Whitey’s off to Plymouth until just before Thanksgiving for which we should all give thanks that this saga is coming to a close. The date selected for the hearing is November 13 which I imagine was chosen because the New England Patriot’s have an off week just before that so it will be a slow news week.
On that date we’ll hear one or more days of witnesses telling us what we already know; then after these witnesses do their best to scold and humiliate Whitey, he will have one more chance to grab the brass ring on this merry-go-round and tell us something. Will he repeat his lament of not having a fair trial? Will he tell the families of those he murdered that if he had a chance to do it all over again he would do the same things? Will he tell how much he regrets, not the harm he has caused, but that he was captured? Will he blame himself for his folly or will like the others offer excuses?
He can say pretty much anything he wants since nothing he says can change the never doubted fact that he will die in prison – actually when you look at it the judge herein should put a black cloth on her head, like I’ve seen the judges do in the British movies where they are sending someone off to be hung, and say, “I hereby sentence you, Mr. Whitey, to be confined to prison until such day as you leave your earthly body behind.”
As the sun sets on Whitey he rides off westward bound to Colorado, what has he left behind.
Bubbly, who writes for the Wall Street Journal noted, “Vincent Lisi, special agent in charge of the FBI’s Boston division, said the corruption had eroded public faith but that the agency was confident it had been weeded out. “We went through the dark period when there was corruption. We’re beyond it,” he said after the verdict.”
Ah, we still have the delusional FBI to contend with which thinks its policy of hiding behind “under investigation” and its corrupt ways are behind us. If only it were so but we still await the answers in its two-year investigation of Rossetti, why it failed in the Marathon Terrorist Attack, and why it killed Todashev in Florida and James Lee DiMaggio in Idaho. By the way did you notice when two Boston cops were shot on Dorchester Avenue and the guy who pulled a gun on them killed, there was a deputy superintendent from the Boston police at the scene telling us what happened. Had two FBI agents done the same thing, we’d have to wait months to find out. Agent Lisi should know we’re not buying what he’s selling.
Then we have the John Naimovich introductory story which I will end this Sunday, I hope. If not then perhaps there may be one further post in the series. This will all be gathered together in one long post for anyone interested in the extent to which the FBI and DOJ went to help their informants. I hope soon to shine it up and include the trial testimony in it and put it out in a small book so that John’s unfair plight will be known for all times in case our allegedly new FBI wants to help any more of its informants by framing a state or local cop.
I’ve got to do my Billy Bulger story and hope that too will serve as a little testament to a man who did much good but was smeared with his brother’s sins, unlike any other sibling I’ve ever read about. (Only in Boston?) I have a person who comes here at times who has a wonderful ability to research and write. He has written recently on Billy and I commend his post on his blog. He’s an outsider who comes to the issue with clean hands. Some can point at me and suggest because I’m from the same neighborhood as Billy I can’t be impartial which I suggest would be wrong. I’ve spelled out my full relationship with Billy in my book Don’t Embarrass the Family.
My daughter texted me today and asked: “Is the Verdict a let down?” I replied: “No. A Relief. Woke up today and almost forgot the jury was still out.” I’ve though about that and realize that as far as the lives of almost all of us, Whitey’s case provided no more than a look at an old criminal but it had no real mystery in its outcome or no real effect on our lives. He was never a person who could conjure up an ounce of sympathy from a jury – he was a brutal gangster blown up way out of proportion to his worth by his ego and our small town big feeling media.
His only importance to me really was as a means to which I could go off into other areas that have always interested me. I’ve written how a lawyer unlike in any other profession could have fallen asleep in the 19th Century and woken up in the 21st Century and continue his (has to be male since I’m not sure we trusted women outside the house back then) practice as if he only slept for a night. The criminal justice system stinks, to put it mildly. I’d like to be a voice for modernizing it even though the judges and others who work in it don’t see how old and decrepit it is.
I’d like to see the number of crimes drastically cut down; as system where a person will not go to jail have his case handled electronically without need for a court appearance; and so many other improvements.
The slow growth of the police state coupled with the slow erosion of our civil rights also attracts my attention as does the over charging by the DOJ of people with some of those outlandish federal crimes with inane punishments and forfeitures. There’s much to consider. Things much more important than Whitey.