Scott Kelley Ernest 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🍉 #mtpol

Gamblers lose twice. Not only what they had, but the dreams of what they could have had.

I lost all fear of dying after my Dad died. At first I thought it was a strange depression or sadness. A bitterness at the world. Over time I thought it was just the accepting of the inevitable. Why fear what you can’t stop? Then, after a few years, I thought I was brave because he was inspiring to me. I’m not afraid of anything anymore. Since the day he died I haven’t felt fear. But now I know it’s just because I want to see him again. My father's teachings and sacrifices shaped my philosophy on life. I honored him in everything I did. To my father: Rest In Peace. I have your name and your heart. We fight till the end. Tates do not give up.

I don’t swing your way, Scott. Free Bryan!

The war is over. I've already won. I've freed millions of minds globally.

Even in this cell. Today is one of the best days of my life. One day, I'll look back on today and smile.

You need to understand that my father raised us with duty for our last name. The highest expectations because our last name is ‘Tate’. My Dad didn’t coddle me. He beat me when I fucked up, and I’m better for it. “I tell these boys the truth: life’s hard, stop crying, get tough”. That’s what a father does. This was beneficial to me. It prevented me from doing detrimental things in my life. He was a super principled man. He said I must analyse every firmly held belief I have, realize where it came from, who gave it to me, and whether they have my best interests at heart. He lived in a scary and combative world where he was surrounded by enemies in his mind. He was paranoid, but he was reacting to the reality he lived in. He had unfortunate incidents involving pure violence. He knew the world can become violent quickly. He told me that they are coming for me, like they came for him. I remember vividly, I was about eight or nine years old. My father won a chess tournament. A low level one. He made like $3,000, or something, and he said, “Listen, son, the rent is paid and I either want 100 grand or nothing”. So, we went to the casino and my Dad lost all the money. On the way back we went to a gas station. I went to the back to the coolers and I opened them to get a drink. Then I heard all this noise. When I turned around, my Dad was fighting three men. I don't know how the fight started. He had one of them up against the door and he was biting his face. The other two were punching my Dad in the back of the head. I'm a kid and I just stood there like, “What the fuck”, and the Korean guy behind is shouting, “Stop stop stop”. I didn't know what to do, so I went to walk over and although my Dad was getting punched, although he's biting this guy, I remember him turning to me and shouting, “Stay there”. Then he went back to biting the guy. I still don't know to this day how the fight started. My Dad had blood on his face. Some from the guy, some from him. His eye was black. His eye socket got fractured. His eyes closed and bruised up. We stood there and the Korean guy started panicking. The guys threatened to kill him as they left, “We're going to fucking kill you”, like gang bangers. Then he said to us: “My store is damaged. Wait for the police. Wait for the police”. I think my Dad was a bit disoriented. He never went down, but I could tell he was a bit dizzy. Dad stood there, in a military position, in the corner of the place, and waited for the police officer to come. The police officer came and started doing reports. He asked what happened. The police officer said to my Dad, “So you fought these three guys! Okay, well, what's your job”? My Dad said “I'm a chess player”, and the police officer said, “Well, maybe you should have been something else”. Then Dad said “My unmatched perspicacity coupled with my sheer indefatigability makes me a feared opponent in any realm of human endeavor.” I remember him giving this answer to the police officer. The police officer had a quizzical expression. His eyebrows were pulled down and together. And that was a saying that my Dad started using then on after, and I adopted it. That's the only time I ever saw him fight, that he didn't win. I mean, he got fucked up, but he didn't go down. He dealt with all three of them, and they ran, and he was left in the end. My father was a super unique individual. You have to imagine a big black guy. A physically dominating, dangerous guy who's a chess genius. He was also extremely condescending. But I understand why he was the way he was. When you're wired like he is, everyone else is a moron.

The mother of my daughter was in a serious car crash. She is in hospital. Since I came to FDC, I have not been afforded a single phone call in 60 days. Not one. This is against the law. In Romania, I had phone calls. Here, I have zero. I asked the staff urgently for my first phone call in 60 days, to speak to the mother of my child who’s in hospital after a car crash. They declined my call. Walked away. Nobody has been outside of my cell for 12 hours since, I have nobody to protest to. @OfficialFBOP

If the Society for the Protection of Animals saw dogs being held in these FDC Miami conditions, they would protest and demand it be shut down. Instead we have human beings, pre-trial, yet to be convicted of any crime. The world will see what's being done here. This will end.

If you or a family member has experienced illegal punishment while detained at FDC Miami, contact my lawyer Joseph McBride immediately. I understand throughout the thousands of violations committed by this prison, the majority have been against people who are yet to be convicted of any crime - like myself. The actions of this facility will be brought to light.

The problem with FDC Miami is an extension of the rot of modern culture as a whole. You are rewarded here for doing the wrong thing. Flood your cell? Fight a guard? Stab someone? Scream and yell? They will move you where you need to go, give you what you want, anything to shut you up. If you follow the rules, show respect and behave you are treated the worst. Ignored while they focus on the trouble makers. This is the exact problem with modern society at large. Follow the rules, do the right thing, pay your taxes - and you are endlessly crushed by regulators and authorities. But if you’re homeless and repeatedly steal with no concern for the laws you are released on repeat and babied at the rule followers' expense. GOOD behavior should be rewarded. Not trouble-making. Why demand I flood my cell and light fires to give me my basic rights? Why demand the worst of me? Why not respect me for sitting in the SHU unit for 61 days in lotus position focusing on my breathing instead of losing my mind? If any competent authority investigated this prison it would be closed the same day. I have provided an evidence pack to my council Joseph McBride. I would never kill myself.

My situation is deteriorating. Despite spending 61 days in the SHU, the punitive unit for inmates who attack other prisoners and guards, I have once again had my conditions downgraded. Since the time I have come into this jail I have been forced to endure punitive housing. During my time here, I have watched men come and go, men who have stabbed other inmates. These men are only forced to stay in these cells for 7 days until rereleased to general population. I have been here for 61 days and counting. Today, I was informed that I was finally changing cells. However, I was moved to another cell inside the same SHU unit in far worse condition than my past one. I no longer have hot water of any kind. I no longer have air conditioning of any kind. I have a serious roach infestation, with 10/15 visible roaches on the ceiling and walls at any one time no matter how many I kill. I have stone-cold water and filth. That’s it. NOTHING else. My last cell was already the minimum which could be attributed to me inside of this prison, they’ve found a WORSE cell and forced me to move. There is absolutely no reason for this to be happening. I understand FDC Miami has received thousands of complaints due to the conditions they house inmates in. I understand that after large-scale protests, ICE detainees are no longer held in the SHU unit because of the damage done to their physical and mental health. So illegals are too good for these rooms, but I’m in one. I, an American citizen, here legally, with zero criminal record globally and no accusations of crime in the United States, am held in the SHU unit. This is a cruel and unusual punishment. This violates civil rights. This is being done to me on purpose. I have done nothing but show respect to every single guard. I have been kind to everyone. I have sat in the SHU for 61 days, longer than anyone currently in custody, sitting in the dark and filth focused on my breathing. I have endured. Yet they do not respect me for this, in fact the senior staff sees me as a fool for being patient and respectful. As prisoners who flood cells and attack guards get moved to better conditions and I am ignored. I have repeatedly requested the attention of senior staff regarding my conditions who are now refusing to talk to me. Last time their attention was requested he apparently replied “fuck that guy” Why? I've only been nice to him. I called him sir. I smile and nod my head. I've done nothing to this man which could be considered negative by the furthest stretch of any imagination. The last time he spoke to me, was two weeks ago, when during Rec he stormed into the yard with other guards, handcuffed me and Tristan behind our backs and screamed in our faces. He screamed with rage, as if somebody kicked his dog, foaming at the mouth… because we had extra books in our cell. He lost his mind over books. I've never seen a man so angry, over a book. I felt sorry for him. Tristan and I said nothing and apologized despite the fact it was pathetic. I haven’t seen him since, and he’s downgrading my conditions and leaving me to rot. I would like to add there are good staff here, hard-working men and women who know what is happening to me is unfair and understand this place isn’t fit for humans. They repeatedly apologize to me and state that the senior staff have never treated other high-profile prisoners this way. I'm the only one. Nobody knows the reason why this is happening. But someone is ordering it. This is my life, I am living it and it is brutal. I have been left with no choice but to take legal action against FDC Miami for the conditions of my confinement. This is a civil rights issue. I do not ask for special treatment. I asked to be treated the same as any other prisoner and American citizen. In fact, I ask to be treated as well as an ILLEGAL. Not only am I in jail, I have been downgraded by 95% from what normal prisoners receive. I have prepared a package, currently with my legal and PR teams, of every single infraction I have witnessed in this facility. The corruption, the lack of recreation, the filth, the unsanitary conditions. ANYONE who has previously complained against this facility can contact my legal team. I understand they have tortured thousands of people, and all of them were not even treated as badly as I am being treated. There is no ambiguity here - what is happening to me is against the law. There is absolutely no reason for FDC to be treating men this way, whether they are American citizens or otherwise. They are deliberately torturing me. The Romanians treated me better than this. To all Main Stream News outlets, if you want to understand why this facility received thousands of complaints, I have the story and the proof - contact my team immediately. I would never kill myself.

Aye. Yes it is. I’d love to go to a 2nd protest. Only been to one in my life.