THE POOL OF LIGHT - new chapter in book on crime in Connecticut legal system

The latest completed chapter of my book-in-progress is "The Pool of Light." The synopsis of it is: "The author experiences a sudden, informing moment of alarm." Like the previous chapter titled "The Occlusion of Normality," this new chapter concentrates on the psychologiclal effects of being targeted by a group of criminal attorneys over a period of time. The last several paragraphs of this new chapter follow. The working title of my book-in-progress is TENDRILS OF PATHOLOGY - CRIME AND CORRUPTION IN THE FAIRFIELD COUNTY LEGAL SYSTEM. I describe the book as first-person investigative journalism in the manner of creative nonfiction.

closing part of chapter "The Pool of Light":

   What I feared most, I realized when I thought about the incident and its meaning for my situation, was a forgetfulness of the situation and the malevolence and the tactics and the resources of the state's attorneys going with it which would allow them to entrap me. If they somehow entrapped me by their own devices, there would be nothing I could do about this. But if they entrapped me by my own thoughtlessness and carelessness, I would be mostly at fault, was the way I looked at it. The state's attorneys might be perverse, vicious, and criminal; but there was nothing I could do about this readily or in the short term. I could no more do anything about them than I could about the numerous other perverse, vicious, and criminal persons in the area. I could, however, do all I could to protect myself from them. This was the maximum I could do under the circumstances of the systematized perversions, viciousness, and criminal activities directed against me by several individuals, most of whom were unknown to me. For my own sake, I was obliged to do this. In the situation I was in, it was my primary responsibility to myself. The incident of my moving from the apartment kitchen to the living room was a way of this responsibility being brought to me.

   I felt that it would be irresponsible of me to be caught by the state's attorneys from my own carelessness and thoughtlessness. If I let this happen, their perverseness, viciousness, and criminal activity would have a much greater chance of succeeding in their aims; of carrying the day, so to speak. I had no idea how many others would be put at risk like I was if I could not do as much as I could to thwart and expose the perversity. I knew, too, that there were probably already a number of persons serving jail terms who had been victimized by the perversity. If I fell victim too, the chance of their plights being rectified would dim considerably; as pitiful as any rectification would be after the extent of gratuitous harm done to them. For me to be careless and thoughtless regarding my situation would not only place myself in greater jeopardy, but would help to perpetuate the perversity to the detriment of society and other individuals.

   The state's attorneys and the Pullman and Comley attorneys intertwined with them had unexpectedly opened up their secret world to me. I had come into contact with it in just enough different areas and just long enough and just deep enough that I was able to piece their sociopathic sentiments and related criminal activity and relationships together in ways that very few individuals are able to do. As evidence of the crime of the theft of the thousands of dollars of my medical films and of the related crimes of the cover-up and witness intimidation of me came up and I tried to deal with these in channels and with agencies supposedly for this, only to see the earlier crimes metastasize into new ones, I became aware of dimensions of the criminality I never would have expected. The criminality was so readily engaged in, so persistent, and seemed to be so familiar to individuals such as Connecticut Attorney General Richard Blumenthal, politicians Joseph Lieberman and Christopher Dodd, the Fairfield County State's Attorney Jonathan Benedict, agents at the Bridgeport office of the F.B.I., the Bridgeport office of the Connecticut State Police, and judges throughout the Connecticut legal system I notified of my accusations I could prove and the determined, noxious criminal activity I was uncovering that I got the feeling that it was routine. Otherwise they would at least denounce it, and someone in state or Federal government would work to reduce, if not eliminate it. But that no higher-level government officials seemed the least bit concerned over the criminal activity when I carried it to this level gave me the feeling that they believed such criminal activity and relationships were required and even desirable for acceptable government as they understood this. Of course, they meant acceptable government as the milieu in which they could abide and in some cases flourish.
  
   I had not become aware of the state's attorneys' and private attorneys' secret, cabalistic, world because of any unguardedness or carelessness of theirs. With regard to me, they had pursued criminal practices and relied on criminal relationships which they routinely used to reach their malign, sociopathic aims. In practically every case, the practices and relationships were effective. They were proven, and they worked. In the few cases where they did not succeed, the targeted victim would be none the wiser, as if a case of giving no thought to turning down one road and in so doing, avoiding getting into an accident along another road one might have turned down.

   The criminal attorneys' tactics were nearly unfailing; and they were designed so that in those rare cases when they did not work, they seemed nothing more than random, unconnected incidents of the kind which happened thousands and thousands of times in the course of a day in any area. They were also designed to allow the criminal instigators of them security from being uncovered and identified, so they could be free in their positions to enact the criminal schemes another day.

   I was a black swan for the league of public and private attorneys engaged in the criminal activity of trying to fabricate a case against me, however. What happened when the criminal attorneys tried to work their practiced and perfected scheme on me was unprecedented, unpredictable, and potentially ruinous. As I continued exposing the criminal activity I had become aware of and could prove, often naming particular individuals in the legal system as criminals, the criminal attorneys reacted in the only way they could think of under the circumstances--namely, with additional criminal activity. Because of physical evidence I had come upon, certain developments in lawsuits I had undertaken, and an extraordinary volume of circumstantial evidence from the lengthy time I had been involved in parts of the legal system brought together by my philosophical mentality, writing abilities, and sense of civic obligation, the unprecedented, the unpredictable, the potentially ruinous had emerged from the welter of deceptive incidents they had instigated, the conspiracies they had formed, the plot they had woven. The criminal activities designed to protect them from exposure had become the means for their exposure. Their secret world was being opened to public view. Some of the criminal attorneys were meeting with dislikable consequences. The attorneys' world was being threatened with exposure and the possibility of eventual change by the appearance of a black swan.

   All of what was entailed in what had been going on was what broke into my consciousness resulting in the moment of alarm as I was standing beneath the light in the kitchen of my apartment. The sudden moment marked the shift from my mainly intuitive defenses against the entrapment attempts and essentially emotional sense of indignation and dismay over what the attempts said about the quality of local state law-enforcement officials and many others in the legal system to an intellectual comprehension of the depravities. This intellectual comprehension came to me as a realization of how I was being seen as a target for the depravities of the criminal attorneys. My comprehension of my situation moved all of a sudden from seeing myself as having to deal with clumsy and fairly obvious attempts at entrapment which though potentially harmful to me, were little more than annoyances to being a target to be destroyed by a malign constellation of criminal elements with bottomless resources. The realization suddenly hit me: the criminal attorneys knew the black swan must be annihilated in one way or another for their secret world to survive, and I now knew they knew this.

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