse security officer told me that I had to move across the street. I declined his request. I asked his name, but he refused to give it to me. He left.
At 8:08 am another security officer took a pamphlet and read my flyer in my presence. Then he left. I was not approached by any officer for the rest of my stay.
I continued to distribute pamphlets with flyers unmolested. At 9:20 am a person exited the courthouse, identified himself as a defense attorney, and said: “good stuff.”
At 9:30 am I left. I had distributed about 50 flyers. Everyone who accepted entered the courthouse.
FIJA Demonstration in Washington, DC on August 24, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at 333 Constitution Avenue NW in Washington, DC at 11:25 am. It was a chilly and overcast day. The front of the courthouse was set back in a courtyard away from the street, so that there was no pedestrian traffic. However there was an entrance at the side of the William B. Bryant Annex where everyone seemed to enter. In front of that entrance was a pedestrian sidewalk on federal property. I stood there.
At 11:29 am Court Security Officer Rodriguez asked me to move across the street. I declined. He told me that I was in front of a U. S. courthouse. I answered that: “I knew that. That is why I was there.” He left.
At 11:31, his Supervising Officer Anderson took a pamphlet with my insert and told me that I had to move. I declined again. He left.
I continued to to distribute 42 pamphlets. The officers kept popping their heads out the door to see that I was not harassing anyone nor blocking the doorway.
At 12:13 pm, a person who took a pamphlet looked at it. then he asked me to autograph it, which I did. At 1:12 pm, I left.
FIJA Demonstration in Newark, NJ on August 25, 2010
I arrived at the U. S. District Courthouse at 50 Walnut Street in Newark, NJ at 11:25 am on Wednesday, August 25, 2010, . It was an overcast and rainy day. I stood with my umbrella under a tree that provided some cover over the public sidewalk in front of the courthouse. The sidewalk was on federal property.
I distributed 4 American Jury Institute pamphlets entitled “A Primer for Prospective Jurors” with my insert when I was approached by Federal Protective Service Officers Kirsch and Jedra, who identified themselves. Soon they were joined by a third officer who did not identify himself. Officer Kirsch informed me that I could not distribute literature in front of the courthouse and asked me to move. I declined and said that I was allowed to distribute literature there. He said that I was on federal property and that it was not permitted. I informed him that I was a part owner of the property and had given myself permission.
Several more times he asked me to leave, but I did not respond. I just stared at him. Then he placed me under arrest and reached for my JURY INFO sign. I fell to the wet sidewalk and did not move a muscle or make another sound. The officers called the Emergency Medical Service Ambulance 1108. After several minutes it arrived, and I was placed on gurney and put into the ambulance. The police officers knew who I was and that I had been to many courthouses. They provided the ambulance personnel with my name, address, age, and social security number (which they must have obtained illegally, because I do not release that number except to medical persons and the IRS). The police kept my umbrella, tote bag, JURY INFO sign, clipboard, and 40 American Jury Institute pamphlets.
On the way to the hospital, the ambulance attendants took my blood pressure and tried to make me talk. First they told me that protesting against the government was futile and that I would be punished. Then they threatened me that they would stick needles into me. Finally one of the attendants rubbed by rib cage as hard as he could. This was extremely painful, and I moaned in pain.
When I got to the hospital, the procedure was repeated. One of the nurses said that she opposes the government also, but fighting was hopeless. That is why she bought a house in a different country. Also my sweater and shirt were removed. One of the officers then gave me three citations for Posting and Distributing Material 41 CFR 102-74.415(c), Conformsty (whatever that is) with signs and Directions 41 CFR 102-74.385, and Disturbances 41 CFR 102-74.390. Then he said that I no longer was under arrest. I immediately sat up, demanded my belongings, and said that I was leaving. I recovered my shirt, sweater, and baseball cap, but none of the property taken by the police. The hospital staff said the I could not leave until I had seen a doctor and signed out. I refused to do so. I stopped by the bathroom and left the hospital at 1:30 pm.
On the way back to the courthouse where my car was parked, I passed a demonstration at city hall protesting civil service layoffs. I did not necessarily agree with them, but I hate to pass up a urinal or a demonstration. Since all the demonstrators were black, I felt it necessary to integrate the demonstration and joined them.
7. Financial needs
Our FIJA outreach program has ballooned beyond my wildest expectations. One problem that this poses is financial. The costs are now exceeding our financial capabilities. You can help alleviate this problem by making donations to the following:
George Donnelly legal defense fund. George was arrested in Allentown and charged with misdemeanor assault, even though he was the victim of the assault. (Your federal government at work) He faces a possible extensive prison sentence. He is trying to raise $15,000 for anticipated legal fees to defend himself. Please send him a donation. Go to the web page below to make a donation through PayPal at http://donnelly.chipin.com/donnelly-legal-defense
Also the American Jury Institute (FIJA) expenses will be mounting. You can help by joining the American Jury Institute, or just making a donation. Its web page is at http://fija.org/support-fija/
Mike Benoit has written a book entitled “Sham and Shame of the Federal Income Tax.” You can purchase it directly from him for five dollars. His E-mail address is in the header of this E-mail.
Warning: You should know that The Federal Protective Service, and possibly the FBI, is intercepting my e-mails. Another violation of our civil liberties. Be prudent if you write to me.
THE PRICE OF FREEDOM IS ETERNAL VIGILANCE
THE PRICE OF JUSTICE IS ETERNAL PUBLICITY
Yours in freedom—Julian
