Biden Blasphemy Laws 2

To all my fellow Americans in God’s beautiful world out there,

On January 6, 2021 I was arrested and taken first to this place I can only describe as a dungeon. But Websters definition does not do it justice. It says, “A dark cell for prisoners”. That is just a start. Its dark alright. With 2 people in a cell about 5×7 with a commode, no sink, no water, and no toilet paper. If you needed a drink you had to get the guards attention and at his pleasure, he would bring you a 6oz cup of water. If you needed to poop you had to call the guard and ask for toilet paper. The guard would take a roll of toilet paper and depending on the roll size, he would roll off maybe 5 or 6 loops and he would leave. If that wasn’t enough, you had to call him back for more. The food, if you were there long enough so they felt they had to feed you, was a cold dry sandwich. The bed was a flat piece of sheet metal with no mattress or bedding of any kind. It was rather dark and the entire place was infested with huge cockroaches. I am a citizen. I am a veteran. I am a patriot. The cockroaches have infested this place so bad that at night you would feel them crawling all over you.

Luckily, I only had to spend one night there. The next day they moved me to the DC jail. Well, at least here I have a cheap plastic mattress with no bedding. I had toilet paper but I could not flush the commode. They had put me in the mental ward, and even though I am not a mental patient I must be treated like one. The mental patients would put anything in the commode to stop it up and then flush it over and over until the whole place flooded. They had put me here for their stupid 2 week quarantine. I had to use my toothbrush handle to eat with while I was here. The guards were so used to just tuning out these nuts and that was how they treated me. They almost drove me crazy because they were treating me as if I was. For 2 weeks I could not even call my family to let them know I had been arrested. Finally, I was moved out of quarantine and in here with the rest of the Jan 6ers on 23 hour/day solitary confinement, but the fun for me wasn’t over. Now I had to try to get these people to get my medication. After being off my medication for 2 weeks, I was suffering from withdrawal in some serious ways. I was taking oxycodone 15 mg four times a day, and I was being treated for depression with symbalta 60 mg a day before I was arrested. I had to get this medicine back in my system.

I spoke to a psychiatrist here and she asked me if I had ever considered suicide, and I simply said yes. Well, here we go again! The psychiatrist said protocol here is that I must be put on suicide watch for a few days. How insane can these people be? So I am traumatized again. I beg the doctor not to lock me away. Instead of doing things to make me better they are pushing me towards suicide. So for about 3 days I am put in this cell that hasn’t been cleaned after the last occupant left. There is food on the floor and food on the walls. There is only one thing in the cell, an awkward looking bed with no cover. I had to remove every stitch of clothing and put on this big heavy robe, no underwear, naked as a jaybird, and a guard at the door to watch me to make sure I didn’t figure out some way to kill myself.
After the 3 days was over, which seemed like 3 weeks, I am returned to my home unit for 23 hour/day lockdown. So now I am thinking that maybe I will get a break from all the stress and anxiety, but no. Because of the lack of a proper diet and the inability to keep myself clean due to the lockdown, it appears that I may have contracted serious skin conditions and jock itch. While these things can be uncomfortable and embarrassing, they are things I know I can deal with once I get my freedom. The food I am being forced to eat is not what I need to keep my immune system at a high enough level to resist virus and pneumonia which tend to kill elderly at a fairly high rate. The cost to the taxpayer is very high for each inmate, and is very adequate to pay for 3 meals a day that are much, much better than we receive. The greed of these contractors is the issue. All we ask is to be treated as humans.

Letter from Lonnie Coffman
71 years old
Retired Army Sergeant
Vietnam War Veteran
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