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Tupac Shakur — Part 1
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parent compromise verdict, convicted of
two counts of sexual abuse—specifically,
forcibly touching Ayanna Jackson's but-
tocks. Bail was set at three million dol-
lars, and Tupac turned himself in and was
incarcerated. On February 7, 1995, he
was sentenced to a term of not less than
one and a half to not more than four and
a half years in prison.
A few months after Tupac was sen-
tenced, Jacques Agnant's indictment was
dismissed, and he pleaded guilty to two
misdemeanors. When I asked Melissa
Mourges, the assistant district attorney
who had tried the case against Tupac,
why Agnant had been dealt with in such
a favorable way, she said that Ayanna
Jackson was “reluctant to go through the
case again,” Jackson had, however, brought
a civil suit against Tupac following the
trial. (The suit was subsequently settled.)
Agnant’s lawyer, Paul Brenner, be-
hieves that Tupac should never have been
convicted. “Ie was a very weak case,” he
says. “A lot went on” at Nell’s. Brenner
suspects that the police planted the gun
they found in the hotel room. “I worked
for the P.B.A. for ten years, I Anow the
police. . . . The police are friends of mine,”
he savs. “But Tupac had no friends in the
police. I couldn’t find a policeman who
had a good word to say about Tupac.”
Tupac's conviction that Agnant had
set him up seemed only to deepen with
time. He went public with it on his last
album, “The Don Kuluminati”:
I hope my true mutha-fuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote. ...
Listea while I take you back
and lay this cap
A real live tale
About a snitch named Haitian Jack
Knew he was working for the feds. . . .
Set me up
Wer me up
Nigga stuck me up.
Agnant has filed a suit for libel against
Tupac’s estate, Death Row, Interscope,
the producer and the engineer of the
song, and the publishing company.
Ayanna Jackson has always maintained
that she was not involved in any setup.
What role Agnant, the police, or any
other governmental entity may have
played in the sexual-assault case against
Tupac is conjectural. But this much is plain:
once the gears of the criminal-justice sys-
tem were set in motion, Tupac was penal-
ized more for who he was—a charismatic
gangsta rapper with a political back-
ground—than for what he had done.
‘T imagine serenity’s pretty much the same, one season to the next?”
Melissa Mourges seemed to share the
animus many police officers felt for Tu-
pac; Charles Ogletree argued in his ap-
peal that her conduct was so prejudicial
(she railed against Tupac as a “thug,”
among other things) that a new trial was
warranted on that ground alone. The
setting of bail at three million dollars,
Ogletree commented, was “inhumane,”
and the sentence was “out of line with
the conviction.” Tupac was sent to the
Clinton Correctional Facility in Danne-
mora, New York, a maximum-security
prison. “The entire case,” Ogletree said,
“reeked of impropriety.”
N the very beginning, prison granted
Tupac a sort of grace, extricating him
from the manic, overcharged existence he
had created for himself. Outside, he drank
heavily and smoked marijuana constantly.
Now his mind was clear. And in Danne~
mora he was liberated from the demands
of his music. His gangsta-rapping had
been a pose, he said, He had been re-
quired to maintain the pose and he did
not regret doing so, but it was a pose
nonetheless, and one he was abdicating.
He had laid down the tracks of a new al-
bum, “Me Against the World,” before he
was incarcerated and, having finished
that, he told Vise magazine, “I can be free.
When you do rap albums, you got to
train yourself. You got to constantly be in
character. You used to see rappers talk-
ing all that hard shit, and then you see
them in suits and shit at the American
Music Awards. I didn’t want to be that
type of nigga. I wanted to keep it real,
and that's what I thought I was doing.
Burt . . . let somebody else represent it..I
represented it too much. I was thug life:”
With the opportunity to reflect, 3O=
ber, on the events that led to his incat-
ceration, he said he realized that, “even
though I’m innocent of the charge they. .
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