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.
Since you, John088, seem to have a soft "bum" for Ronald Clarke...please allow me to ask a few questions and then give you a few facts.
HAVE YOU READ HIS CASE? ARE YOU AWARE THERE ARE MULTIPLE VICTIMS IN HIS PAST? His death sentence does not reflect his other homicide(s).
I'll approach you with respect and honesty and ask the same...how you could continue to postulate such nonsense if you were truly in possession of the facts of his background/case?
Have you NO morals? Do you, personally, have a family that has been devastated by the likes of Clarke?
Who is the one messed up? Me, Jane Doe Citizen or Ronald Clarke on death row? I hope NEVER to find out. Why on earth would you tell an inmate that someone on the "outside" is messed up and the hell with them? Ronald Clarke is a killer. There are MORE victims than what he was convicted of. After all, how many "death" sentences can you get?
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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.
HAVE YOU READ HIS CASE?
ARE YOU AWARE THERE ARE MULTIPLE VICTIMS IN HIS PAST? His death sentence does not reflect his other homicide(s).
I'll approach you with respect and honesty and ask the same...how you could continue to postulate such nonsense if you were truly in possession of the facts of his background/case?
Have you NO morals? Do you, personally, have a family that has been devastated by the likes of Clarke?