I was 38 and done with stupid crime. (BUT YOU STOLE QUARTERS FROM CAR WASHES, A RV FROM A DEALERSHIP IN ST. GEORGE, UTAH. YOU STOLE TRAILORS FROM AROUND THE SALT LAKE VALLEY AND BURNED ON IN THE FIELDS OUT NEAR TOOELE UTAH. YOU RAMMED A FORKLIFT THROUGH THE SIDE OF ARCH ALUMINUM AND GLASS AND STORE THE CHRISTMAS MONEY FOR THE EMPLOYEES) I got married to a stank-trailortrash-girl (THANKS FOR THE COMPLIMENT) the day I got out. (LIE, YOU WERE RELEASED FROM FEDERAL PRISON IN MAY OF 2006, YOU WERE MARRIED IN NOVEMBER 2006) We had two kids whom I am just crazy about. During our horrible 4 years together (can learning what a low life my wife is) I had a job where I flew up the totem pole to a “consultants” position. (LIE, YOU WERE NIGHT WAREHOUSE MANAGER). I was making 52k a year (LIE, PLEASE SEE ABOVE POST ABOUT SEAN’S JOB TITLE AND WAGES) and flying to various plants across the US to trouble-shoot. I had because a success story. Not only was it my first job ever but I was a convicted felon and “serial bomber”. Not only that, I took my trailor-trash wife, who thought “menses” puddled on the bed-sheets for weeks at a time was “okey-dokey-fine”, to a good life. (I HAD ANYTHING BUT A GOOD LIFE WITH YOU SEAN RIKER. I HAD A HORRIBLE LIFE WITH YOU) I took a a----and changed it to a Rolls Royce ife. I learned the hard way: You can take trailor trash out of the trailor park but you can’t take the trash out of the trailer park mentality.
The guys who violated the code were given once chance to prove that their case(s) are wrongful convicting. That means they turn over all paperwork for inspection; police report, discovery, trial transcripts, Doctors reports, ect…the paperwork would get thoroughly read and if there was absolute proof of the inmates guilt they would get ‘dealt’ with. If an inmate refused to show paperwork that’s considered guilt and he gets punished. Understand? There’s no ‘privacy’ in prison. Every inmate must remain an open book. It’ doesn’t matter if you want to abide by the rules or not. (HOW NICE, AT LEAST YOUR TRUE COLORS ARE SHINING THROUGH NOW) Fact: Inmates run the prisons. ENTER WISCONSIN In 2006 I was released from federal prison after serving 12 years of a 12 year sentence. (NOT TRUE. LINK TO MUG SHOT FROM SALT LAKE COUNTY, UTAH http://mugshots.com/US-Counties/Utah/Salt-Lake-County-UT/Sean-Anthony-Riker.7044961.html DATED 2/1/1996. MUGSHOT FROM SALT LAKE COUNTY, UTAH http://mugshots.com/US-Counties/Utah/Salt-Lake-County-UT/Sean-Anthony-Riker.7044962.html DATED 9/4/2006. THESE DATES GIVE AN INTERMEDIATE TIME OF 10 ½ YEARS. WHICH MEANS IT IS SIMPLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO HAVE SERVED 12 YEARS ON YOUR 12 YEAR SENTENCE. NICE TRY THOUGH) I lost all of my good-time because I “dealt” with those who violate the convict code. No biggie. But when I walked uot of those doors I knew I would never see prison from the inside looking out.
I looked in the mirror and I was covered in black soot and my hair was compacted to my head like a plastic helmet. Every single hair on my body was gone. Even my pubic hair. I pealed my head hair off and took a shower. I didn’t have one burn or scratch on my whole body. A miracle. But the feds went door-to-door to every house in the neighborhood and the only door that didn’t get answered was mine. They eventually raided my house and I went to prison for 12 years. (YOU WERE ALSO FOUND TO HAVE A STOLEN SAFE IN YOUR HOME FROM A LOCAL BURGLARY) Which brings me to my title-story. As I’ve said I’ve spent most of my life in prison. I learned since TYS that there is a convict code to follow. Through all of my yeas of prison, the “Home Boys” and I prayed on inmates with cases that were unfavorable to the strict convict code. No violent act against those who violated the code was too strict. (INCLUDING MURDER OF DAVID STONE? INCLUDING BEATING YOUR WIFE AND HER CHILDREN FOR MAKING A MESS OR TOUCHING SOMETHING OF YOURS) “No mercy” is the sentence. For 30 years I have lived that code and enforced it to the fullest extent. (BUT WE ARE ALL SUPPOSE TO NOW BELIEVE THAT FOR THE TIME FROM 2006-2009 YOU WERE A PERFECT ANGEL AND NEVER ONCE LAYED A VIOLENT HAND ON YOUR WIFE OR HER CHILDREN DURING THAT TIME) I can’t go into detail about the punishments because “BTB” is rated PG but you can imagine what went on. (LIKE MURDER? MURDERING DAVID STONE AND FRAMING MARK JORDAN, SEAN? LIKE THAT KIND OF STUFF) I SPENT MY ADULT LIFE IN California state and federal penitentiaries. All of the prisons max and supermax custody.
Copied transcription of “Wisconsin Inmates are an Enigma to Me” By Sean Riker Sept. 10, 2012.: My own opinions are (UPPERCASE) for your reading enjoyment.
I was born and raised in San Bernardino, Calif which is probably the reason I spent most of my life in prison starting at the age of 13 (RIGHT? BECAUSE EVERYONE WHO GROWS UP IN SAN BERDO SPENDS THEIR LIFE IN PRISON). As a juvenile I was “trained” at the notorious youth-training school in Chino, Calif. At age 18 I graduated to state “Big Boy” prison: Chino, Salano, Vacaville and Pelican Bay. I stayed out for about 4 years from 1991-1995-ish (WOW! WAY TO SHOW HOW LONG YOU CAN STAY OUT OF PRISON, YOU MANAGED ABOUT FOUR YEARS) and then went on a bombing spree in St. George Utah. I was upset about the whole polygamy thing and them having sex with children. I frowned upon it, to say the least. I bombed a bunch of places that I didn’t like. (SEAN, YOU BOMBED A ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, A BOOKSTORE OWNED BY TWO GAY MEN AND DIXIE AUTO STORE. WHAT DID AN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL HAVE TO DO WITH YOUR CONTEMPT FOR FUNDAMENTALIST MORMONS?) Unfortunately the feds from on bombings, through a mistake of my own and a DVD fuse in a bomb I blew myself up in a car bombing. I was wearing baggy surfer shorts and flo-jo sandals, nothing else when the car exploded I flew easily 15 feet in the air. Everything was in slow motion. My body was twisting in the air like a cat trying to land on its feet. I finally landed on my butt hard, The adrenaline kicked in and I was on my feet and running down main street with smoke barreling from my body. I looked like something out of a comedy skit. I was screaming to my girlfriend (PAULA ROBERTS CASTILLIO) “I’m on fire!! Run! Run!” I wasn’t really on fire but I thought I was. We ran all of the way home.
I will say that however troubled my sleep is (agonizing over my loss) - it has to pale in comparison to someone who is SO BRUTAL, SO UNCARING, SO HEINOUS.
For that reason, I get a bit of serenity. I KNOW I'm going to die at some point WITHOUT the worry of karma for the heinous acts of murder.
I never killed anyone. Mr. Clarke can't claim that and he's scared. I'd be scared, too.
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ENTER WISCONSIN
In 2006 I was released from federal prison after serving 12 years of a 12 year sentence. (NOT TRUE. LINK TO MUG SHOT FROM SALT LAKE COUNTY, UTAH http://mugshots.com/US-Counties/Utah/Salt-Lake-County-UT/Sean-Anthony-Riker.7044961.html DATED 2/1/1996. MUGSHOT FROM SALT LAKE COUNTY, UTAH http://mugshots.com/US-Counties/Utah/Salt-Lake-County-UT/Sean-Anthony-Riker.7044962.html DATED 9/4/2006. THESE DATES GIVE AN INTERMEDIATE TIME OF 10 ½ YEARS. WHICH MEANS IT IS SIMPLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO HAVE SERVED 12 YEARS ON YOUR 12 YEAR SENTENCE. NICE TRY THOUGH) I lost all of my good-time because I “dealt” with those who violate the convict code. No biggie. But when I walked uot of those doors I knew I would never see prison from the inside looking out.
As I’ve said I’ve spent most of my life in prison. I learned since TYS that there is a convict code to follow. Through all of my yeas of prison, the “Home Boys” and I prayed on inmates with cases that were unfavorable to the strict convict code. No violent act against those who violated the code was too strict. (INCLUDING MURDER OF DAVID STONE? INCLUDING BEATING YOUR WIFE AND HER CHILDREN FOR MAKING A MESS OR TOUCHING SOMETHING OF YOURS) “No mercy” is the sentence. For 30 years I have lived that code and enforced it to the fullest extent. (BUT WE ARE ALL SUPPOSE TO NOW BELIEVE THAT FOR THE TIME FROM 2006-2009 YOU WERE A PERFECT ANGEL AND NEVER ONCE LAYED A VIOLENT HAND ON YOUR WIFE OR HER CHILDREN DURING THAT TIME) I can’t go into detail about the punishments because “BTB” is rated PG but you can imagine what went on. (LIKE MURDER? MURDERING DAVID STONE AND FRAMING MARK JORDAN, SEAN? LIKE THAT KIND OF STUFF) I SPENT MY ADULT LIFE IN California state and federal penitentiaries. All of the prisons max and supermax custody.
My own opinions are (UPPERCASE) for your reading enjoyment.
I was born and raised in San Bernardino, Calif which is probably the reason I spent most of my life in prison starting at the age of 13 (RIGHT? BECAUSE EVERYONE WHO GROWS UP IN SAN BERDO SPENDS THEIR LIFE IN PRISON). As a juvenile I was “trained” at the notorious youth-training school in Chino, Calif. At age 18 I graduated to state “Big Boy” prison: Chino, Salano, Vacaville and Pelican Bay. I stayed out for about 4 years from 1991-1995-ish (WOW! WAY TO SHOW HOW LONG YOU CAN STAY OUT OF PRISON, YOU MANAGED ABOUT FOUR YEARS) and then went on a bombing spree in St. George Utah. I was upset about the whole polygamy thing and them having sex with children. I frowned upon it, to say the least. I bombed a bunch of places that I didn’t like. (SEAN, YOU BOMBED A ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, A BOOKSTORE OWNED BY TWO GAY MEN AND DIXIE AUTO STORE. WHAT DID AN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL HAVE TO DO WITH YOUR CONTEMPT FOR FUNDAMENTALIST MORMONS?) Unfortunately the feds from on bombings, through a mistake of my own and a DVD fuse in a bomb I blew myself up in a car bombing. I was wearing baggy surfer shorts and flo-jo sandals, nothing else when the car exploded I flew easily 15 feet in the air. Everything was in slow motion. My body was twisting in the air like a cat trying to land on its feet. I finally landed on my butt hard, The adrenaline kicked in and I was on my feet and running down main street with smoke barreling from my body. I looked like something out of a comedy skit. I was screaming to my girlfriend (PAULA ROBERTS CASTILLIO) “I’m on fire!! Run! Run!” I wasn’t really on fire but I thought I was. We ran all of the way home.
Cya
Get over yourself. Man Up.
Cya.
For that reason, I get a bit of serenity. I KNOW I'm going to die at some point WITHOUT the worry of karma for the heinous acts of murder.
I never killed anyone. Mr. Clarke can't claim that and he's scared. I'd be scared, too.