Charges:
Felony Threats Against the Governor- Case Pending in King County Courts, Archived in Washington State Courts.
Summary:
On the afternoon of August 10th, someone claiming to be a social worker from King County knocked on my apartment door, requesting to speak with me. I was getting ready for work and did not have time to talk, so I yelled through the door and told him to leave. He refused and kept knocking while shouting my name. I ignored him and waited for the knocking to stop, as it seemed reasonable at the time because he made me feel uncomfortable and was a complete stranger who had somehow gained access to my apartment building and found my unit.
About 20 minutes later, the knocking had stopped, and it was finally quiet. I looked through the peephole and saw that the hallway was clear, so I opened my door to leave for work. I had only taken a few steps from my unit when I was ambushed by several men in uniform who had been hiding around the corner. Some of the men appeared to be wearing Seattle police uniforms, while others were dressed in what looked like military attire.
One of the men in military-style clothing handcuffed me and told me I was being arrested for threatening the governor of Washington State. He did not provide any paperwork or a warrant, nor did he read me my rights. He then proceeded to ask me a series of questions without an attorney present, all while standing in the hallway of my apartment building. After his public interrogation, I was brought over to a second officer, who was in a police uniform. For some reason, he took my handcuffs off and put another pair on before proceeding to ask me the same questions the other officer had asked.
Once he finished questioning me, the two men, who looked like they were from the military, escorted me down to the main entrance and then outside. Parked in front of my building was a Washington State Police vehicle with an officer waiting inside. I was put in that vehicle while the other two men got into one parked behind us. The Washington State officer drove me exactly five blocks to the county jail, with the other two following behind. From my perspective, I was arrested by someone from the military and a police officer, then handed over to a Washington State Police officer. It was confusing, and at no point was a warrant or court order provided to validate the arrest or explain how they had gained access to my secure apartment building. A key fob is required at the main entrance, and a hard key is needed to operate the elevator to my floor. There is no remote access to the building of any kind.
Once we arrived at the jail, we drove around to the back and parked in a small parking lot. We then waited there for about an hour while the other officers entered information into a laptop. After they finished, they walked over to us and said we could proceed into the jail. The officer who had driven me was the one to escort me inside. When we entered the booking area, I was placed in a holding tank while he dropped off my belongings with the jail staff. The booking process seemed normal, but I did notice a difference in the way the booking numbers appeared on my wristband compared to the last time I was in jail. After being booked, I was brought to my cell in general population.
A few days later, I was scheduled for court to determine whether the State of Washington would file charges against me. At the time of my arrest, I had already been working with an attorney named Christine on an ongoing case. I expected she would be present or at least contact me prior to the hearing. Instead, a new public defender appeared—someone I had never met. She had little knowledge of my background and only a few minutes to speak with me before we entered the courtroom.
Like many court-appointed attorneys, she advised me not to say anything. When my case was called, she made an effort to get clarification from the opposing side. The prosecutor read off a list of claims—some of which were false, others tied to a separate, unresolved case. My new attorney mostly ignored this and instead questioned how the alleged threats had been communicated. The judge clarified that the supposed threats were left in a voicemail on the governor’s office line—not received by the governor directly, but by someone in his office.
The judge then finished with a decision to file charges against me even though the plaintiff never got the threat directly and no evidence was presented—just accusations. I wasn't surprised but felt frustrated because I was forced to share deeply personal information with an unfamiliar attorney—someone I hadn’t built trust with, and barely had time to explain my side to. After this, my case was returned to Christine, my original attorney, who simply tacked the new charge onto the case she was already handling.
What followed was an arraignment, then an omnibus hearing—one I believed would work in my favor, given Christine now had ample time to prepare. Instead, she followed a disturbing pattern. Like another attorney before her, Amy, she raised concerns about my mental competency—stating I suffered from "delusions" and couldn’t rationally discuss the case. This came as a shock. I had already been evaluated and deemed competent to stand trial. Nothing had changed, except my attorney’s strategy.
A new competency evaluation was set for late August. It had to be rescheduled because the phone system in the visitor’s booth made communication impossible. The evaluator returned days later and completed the assessment with me on September 8th. On September 13th—just one day before my scheduled hearing—Christine visited me and told me the judge had already ordered a 45-day restoration commitment to Western State Hospital. However, no bed was available yet. I asked how such an order had been filed before the hearing even took place. She gave no clear answer, and I realized then we were not on the same side. Despite having already been deemed competent, I was left in limbo.
What followed were ten more months in jail. I heard nothing from my attorney. During that time, the jail’s water supply became contaminated. Many of us fell sick. I was also assaulted by an ex-Marine in my cell. He pulled me from my top bunk, slammed me to the floor, and beat me—fracturing my nose, punching my face, and choking me. Afterward, I was placed in solitary confinement. Medical staff treated my injuries, took photos, and completed an incident report.
I spent a few days in that cell, which had no mattress or sheets and was covered in swastika graffiti. Eventually, I spoke with someone from classifications who deemed me the victim and arranged for me to return to general population in a new cell, away from my attacker. Despite this, the jail never pressed charges against the person who assaulted me, nor did they inform my attorney. I thought it was standard practice to protect the victim.
Finally, during the first week of May, my attorney came to discuss my release and the dismissal of my case. She stated that I was being held against my will, that my rights were being violated, and suggested filing a Hand motion along with a request for dismissal. I had court twice that week, which resulted in credit for time served and my release from jail—but no dismissal of the case. On May 5th, I was released—after serving a full sentence without a trial, conviction, or plea deal—while still facing the possibility of being sent back to a mental hospital for a minimum of 14 to 45 days.
More than a year has passed since my release, and in that time, my case has been handed off to multiple attorneys. Each time, I have had to re-explain the details of my case as if we were just starting over. While I was in jail, I lost my job, fell ten months behind on rent, and had to rebuild my life from scratch. The attorneys have done little to help. They are difficult to reach, rarely respond to my emails, and do not seem to have a strong defense prepared—if any at all. My case is still pending in superior court, and I still face the possibility of being sent back to a hospital for "restoration," even though I have never been given a trial.
Notes:
- A transcription of the voicemail was never submitted nor was a description of what was said. No other evidence has been presented or mentioned
- The charges filed by the State of Washington against me coincided with a wave of lawsuits and even a Supreme Court ruling against Governor Jay Inslee. This could explain why the judge has repeatedly granted continuances at every motion hearing to close my case—delaying it month after month. It's now been over two years, and my case remains unresolved in Washington State Superior Court
- I was and still am victim of voice to skull torture or electronic harassment which has caused bodily harm and extreme exhaustion. My abusers can see through my eyes seeing what I see and even hear what I hear. I believe it was also used as a form of espionage to get information about my case and others in my cell.
