All power to the people who are fighting on behalf of all political prisoners and prisoners of war. My name is brother Khalfani Malik Khaldun. I am a 47 year old revolutionary political prison activist inside the Indiana Department of Corruption, where I have spent my last 29 years, with 20 of those years held against my will in solitary confinement units. After years of legal battles, outside protests, letter campaigns, phone calls, and hunger strikes, and informal and formal grievances or petitions, complaints, and many of my personal completions of rehabilitation programs, the powers that be finally relented and agreed to a November 21st, 2014 release to general population. However, their release was to begin at the Wabash Valley Correction Facility, where I was forced to endure some of the worst horrors society only reads about in the USA Today or Time magazine.
I was housed in the special confinement unit, also known as the SHU. For one solid year, I managed to navigate around a lot of the negative traps they laid to entrap me. I went about the business of securing a positive image for myself by mentoring the youth and immediately organized study groups trying to encourage and empower the men who seemed to have lost their way. In a land tantamount to the living and walking dead, my classes have been extremely successful. I saw a void, and I immediately filled it. The first attempt to lock me back up in solitary confinement came on August 25th, 2015 while I was at work in the prison production kitchen. Ten prison cracks stormed my job and surrounded me. They placed me in handcuffs, on orders from the investigators, on a charge of attempting to traffic. I was escorted to solitary confinement and placed under investigation. A food service civilian made the allegation that she was offered money to bring drugs to me, which never occurred. By September 3, 2015, I was found not guilty and released back into the general population. Word spread that the female was encouraged to set me up. She never returned to work for fear of the backlash to come from her lying on me. My release was bittersweet, because it came at the price of having my job taken by the superintendent who runs this prison.
The second attempt to lock me up came the morning of January 15th, 2016 while I slept after a morning recreational exercise. Around 10:15 am my cell door opened and in rushed six prison cracks demanding that I show them my hands. They told me, on orders of Internal Affairs investigators, they were to search me and my cell area for contraband that some snitches conveyed to them that I was selling contraband, synthetic marijuana K2, inside their plantation. They escorted me to the shower to be strip searched, and I complied with the search fully. I forgot that inside of my left pocket I had two cell phone numbers on a white piece of paper. I immediately ate that. The prison cracks panicked, thinking I ingested drugs, rushed me to the prison infirmary, where I urinated in a cup that tested negative for any kind of drugs. I was still placed under 23 hour observation. On January 16, 2016 they placed me in solitary confinement pending a charge of obstruction of justice. They say I violated the law because I swallowed the two numbers on paper. On January 29th, 2016 after a brief kangaroo hearing, I was found guilty of obstruction of justice and given six months of solitary confinement and placed on permanent non contact visitation status. My television was taken for 90 days now I am faced to only eat state food from the prison canteen.
Anyone wanting to call and protest may do so and demand that the charges be dropped, and then, we will be satisfied. Thank you for listening and thanks for your support. When we fight we win. Power to the people. You may reach me at Khalfani Malik Khaldun, 874304, Leonard McQuay, P.O. Box, 1111, Carlisle, Indiana, 47838. The superintendent’s phone number is: 812-398-5050, extension, 4101. Thank you and power to the people.
These commentaries are recorded by Noel Hanrahan of Prison Radio.
