Most people in protective custody are white. White sex offenders and child predators like yourself. That would explain why you have “never seen a black inmate beaten up”. What a stupid comment to make. Black men are beaten, stabbed and murdered in the USA state and federal penitentiary’s every day. I lost a person I loved to murder in a state prison. Knifed to death in the neck. He was black.
There’s no such thing as Coppism. You just are a person who is anti police because they caught you. That’s your gripe.
You keep writing posts showing your ire. You got caught with a child in your car. With a book describ8ng how to give blow jobs. You are a child predator.
I got you want to be some half assed social justice warrior. But they only way you can be a useful person to society is to come clean about your serval predilections to assault children and to be clear and clarify how we can stop predators like yourself,
I’m serious.
How do we stop men like you?
How do we protect children from men like you?
There’s some great universities in your state, Berkeley, USC, and others. Write to their criminology psychology department and take part in a study of paedophiles. Be honest, help humanity tell us how you tick, and how we can protect our children.
This will be my last response to your posts, they make me very angry. And I’m sure you will write other improper and misguided stuff in the future that BTB will allow. So you won’t hear from me again.
But I am serious.
You have the ability to actually do something constructive if you are honest and candid. Can you be?
Tenzin

@Tenzin, Have you given any consideration at all to the possibility that he is being honest and candid?

What makes you so sure he is what you heard about him (from where I'm not sure) and that he is not the person in these posts?

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Hubert.

Re: The last paragraph of your letter.
You wrote: “ I need to get back to work, collecting statements in memorium for people who knew ‘Whispers’. So far despite enthusiasm to talk about him, getting anyone to put it on paper is like herding cats. ‘

Again using this man’s untimely death as fodder for your narcissistic ramblings.
Your ‘epitaph’ to him was insulting. Horribly insulting.
You insulted this man in his death and inappropriately in the manner of it.
You cooed and squirmed with delight at the manner I took offence to this. Even trying to compare yourself to Oscar Wilde and other famous wits?
You are none of these people. And you never will be.
Here’s a tip, from someone who writes for a living. In an ‘epitaph’ YOU NEVER INSULT THE DECEASED.

THIS MAN HAS FIVE CHILDREN,HE HAS FAMILY AND FRIENDS WHO READ THIS AND OTHERS BLOGS. FOUR CHILDREN NOW WHO HAVE LOST A FATHER. THEY WILL PROBABLY REREAD HIS BLOGS OVER THE YEARS, HIS GRANDKIDS TOO. PROBABLY HIS GREAT GRANDKID KIDS IF BTB EXIST IN THE FUTURE.

And they will read your ‘epitaph’, your spiteful, toxic, bitchy, poisonous laced diatribe of someone you once spent time with in jail. Maybe he didn’t like you. But hey, when he’s dead, you get to knock him , because you didn’t have the guts to do it when he was alive. And you did knock him didn’t you? Gave his character a good slap, slapped his efforts too, put him on the ground so anyone following his blog could see some conflated person you lied about, just in case they liked him, or thought what he wrote was good. Did you read Father John’s response to you? No, you haven’t have you? Get one of your friends to forward that. You screwed up Hubert. In a very nasty way.
Save your ire for the cops you caught you. Leave people alone. Especially those who grieve. Leave his remaining children, friends and families, memory of their dad and friend alone.
Better still, remove the ‘epitaph’. Leave his memory alone, it doesn’t belong to you.
Tenzin

the gaslighting and flip-the-scriptology on here are profoundly apparent...all done to in some way reward bad behavior by convicted criminals..."whaaa i'm a victim of this and that..." that's all that's on here...i catch one of you or your kind around here i got my gauge to do my talking...