White Holler Crime

White Holler Crime

Copyright © 2004 Gary Heller

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To the US Taxpayer: So sorry!

And to the 25% of the federal employees who actually do the work (the remaining 75% are either incompetent, idiots, bean counters; or, if all of the above, management)

Introduction

In the late 1930’s, Edwin Sutherland coined the term white collar crime to describe professionals such as doctors and bankers, etc., who committed crimes during the course of their occupations. White collar crime is still alive and thriving in the 21st Century with the astronomical financial losses inflicted by CEOs on their companies, employees and stock holders. Some of these big time crooks may even receive justice on a small scale.

However, white holler U.S. Government criminals who rip off taxpayers are never brought to justice, thus all you can do is holler!

A perfect example of a white holler crime is congress passing tricky worded pay raises for themselves and then going around telling us taxpayers that they never voted for the pay increases. (The highest increase of any occupation!)

This tattle tale story about the federal prison system (Club Fed) and the federal judges (Imperial Benchwetters) will show that the federal government has itself become a far bigger crime than the so-called criminals housed in its prisons with its annual inmate incarceration costs exceeding most student expenses at the finest colleges!

The real answer to the question: Why are these prison facilities so nice? is because our distinguished politicians want nice places to serve their own sentences in case they are ever prosecuted for their own crimes against the American taxpayers! The federal court system and its fancied salaried lifetime imperial emperor judges also contribute mightily to this taxpayer ripoff.

Other players feeding at this federal trough are the mostly inept government prosecutors and the, as usual, blood sucking, diseased, court appointed defense lawyers.

All the above are players in the travel club, health spa, resort like atmosphere in the biggest fraudulent theft ring in existence in the entire U.S., stealing from hardworking taxpayers!

Follow our investigative reporter as he exposes the bowel-like maze of spending madness that surrounds mushy-minded, country club wardens, anointed judges, limp wristed, bed-wetting chief probation officers, the mattress tag prosecutors, along with the ever sleazy defense lawyers as they all "defend our constitutional

rights"!

The author, H.O.G.G. (Harness Our Government Greed) believes that all the management employees in the entire federal government, especially the federal government justice system, should be transferred to utilize their excellent bean counting skills, preferably to sewage treatment plants nationwide.

Chapter 1

SHIRT OF A THOUSAND MEALS

At a Midwestern church college somewhere in the heart of Fishiana (so named after the Great Lakes fishing industry) , Eddie N. Ama found himself enrolled in a graduate school social problems course. He was in a daze wondering how he had wound up in a room with so many wannabe do gooders. After all, he had just been discharged from the Air Force.

That’s where he had learned tactical warfare as a pilot during the Vietnam conflict.

Eddie slowly glanced around the room at the cast of characters taking this course. Trying not to be conspicuous, Eddie zeroed in on a couple of them. They were beginning to look and sound weird, with a fuzzy, mush-mouthed mentality that was like a throw-back to that

radical social crap of the 1960’s. He had barely endured back then while earning his bachelor’s degree in the same field. These do-gooders were still out to change the world for the better, one person at a time. What Eddie and the others would find out much too late was that these social problems would instead change the workers, and not for the best either.

As Eddie continued glancing at the students, he suddenly became fixated on a huge, fat student. He was so large he couldn’t sit at a regular desk because his layers of fat drooped over the chair. Eddie then noticed that the fat guy was wearing a dirty T-shirt with what appeared to be food that had spilled on the front and had then dried. This man actually was filthy, wearing residue from many meals.

Later, Eddie was surprised when this same fat man announced that he was a juvenile probation officer. Eddie wondered what kind of role model would such an unkept, fat person have on wayward kids.

Eddie would later learn that over half the graduate students in this class were already employed in some aspect of the criminal justice system. As Eddie studied the faces of some of the long term correctional workers, he noticed that they showed signs of strain. Years later this would be known as the telltale signs of stress or job burnout.

As the classes progressed, Eddie would learn that all these correctional workers knew each other from their agency interactions over the years. These corrections workers socialized after class by stopping at a nearby lounge for alcoholic beverages. Eddie thought that this seemed ironic as most of correction’s best customers/ defendants were in the system because of substance abuse, either from drugs or alcohol. This seemed like a slippery slope; correctional workers drinking to forget the misery of having to work with drug addicts and alcoholics.

As the semester slowly passed, Eddie got to know one of the correctional workers that sat near him in class. It seemed that Eddie and this individual had the same warped sense of humor as they both laughed with gusto at the insurmountable societal problems. Eddie would later nickname this guy Dr. Susse, after the W.C. Fields character. The bonding through humor between them became more intense over the weeks since none of the other correctional workers had a sense of humor. Worse than that was the fact that some of these workers, as well as the student wannabes, appeared to take themselves seriously.

Eddie had previously found work at a local steel mill to support he and his wife. He had begun to appreciate those steel workers because they were tough. This was refreshing after being in class with what seemed to be nothing more than airheads, especially the women who tried to come across as miracle workers. Eddie began believing that all this agents of change wasn’t anything but a crock of crap put out by phony social work/correctional department heads to justify their large salaries.

The school year continued to grind ever so slowly, and Eddie realized he would soon have to start looking at job opportunities. He would slowly realize that he had no desire to ever work at a social agency; given the weirdos and airheads that he noticed were attracted to that work.

Although Eddie wasn’t too crazy about it, he believed that some aspect of the criminal justice system would be the only suitable employment for him. Much to his amazement, he discovered that all the correctional positions open required previous experience in the field. How would anyone gain experience if you needed it to get started? This was looking like an impossible obstacle to overcome. Eddie decided he would only look for correctional employment for the next few weeks. Then he would look elsewhere for a non-related employment situation.

Soon he began sending such a flurry of resumes out that he lost track of what jobs he had applied for. A call he would make to the Midwest regional office of the U.S. Civil Service Commission paid off. Eddie would be sent an application for a civil service rating. This process would rate his educational and employment experience. Then he would know which agencies in the federal government had job openings that he was qualified for. A few weeks later, Eddie received a civil service rating and a listing of available jobs. A real surprise was that a graduate degree would substitute for experience. He spotted job listings for the U.S. Bureau of Prisons as a case manager/correctional treatment specialist. Eddie quickly submitted his civil service rating and application to the Federal Bureau of Prisons in Washington, D.C.

Some years later Eddie would learn that the exact week that he had submitted his application to the Bureau of Prisons was the only week in a two-year period that the applications were accepted. It was also the last time that the Bureau of Prisons would hire casemanagers off the street. The change meant that college graduates would have to begin as guards (correctional officers) at lower pay and then work their way up in the system to become casemanagers. Two decades later, Eddie would look back on this situation and muse whether that was either good luck or bad luck but he’d never be able to decide which luck he’d had.

Within two weeks, Eddie would receive a letter from the Bureau of Prisons stating that he would be one of three applicants interviewed for an opening at the Leavenworth U.S. Penitentiary. He would attend the interview at a closer facility in Terre Hopeless, Fishiana. If he wasn’t selected, his name would be sent out again to another prison opening. Eddie thought this was great as he didn’t have to know someone to be considered for a job.

The day that Eddie drove to the USP Terre Hopeless for the job interview, he was both excited and apprehensive entering a prison for the first time. He really wasn’t sure what caseworker’s duties involved in a big house. The first thing Eddie noticed as he walked the long corridor was that all the inmates were wearing green Army fatigues as they mopped the floor. This sort of reminded Eddie of a military barracks.

Although the interview seemed to go fairly well, Eddie knew that his real handicap was total lack of experience in the field. The following week Eddie received a letter that indicated another individual had been selected for the opening. His name would be sent out again whenever another opening occurred in the Bureau of Prisons.

Eddie had previously listed his correctional class buddy, Dr. Susse, as a character reference on his job application. He hoped that since Dr. Susse was a federal probation officer that he would be able to put in a good word for him sometime.

Two weeks later, Eddie received a letter stating that his name had been sent to another Bureau of Prisons facility for a job opening. This time it was for a job at a halfway house/community treatment center in Chicago, Illinois.

A couple of days later, Eddie’s friend Dr. Susse telephoned him to say that the CTC director had called him since his name was listed on the application as a character reference. Dr. Susse had told the director that Eddie was a good guy but needed a break to get into the system without specific job experience. The CTC director told Dr. Susse that no correctional experience was a plus since a new employee wouldn’t have to waste time breaking old habits and being retrained.

The next day Eddie received a letter from the CTC director setting a date the following week for a job interview in Chicago.

Eddie’s wife was on summer break from her elementary school job so he asked her to accompany him on the long drive into downtown Chicago.

As Eddie approached the YMCA Hotel, he noticed that it was right across the street from the back side of the huge Conrad Hilton Hotel which faced Michigan Boulevard, just two blocks from Lake Michigan. Eddie also noticed how quickly the neighborhood dropped off in just one block west of Michigan Boulevard. There were an assortment of seedy looking characters hanging around the front door of the YMCA. Quickly, Eddie decided that he had better take his wife into the YMCA for the job interview in the CTC offices rather than leave her in the car.

The Federal Bureau of Prisons had contracted to rent rooms in this 22 story YMCA Hotel for federal offenders who either were being released from prison or federal offenders directly from federal courts who had been placed on probation with a condition that they spend several months at the CTC.

Not long after Eddie and his wife were seated in the outer waiting area of the CTC, the director entered the room. Immediately upon introducing himself, Eddie noticed that he was a cordial individual with a thick southern drawl. This heavy southern accent would set up this director to be accused of racial discrimination in a big bucket of worms called Equal Employment Opportunity (EEO) suit or complaint.

This director surprised Eddie’s wife when he asked her to accompany him into his office for the job interview. Things went well for Eddie in the interview, especially when he realized that this low-keyed community based correctional setting was the ideal place for a rookie to begin. After the interview the director informed Eddie that it would be another week before he finished interviewing the other two applicants. He would then send Eddie a letter regarding his decision.

During their long drive home, Eddie told his wife that he should hear from several of the other non-correctional jobs he had applied for within the next week. He also was looking forward to his graduate school ceremony the following week.

The very next day Eddie received a telephone call from the regional sales manager for the Zerox Corporation. He wanted to interview Eddie as soon as possible for a sales position. While Eddie was driving to this job interview, he began to ponder the difficulty of having to decide between the widely diverse job fields he had applied

for. Would he give up the field he had earned two college degrees in for some sales job he had no previous interest in?

During the Zerox job interview, Eddie learned that this regional manager had attended the very same vocational high school in Chicago where Eddie had majored in aircraft maintenance. He immediately offered Eddie the sales position stating that because of his aircraft background, he could easily understand the technical aspects of the numerous Zerox office machines. The older sales force was averaging from $60,000 to $150,000 per year salary and commission. That was a startling amount of money since the Bureau of Prisons job started at a salary of $12,000.

Eddie told the manager that he would need a few days to think it over as he was just about to receive his graduate degree.

The next morning Eddie received a letter offering him the job with the Bureau of Prisons at the Chicago halfway house. This began a wave of complicated decisions for Eddie as he had also received two more letters offering him the additional jobs he had applied for. So far Eddie was batting 1.000 but beginning to believe too many job offers was a