Loud and Clear 8/1/2010 Clinton Lee Young, Loud and Clear, August 1, 2010 If home is where the heart is than I damn sure am not home. Though I am back in the hell hole known as Polunsky Unit. My journey began at 3am. I arrived at the Byrd Unit at a little after 10am. I was at the back gate of Polunsky at 12 noon on the dot. Anytime we leave, they have to drop us off at the Byrd Unit. It is just for intake. All the other times I left and came back I was right back in the groove of things. This time I did feel a little depressed. There is a small worry in my stomach that I'll never leave here again. I feel like just laying around and staring at the walls. Though I need to get myself motivated and back on track. I am sure I will be back to normal by morning. As usual Midland was eventful. A friend that had never been there before, came for her first time to attend my hearing. She said the same thing every single other person that has been there has said "These people are out of control, they just do whatever they want!" If Texas acts like its own country,than Midland acts like its own state! As the par for course, the media screwed up! The newspaper made it seem like I was about to get an execution date. Hell it will be four months before the Judge in Midland Texas issues a ruling on my current appeal before him. It then has to go to the Court of Criminal Appeals. The Judge in Midland can only issue a suggestion to the C.C.A. The C.C.A chooses to accept the judges ruling or issues a different order. Bottom line is that it will be around at least six months before I know anything for sure about my current appeal that is in state court. The court reporter, of all things to ask me, chose to ask me about my ex-wife. He put more energy into describing my physical appearance, than he did my case. Also the TV news reported that at the end of the police chase gunfire was exchanged. That makes people think I had a shoot out with the cops, which didn't happen. The cops did shoot at me, however I never shot back. So they simply used word play to sensationalize the case. I do appreciate the fact that they at least stuck to the issues of my case and reported that I claim to have proof that I didn't do the murders. Which I do! The ballistics are posted for all to read on my website www.saveaninnocentlife.com Just look under the section titled "Clinton's Case" and select the option "Ballistics Reports" The sherrif of Midland, as never fails, denied me my constitutional rights. They tried to keep my lawyers from being able to see me in jail. My lawyer addressed the issue with the Judge. Than they had the bailiff sit right behind me, this of course put him in ear shot with my Lawyers and I. So my Lawyers could not even talk in private to each other or me. Than when I went to write notes, he looked over my shoulder! I swear! Anyone don't believe me, email my friend Angela as she sat there both days and watched them. Amber seen them one day and my little sister Jessi seen how it was the next day. Speaking of Jessi, she drove out there to see me and be able to give me a hug. However the sherrif told the court room guards that I could talk to her but not touch her. I haven't given her a hug since she was 12 years old. That was in 2003. Not THAT really bothered me. To make matters worse, when I left the court room that day, I was waiting to get on the elevator to go back up to the jail floor. The elevator stopped. I was leaning against the wall right near where the elevator door opens. When the door slid open, I turned my head and not a foot away from me leaning against the other side of the wall was my co-defendant. Sadly though I had a chain around my waist with TWO pairs of handcuffs on me. So I just looked at him until the door closed as the bailiff wouldn't let me on the elevator. The transport officers and the jail guards treated me good. They were all polite and respectful. When I was leaving there was a younger guard that didn't know who I was. They had her remove my handcuffs and ankle shackles. Normally a pair of cuffs stays on until they close the door, they than open a smaller door and than remove the cuffs through it. Though this paticular door didn't have a hand cuff slot. So she just had to remove them all. She asked "Where are you going back to?" I just said "Polunsky" After she closed the door she started talkikng to another female gaurd who then told her about me. The younger one twisted around and looked at me through the small window on the door. She was staring at me like she was in shock. She looked away and asked the other guard a question and then went back to look at me. It was like she couldn't stop. I just smiled at her and laughed a little. I was going to walk over to the door and lean towards the side of the door jam. Which she would have done the same to hear what I had to say. I was going to go "BOO!" But she walked off. Everytime she walked by she would look in at me. She was pretty, so I didn't mind ;) There was some people I really wanted to talk to and didn't get to. Others I only got to talk to for a couple of minutes. Katie had problems with her phone and so did others in getting it set up to talk. Not to mention how much it cost! :( Next issue, my picture. :) I heard many commented on how it looked. I was tired and aggravated. Plus I had some bright ass lights shining in my face with a crowd of people staring at me. And right when they went to take the picture I was blowing air out, that is why my cheeks looked puffy! :) People comment on how I always seem to be aggravated. Considering all I go through with the Sheriff and this place, is anyone really shocked that I would be aggravated? The court hearing went ok. It could have gone better, though many good things did come out. It went better than I expected it to go, that's for sure!! To everyone that sent the Happy Birthday's and wishes of good luck. Thanks! Veni, Vidi, Vici,
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