EXECUTION DATE SET FOR FEBRUARY 24TH, 2010
Hey y’all. Before I get into my usual rant I need to clarify some
stuff about Todd. In New Hell Hole News #17 I accused Stacy
Kuykendahl of lying about Todd along with her brother. Apparently
only her brother did the lying to the Justice of the Peace. A week
before Todd’s murder, as related in Steven Hill’s Chicago Tribune
story October 19th and David Grann’s New Yorker article October 16th
“What Stacy said.” So, I apologize to Stacy. My own commentary on
it was based on what was stated in the Corsicana Daily Sun by Janet
somebody – obviously that paper lacks a lot when it comes to
integrity—If you doubt that, read district attorney nee Judge John
Jackson’s “Guest Commentary” about how Todd is guilty. Not a single
thing that man points to is evidence of murder. A while back I said
that the same witch hunter used to murder Todd is being employed to
try to kill me. It is. No doubt. But there, I was talking about the
crazy psychologist who testified at Todd’s trial that, because he had
rock-n-roll band posters displayed on his walls it meant he was a
‘”devil worshipper.” Now I have learned that “Judge” John Jackson,
in a Nightline News t.v. interview has falsely alleged that the burn
patterns on the floor of Todd’s house were in the shape of a
pentagram — come on! You gotta be kidding me. That’s 100% a total
fabrication. A lie. This man is a Texas state district judge! Stay
out of Corsicana, Texas, folks! Especially if you wear concert t-
shirts and have long hair or listen to rock-n-roll music; you might
be the next “devil worshipper” they kill!
Incidentally, the district attorney in my case, Lynn Switzer, is a
member of the Order of the Eastern Star, which is an ancillary,
“adoptive” form of masonry open only to master masons and the women
of master masons — i.e. wife, daughter, mother, aunt, etc. Their
emblem or standard is an inverted pentagram bearing an assortment of
arcane symbols and the letters at the five points of the star F. A.
T. A. L. This is the woman who will decide whether I live or die. I
don’t see anyone calling her a “devil worshipper” – except me, once,
jokingly to one of my attorneys. It went right over his head, poor
fellow. I’m not bothered by it. I come from a long line of
Scottish Rite Freemasonry. My family were some of the very first to
settle this country, in the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains in
the far southwestern corner of Virginia. Scot (Gael) and German on my
dad’s side of the family, Irish on my mother’s side – Skinner, Lynch,
Barrow, Warner and Lovelace.
In my case, a woman I used to know well, said that when I get mad my
eyes glow red, my canines were sharp, she came home one day to find
me supine with my arms crossed over my chest like a corpse, in a
trance, levitating two feet off the bed in midair. She also
testified that I was endowed and a contortionist, I could fellate
myself. My response to that was simply, “if that is true, what’d I
need you (her) for?” She’d said other things over the years; I lay
curses that are effective – yeah, I laid one on her pudendum, she
still ain’t got over it. Ha/ha. Flowers I don’t like wilt at my
passing. I control the minds of animals and made her dog commit
suicide by running out of an alley under the wheels of a passing car.
I know. That’s terrible. Christopher Lee could take lessons from
me, I tell you. The dog was a Beagle. It was chasing a jackrabbit.
No, I’m not kidding you.
By now I think you’ve probably read in New Hell Hole News #16 what
was done to me on October 13th, 2009? Incidentally, that was the
702nd anniversary of the real Friday the 13th, 1307, the day Prince
Philip the Fair crossed out the templars, had them arrested,
tortured, murdered, etc. What happened to me, we’ll call it a
symbolic re-enactment, eh? Ha/ha.
It’s well known here that I have an avid interest in all things
templaric—I trace my ancestors to participants in the first crusade
and before it, by some 200 years. So they came to F-pod and
“arrested” me Ha/ha, brought me up here to A-pod and put me in
Lester’s lil’ camera’d up torture chamber for ol’ Tabler, in a filthy
cell, no property, no nothin’ there I sat.
They got all kinds of neat lil’ “mind f**k by Mattel” torture going
on up here – lights on 24/7, cameras whee! Gate slammin’, “security
checks every 30 minutes so you never sleep more ‘n 30 minutes at a
time — in contemporary circles of torture they call that “sleep
deprivation.” Of course it’s illegal but “that don’t matter,
Skinner, you’re gonna be dead soon.” They won’t let me rec unless I
go outside, in the kitten box, by myself. So I cannot go to the
dayroom at all, can’t talk to the guys in the other dayrooms (we
still have no contact physically but we could shout back and forth to
conversate).
I was put on food loaf for a case that never was written or, if it
was, never served and for which I never went to court. When I
finally got my property it was in such a state of destruction and
disarray it took me over 30 hours to arrange it back into some
semblance of useful order. As always, some of it was illegally
confiscated and destroyed.
You think this action, on this date, was a coincidence, maybe? I
don’t. On the anniversary of the murders in Todd’s case and on the
daughters’ birthdays he was always terrorized in the same way. Todd
was executed on February 17th, 2004; the state has decreed that I
will die on February 24th, 2010; 2,197 days after Todd. 72 months, 7
days, 313 weeks. For anyone familiar with the occult I’m sure you
can readily see the significance of that, eh? Right. All I can say
is, I am not guilty of this crime, there is “ample” evidence to prove
it, if the state of Texas would quit withholding and suppressing it;
I hope to get a stay. We’ll see.
About the move, the cameras, the “arrest” off of F-pod and all the
abuse otherwise – what’d I do, you ask? Cussed out a guard for
abusing one of my acquaintances – according to him, I jacked the
beanhole aka “refusing to allow closure of the food slot by placing
[my] arm in it” —that‘s the case that was never written. The
guard’s tale is, he just let me keep the slot for 2 hours until I got
tired and went to bed, eh. No supervisor was ever called, no use of
force ever recorded, etc. Hey, you believe that, don’t you? Right.
What was the real deal, you wonder? Oh, I think they were
anticipating this date and looking for some excuse to hoosegow me.
Like Foghorn Leghorn says: “I say, I say. I say look heah, son! In
chicken parlance, ya been boondoggled, boy! I say, you been
hornswaggled, son!” Som’ like that, yeah. Oh well.
Lil’ Lester Pester, with his lil’ campaign of hate. He tried to put
if off on some’else, then get Warden Simmons to make his bond. I
ain’t buyin’ that hog. See, I personally overheard him tellin’
another rank “y’all look at Skinner any way you can,” that’s a
euphemism for “screw him over, I’m ordering it and backing it.” Same
as “shake him down good” “take all his stuff and tear it all to hell,
ok.” Ha/ha.
I few columns back I made reference to a “ho-ho.” Someone said it
meant the singular version of the one word, repeated twice. Well,
that too. But come on y’all! A “ho-ho” is a twinkie! Just ask
Dolly Madison!
The code of criminal procedure says that death sentenced prisoners
cannot be subjected to cruel or unusual punishments outside the
context of their sentences. All of the punishments I’m being
subjected to are outside of policy, not pursuant to any valid
disciplinary conviction, could not be imposed even pursuant to a
valid disciplinary conviction, are not within the range of special
conditions allowed by classification and are not documented
anywhere! And all of it has been imposed upon me without any due
process whatsoever. That’s their only answer? “It doesn’t matter,
you’ll be dead, soon.”
Back to Todd for a minute. Todd did believe his wife was responsible
for the fire that killed his children because somebody had to let his
2 year old daughter out of the child safety gate across the doorway
of her room and he didn’t do it. That means somebody was in the room
while Todd was asleep. Now, at the time until shortly before his
death we thought accelerants were involved. Todd, unfortunately,
never got to see Dr. Beyler’s report.
Since Mr. Willis’ release I learned a lot about fire science. After
reading about “flashover” I realized Todd had to be telling me the
truth about what happened in the house and immediately after he came
out and was blown off the porch. The neighbor said he was in the
grass on his knees and wasn’t trying to go back in the house. That’s
because he’d been holding his breath until he got out and the
“whump!” of compression that knocked him off the porch had knocked
the breath out of him and stunned him. He had his diaphragm
collapsed and was struggling to breathe, probably. When he opened
that door air rushed in and the fire struggling to burn, suddenly
oxygenated, instantly achieved flashover and the compression blew him
off the porch. So what appeared to the neighbor much later in memory
as Todd’s inaction was in reality his being dazed and confused,
stunned, trying to get his breath.
Todd told me the only thing in his mind that was questionable was
whether it was an accident or intentional on Stacy’s part. That was
because he thought accelerants were involved. Take away the
accelerants and yeah, it was probably accidental. On his way out of
that house Todd saw something he thought was connected to his wife.
I don’t know what it was, but I think it had to do with the baby’s
blanket. I do know that at his last visit with her he tried to
convince her to tell the truth but she absolutely refused – I know
that because I tried to help him think of ways to convince her. I
don’t know what her secret is; only she knows that. I do believe she
called her family together after the visit and told them something
and, whatever it was, it was sufficient to cause her brother to go
lie to the justice of peace.
I believe Stacy had told Todd she was going to leave him or, he was
kicking her out. He’d told her she wasn’t taking his kids with her
and when she told him otherwise he said “over my dead body.” I can’t
remember every detail of what he told me but I think he either
strongly suspected her of infidelity or, had actually caught her at
it. In any event, that was the catalyst of their upcoming split.
I’ve read the Corsicana fire chief’s report of 09.29.09 to the Texas
Forensic Science Commission; Fire Chief Donald McMullens adds
nothing to the equation of any substance at all. He only quibbles
with wording or other rather meaningless points of contention all
through his report. The only thing I found notable in all his drivel
was his statement that “fire burns up not down.” I’m not a fire
expert of any sort but even I know that fire rises because of
oxygenation and heat carrying it upward but, fire burns in any
direction, following its fuel source. If fire only burned up and a
fire started in the attic, it’d only burn the top off the house and
go out, eh? Right. I guarantee you, in any house fire started in an
attic and left unattended, that house will burn to the ground. So
one thing we know, Fire Marshall Vasquez and Assistant Chief Fogg’s
mystical-psychic-soothsaying fire science is alive and well in
Corsicana, Texas.
Once again McMullen, like “Judge” Jackson, calls Todd guilty because
he failed to go back in the house or there’s some discrepancy about
how he got out of the house. That’s no evidence of murder.
Here’s the real kicker: Governor Rick slick hair (Perry) calls Todd
a “monster” (“He who fights monsters must be ever vigilant to not
become that very thing he loathes.” –F. W. Nietsche) and, Perry says
there was “clear and compelling, overwhelming evidence of
Willingham’s (alleged) guilt; that he murdered his children.” Ok.
articulate for us, Governor Perry, exactly what that “clear and
compelling, overwhelming evidence” consists of, please sir? Describe
it for us? You won’t get any answer. Instead, Perry hides the
records and refuses to turn them over. You murdered an innocent man,
Governor. On February 24th, 2010 you’re about to murder another. Do
you even care?
Oh, there’s another thing I gotta tell y’all. “Judge” Jackson in his
“Guest Commentary” actually provides evidence of Todd’s innocence.
In numerous police manuals and true crime books you read of
detectives expounding on it again and again: In spousal murders,
child murders etc. where the suspect is a family member, if they
decide to confront the suspected family member they always have extra
pigs on hand because if that family member is innocent they usually
act out in rage and become indignant when accused. Exactly as Todd
acted out every time they suggested his guilt or, offered him a deal
to plead out. He told me many times that it was bad enough he’d lost
his kids and failed to save them but when they started blaming him it
was just too much. He snapped. That’s too bad District Attorney/
Judge Jackson didn’t have enough training or sense to see it.
These kinds of people make me nauseous. All my life, in one form or
another, I’ve been confronted with them. The sheriff in my case,
Randy Stubblefield, was the same way. I wish to God, and have wished
it 10,000 other times over the years, that I could somehow produce a
video of what my eyes saw that night until after my trial. Lots of
cons say “I’m innocent! I was framed!” I actually was framed. I was
framed by people who thought they’d failed before and were now making
up for it, doing the right thing. If only they could truly see what
their actions have wrought.
My best to you all,
Hank
999143 Polunsky Unit
H W Hank Skinner
3872 FM 350 South
Livingston TX 77351-8580
http://www.hankskinner.org
h.w.skinner@gmail.com
hwskinner@yahoo.com
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