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John Murtha — Part 19
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were exchanged. Then we hung up. Approximately two hours later, eight police officers and two crisis
workers showed up at my apartment. Two of the lead police officers werel_______ pf the Stonycreek
township police department, and| of the Richland township police department. They were
the two police officers that were wi t the Incline Station Pub on July 2™, 1996, when Mr.
Id me they were going to steal my plan. At the time, I didn’t know it, but these police officers
had informed Erie insurance company that I was a diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic. And that I was
under the care of a psychiatrist and taking medication: that I was dangerous when I wasn’t taking my
medication; that I had killed people before; that my family lived in fear of me; that they’d sleep better with
me in jail. All that information is false. Bold faced lies. They gave the insurance company this false
information to coerce a statement from them saying that I threatened to killed Congressman Murtha, John
all the employees of Erie insurance, alt the employees of Laurel Ford, and all the employees of the
nbune Democrat. Once at my apartment, Offi ve me the choice of going to jail or going with
him to the hospital to talk to a doctor. I might add that Officel ett his jurisdiction of Stonycreek
Township unprotected, while he came into the jurisdiction of Geistown burrow to unlawfully take me into
custody. I chose to go to the hospital to talk to the doctor, rather than go to jail. Once at the hospital, I
informed the nurses and doctors there that this was politically motivated. I showed them my letter to the
editor that appeared in that day’s newspaper. I invited them to call my answering machine and listen to
my message stating that I was a candidate for Congressman. I never raised my voice. I was never
impolite. I was kind and courteous. In fact, pleasant. Not at all agitated while I was at the hospital. For
no good reason, they took my clothes from me, they strapped me down, injected me with narcotics, said
that I had threatened people, and took steps to carry those threats out. They said that I couldn’t go to the
bathroom myself that I couldn’t feed myself, that I couldn’t bathe myself, that I thought like a one-year-
old, that if I wasn’t placed in a mental institution under 24-hour care, and injected with narcotics every 6
hours, that I would probably die. Then then admitted me to the psychiatric unit. They left me strapped to
a bed into the next day. I had to have a bowel movement, and I was strapped naked to the bed. For hours
I begged the attending nurse to unstrap me and let me use the toilet that was only 15 feet away. Clearly
they wanted me to relieve myself in the bed to enforce their claim that I was mentally retarded. Finally,
after the shift’s change, another nurse let me use the toilet. Whew!!! Later that day, I got to talk to a
doctor named Dr I told him everything that was going on, even about the two black guys that beat
my friend’s wife up.
The next night, Clinton Mickens was picked up by the Johnstown Police Department, taken to the
Johnstown jail, strangled and hung; murdered! The other black wale Ioas disappeared,
probably dead. Murtha murdered his own thugs so they couldn’t testify against him. The night of
December 6, I was shown a picture of Clinton Mickens hanging by his neck in the Johnstown jail. My
life was clearly threatened. I got up that morning, December 7", and took a pink outcome slip that I was
required to fill out every day. I never knew what the slips were for. On it, I wrote that they were planning
to take me to jail, strangle me, hang me, and call it a suicide. Later that day, my pastor came to see me
around 2:00 p,m. I told him that they were planning to take me to jail, strangle me, hang me, and call it a
suicide. He said he would do what he could to get me out of there. That night, approximately 6:00 p.m.,
the news of Clinton Micken’s death in the Johnstown jail broke on Channel 6, WJAC TV. Immediately,
everybody scattered in shock because I had been savi day long that’s what they were going to do to
me. Shortly thereafter, I was informed that Dr. wanted to see me. When I walked to see Dr.
[____]he showed me the pink outlet slip that I fad filled out that day. He asked me, “what does this
mean?” I replied “how do you think I knew that Clinton Mickens was hung by his neck, the night before
it happened?” Dr Jaid “Stop. I don’t want to hear any more.” Dr. demanding to take
over your case. The next day, I went intoseeDr{____] He put his hand out to shake my hand; I said “I
don’t shake hands with the devil.” He then informed me that the police were coming to pick me up on
Thursday, that if they asked him what his opinion was, he would say that I was suicidal and homicidal;
and if they take me to jail, he didn’t care what happened to me. On Thursday, Office __Jcame to the
hospital and took me to the magi ’s office where I was arraigned, and charged with threatening to kill
Congressman Murtha and his aide. I was soon led into a small room where _I_was
interviewed by Office f the Capital Police. Also special agent
and f the Johnstown office of the FBI. 1 went over the whole story with them. n I was
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