Free Frank Fuster

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Hon. Steven D. Robinson approved the pretrial decision by the Public Defender’s Office to appoint Attorney [REDACTED] to appeal my conviction on Case 81-21904, notwithstanding the fact that I had not requested the representation of a public defender attorney for my appeal. No one ever asked me if I wanted to appeal my conviction. But at the time, I erroneously believed that I had experienced a normal and expected proceeding.

I was wrong. I was being set up! [REDACTED]was a private attorney that frequently requested and accepted cases from the Public Defender’s Office, when they couldn’t handle the overflow of cases. But in my case, [REDACTED]had been preassigned by the Public Defender’s Office, before the outcome of my trial was official, in anticipation of a guilty verdict from the manipulated jury. Late Mr. [REDACTED]never had any intentions of appealing my case.

Without ever placing me on notice, as it is required by the Florida Rules of Court, and in misrepresentation of the facts, [REDACTED]told the Third District Court of Appeals, through an Anders Brief, that after reviewing my case, he couldn’t find any grounds on which to file an appeal; and requested authorization to withdraw himself as my appellate counsel, which was immediately granted, again without any notice to me, either from Samek, or from the Third District Court of Appeals of Florida.

My 30 days to file my own appeal, or to have another attorney file it on my behalf, expired without having been given an opportunity to protest [REDACTED]’s actions and omissions, and to act on my own behalf. I lost my legal right to appeal my bogus conviction. Good grounds existed, two of which I mentioned before through my prior blogs. It took me years to discover what Attorney [REDACTED]had done. When I did, I sent him a letter complaining, but he never provided me with an answer.

Realizing how ignorant I was about the legal system, in early 1984, [REDACTED]demanded from me and eventually received, “$1,200.00 to pay for work that the court was not willing to pay for”. He never filed anything on my behalf to help me vacate my conviction in Case #81-21904.

While I was relying on [REDACTED], I continued with my life, serving my two years under probation without any problem until August of 1984. I had very good probation officers. I could withdraw early from the court ordered psychological treatment program, which I completed with Psychologist Elein Bell. I clearly explained to her what had occurred with Miss R.R.; her family of law enforcement agents; and [REDACTED]. After that, there was nothing else to be discussed. I introduced her to my wife Martha Elena and to my son Noel. She understood. Through the psychological sessions, I discovered that being shot in the head with a Caliber .38 hollow point bullet on December 18, 1980, had affected my brain; and as a result, my personality.

I had become paranoid; suspicious; depressed and way more aggressive than before the holdup attempt in my place of business. I was experiencing constant nightmares; nocturnal panic attacks; loss of sexual desires and other fun activities, such as dancing and eating out with my wife. After I was accused of molesting Miss R.R., I erroneously tried to make my wife responsible for what Mrs. Bonnie Kendall, the mother of Miss R.R., was doing to me, since it was Martha Elena the one that sent Miss R.R. to ride with me in my van. Eventually, we both contributed with our actions and omissions to end up our relationship. But before that took place, we did try to save the marriage.

One day, the developer of Winston Park, which is where we had a beautiful house at that time, invited us to visit their new housing development in Orlando, called Buenaventura, where a similar house as ours, was selling for only $40,000.00. We decided to sell our house for $100,000.00, pay of the $46,000.00 mortgage, and move to Buenaventura to buy a new house cash.

Had we done that, most likely the marriage could have been saved. Had we done that; I wouldn’t be sitting in prison today serving six life sentences for crimes that never existed. But. Acting without Martha’s approval; without common sense; without reason; without awareness, I exercised my constitutional rights to act like a fool and coerced my wife to remain in Miami; and into buying a house in Country Walk for about $150,000.00 (Including closing cost), still under the jurisdiction of the Fifth Precinct Metro Police Department and Sergeant Raymond J. Haar, Sr.

I must have been having mental issues. I must have had lost my awareness of reality when I agreed to pay $1,408.00 every month just for my mortgage. In Winston Park my monthly mortgage payment was only $416.00 under a fixed 8% interest. To buy the house in Country Walk I accepted an initial fixed interest of 10.5 %, knowing that it had to go down again and then I could refinance. But still, the original idea to have a nice house fully paid for, was the way to go. I was only about 33 years old. Originally, the main objective was to move far away from Sgt. Ray Haar, Sr., and his family, that had caused me and my family so much harm.

But instead, I acted with undiluted stupidity and decided to stay in Miami Dade County, which gave them the opportunity to contribute to get me convicted a second time, with new and equally false allegations from other law enforcement agents, which had become my new neighbors in Country Walk. I assume full responsibility for my lack of intelligence and logical thinking. I apologize to my ex-wife Martha Elena; to my son Noel; and to my family. I cannot keep my tears inside as I write this, because the memories of that experience are still very painful.

TO BE CONTINUE.
Frank Fuster, AKA in prison as Paco.

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My dear ex wife Martha Elena was called to testify on my behalf. Martha had been driving nearby during the ten minute ride between the Dade County Impoundment Yard and [REDACTED]’s apartment. After my mother, no one knew my mind better than Martha, who was a very intimate part of my human experience for over ten years. Martha provided the best defense that was possible for her to provide, not only as a character witness, but also as a nearby witness. She knows that I am not a pedophile and has always taken that stand on my behalf.

The court’s records of the pre trial proceedings and of the trial itself, can provide much evidence of questionable legal decisions by the court officials. For example:

1. Up to the week of my trial, my case had been under the court docket of Judge Joseph P. Farina, who had been over my case from the beginning and had full knowledge of the intricacies of my case, but he decided to recuse himself from the case just before the trial, and was replaced with Hon. Steven D. Robinson, from the Small Claims Court, who had no prior knowledge of what had been happening with my case; and who had no prior experience with the criminal type of cases from the Eleventh Judicial Circuit Court of Florida. Just a few weeks prior to my trial, I had appeared before Judge Robinson at the Small Claims Court for a civil claim case. It is not clear if such an appointment was made in violation of the Florida Rules of Court; nor could I find out why it was not possible to reassign my case to a judge from the Eleventh Judicial Circuit Court of Florida. I couldn’t not even find out why Hon. Farina, who soon after became the Chief Judge, saw the need to recuse himself from my case. I trusted him. I wanted a bench trial with him, instead of a jury trial, because he had ordered the lie detection evaluation and the psychological evaluation that I had taken and passed with flashing colors. I believe that he also had knowledge that the first assistant district attorney that reviewed the allegations against me, a young and very nice woman, had declined to prosecute me due to insufficient evidence of sexual intent or misconduct. I cannot remember her name, but she was dating a Cuban attorney named Rodolfo, who years later became one of the judges for the Third District Court of Appeals.

2. Up to the week of my trial, the assistant district attorney that had been assigned by Janet Reno to my case, Mr. Leonard W. Lewis, was replaced with an assistant district attorney that had already resigned to move to Washington, D.C.: Mr. Jerome Akers. As a favor to Janet Reno, he returned to work only to prosecute me. Weird.

3. Up to the week of my trial, my assistant public attorney had been Mr. William Castro, who was responsible for the agreement with Janet Reno to delete the single charge of touching Miss. R.R. over her clothes with sexual intent, providing that I could take and pass a lie detection test and a psychological evaluation. Mr. Castro had full knowledge of my case; and had prepared well for the trial. He had accumulated evidence of my innocence and of the fact that Janet Reno had joined Sgt. Ray Haar’s personal vendetta against me, in exchange for votes during her upcoming reelection bit. Mr. Castro wasn’t willing to allow Janet Reno to keep the jury from finding out that I had taken and passed a lie detection evaluation and a psychological evaluation. He had me take pictures of the van and the seating arrangement. I relied on my son as a substitute for Miss R.R. to demonstrate through photographs that it was almost physically impossible to touch Ms. R.R. between her legs, without adopting a very awkward physical position, in part, due to the steering wheel. Mr. Castro was fired. I was never able to find out why he was fired from his job.

His replacement was a new attorney without much experience, about 26 or 27 years old: Mr. [REDACTED], whom I met just before the trial. During our pre trial ten minutes meeting, Mr. [REDACTED]’s objective was to induce me to accept a plea bargain offer from Miss Janet Reno, which began with an offer of three years under probation; and ended during my trial with an offer of only six months under probation. I rejected those offers and demanded a trial because the crime never took place and because I am not a pedophile. I was very concerned about going to trial with an attorney that had no knowledge of my case; had no prior experience with such cases; believed that I was guilty; and agreed with Janet Reno that the jury couldn’t be allowed to find out that I had taken and passed a lie detection evaluation and a psychological evaluation. He sold me out, without any regards for the truth and for my human rights. I never had an opportunity to obtain justice. These statements are the undiluted truth before our Creator.

Yes, I believe in God.

I was forced to go to trial with a new judge; with a new assistant district attorney; and with a new defense attorney that didn’t properly defend me and didn’t allow me to testify on my own behalf to be able to defend myself and the truth.

The day of my sentence, Mr. Akers asked Hon. Robinson to sentence me to the maximum, i.e., to 15 years in prison. Defense Attorney [REDACTED] asked the judge to sentence me to 5 years in prison. The pre sentencing investigator asked the judge to sentence me to three years in prison. Over objections by the prosecutor; and threats from [REDACTED], courageous Hon. Steven D. Robinson, sent me back to my family with a sentence of two years under probation and a psychological counseling program.
Then a man who had been seating at the rear of the courtroom, informed Hon. Robinson that he was willing to handle my appeal. His name was Jeffrey William Samek, Esq.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Frank Fuster

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THE TRIAL for #81-21904.

The entire proceeding lasted less than four hours, notwithstanding the fact that the trial was divided into two days. The trial transcripts are made of only 265 pages. The jury was composed of four African American woman; one young Latino; and the Jury Foreman, a high end middle age white man (To my understanding, a retired police officer), who most probably controlled the end result of the jury’s deliberations. Three of the four black women were old, like over the age of 70. Two of them kept their gaze on the floor and were very shy or scared of so many police officers in the courtroom. The alternate juror was also an older African American woman.

It was obvious to me that the fact, that the so called “child victim” was related by blood to law enforcement agents, was very intimidating to most members of the jury. The fact that she was a cute little white girl, nicely dressed, must have melt everyone’s heart in that courtroom. She took the stand with determination and readiness. She was very calm and confident, probably because she had not been coached into lying. She had only been instructed to rely on body language, instead of on oral language, to comply with Assistant District Attorney Jeremy Akers’ key instruction: “Show the jury where Uncle Frank touched you.”

Referring to me as the child’s uncle was not an innocent error, but a very malicious strategy, because often the abusers are related to the victim. She answered truthfully by touching with her left hand her right shoulder and the right side of her waistline. She was done in about three minutes. She had a happy demeanor and smiled constantly. Assistant State Attorney Jeremy Akers provided the required statements for the trial transcripts to get me convicted: “For the record, the victim has touched her crotch area and her chest area.” That was a lie. Defense Attorney [REDACTED] had a legal duty to object to that lie, but he denied my request to do so, alleging that he knew what he was doing; and that the lie had not escaped the jury’s awareness. I was found guilty in less than ten minutes of deliberation, in part, based on those false statements, which can be confirmed with a copy of my trial transcripts. If that is not a fundamental error, nothing is.

The betrayal of my court appointed attorney, Mr. [REDACTED], went beyond his refusal to object to the prosecutor’s misrepresentation of the facts, to obstructing my constitutional legal rights to testify against the false charge that I was facing. Today, that I know better, I hate myself for having allowed [REDACTED] to manipulate me. To keep me away from the witness stand, [REDACTED] asked the Judge for a recess in the trial; and took me to the men’s bathroom, where he aggressively insisted that: 1) We had already won the case, because the jury had seen that the prosecutor had lied. 2) That if I took the stand, the prosecutor was going to rely on my New York City manslaughter conviction to persuade the jury to change their minds and find me guilty; 3) That due to my facial paralysis, I gave out a very sinister appearance that made me look like a sexual predator and like a criminal. 4) That I had ignored his orders to dress up with light colored clothing. 5) That if I continued insisting on testifying on my own behalf, he was going to withdraw from the case and leave me on my own.

This last threat ended up the ten minutes argument, because I didn’t have the required legal knowledge to represent myself. I erroneously surrendered to [REDACTED]’s manipulation. Years later, I realized, through reading law books, that in such cases, if the defendant fails to declare to the jury his undiluted innocence, most likely, the jury will agree with the prosecutor. It was imperative for the jury to hear from my mouth my side of the story. If I had testified, I would have obtained justice and won my trial.

I should have realized that fact during my trial, because during the voir dire proceeding, I witnessed a long 20 minutes argument between Judge Steven D. Robinson and two of the jurors, the young black girl and the young Latino man, who placed the judge on notice that, if I failed to take the stand, they had no choice but to find me guilty as charged. They did not care about my legal rights to remain silent, and they made that argument to the judge many times. That was the argument on which I relied to try to convince Attorney [REDACTED] to allow me to defend myself on the witness stand. My attorney knew, or should have known, that by blocking my access to the witness stand, he was intentionally causing me to be convicted of a crime that not only I had not committed, but that never even existed. No crime had taken place. R.R. had not been molested by anyone. Years later, I wrote a long letter to Mr. [REDACTED] to address these facts. He never answered me.

[REDACTED] was called to testify. Basically, [REDACTED] provided an honest testimony, but the jury ignored it. She didn’t deny her role in inculcating the idea of sexual abuse in R.R.’s impressionable nine year old brain.

The detective that Sgt. Haar had sent to my house (Named Mr. Marshall or something like that), also took the stand. His only lie, as far as I can remember, was that I had told him that I had asked R.R. to accompany me in the van, which is not true. R.R. had made the original request and my wife had asked me to let her ride with me in my van. His obvious objective was to provide the inference of a guilty mind. I am grateful that he didn’t lie beyond that.

My brother George also took the stand, only to contradict the detective’s lie. George had witnessed the entire conversation between me and Detective Marshall.

TO BE CONTINUED
Frank Fuster.

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Re: Case #81-21904.
I arrived about 20 minutes after [REDACTED] had left. I found the front door of my house fully opened; the side window of my customized van had been smashed and the paint had been scrapped off in several places, probably with a rock. The porch window and lamp were also smashed. Glass was all over the place. I found my son and his babysitter locked up in the bathroom. They were under a state of shock and couldn’t stop crying. Communication was impossible for a while.

They had been victimized and traumatized by the abusive conduct of [REDACTED]’s brother, who had acted lawless out of blind rage, while projecting the filth of his brain upon my person. Had I been home, he would have killed a totally innocent human being. I called the Fifth Precinct four times back to back, which has jurisdiction over the area where my Winston Park house at that time is located. All my calls were ignored. No one was sent to investigate my complaint. They all seem unwilling to get involved.

My son and his babysitter told me that a young policeman had entered the house by force as soon as she had opened the door for him, while holding a gun and yelling out my name. I went to the Fifth Precinct to complain and again I was mistreated and threatened. I was placed in a holding cell for about one hour and released. I didn’t know what to do. I drove away to another jurisdiction to get directions from a police officer that was one of my customers. He directed me to the Miami Police Department Internal Affairs Offices.

Once there, an employee took my complaint on writing and opened an investigation. As a result, Detective Sergeant Raymond Haar, Sr., sent one of his detectives to my house. My brother George and I welcomed that detective and I answered all his questions with undiluted honesty.

Notwithstanding that, [REDACTED] insisted on pressing charges against me with the Offices of Janet Reno, Miami Dade County State Attorney. The family had also discovered that I had a criminal record from the State of New York. Janet Reno assigned the case to a young woman, one of her assistant district attorneys, who, after talking to R.R. and to me, refused to prosecute me for having placed my arm around R.R.’s waist line and around her shoulder (Those were the original charges), in a non-sexual good faith effort to protect the child from falling.

R.R. told the truth. In fact, she didn’t even lie during my trial when Assistant District Attorney Jeremy Akers instructed her to show the jury where I had touched her. R.R. DIDN’T PROVIDE AN ORAL ANSWER. Instead, ten years old R.R. touched her right shoulder and the right side of her waistline. Subsequently, Mr. Akers stated: “For the record, the victim has touched her crotch area and her chest area”. That was a lie. Defense Attorney Henri Rauch didn’t object.

Also, as a result of my complaint with Internal Affairs, one Sunday morning, when I was with my son Noel working on the front garden, a car drove up and four men got out of the car and ran toward me very fast. Two of them were holding guns. Immediately I ordered my four-year-old child to run home and to lock the door, while I confronted the four men. It was a terrifying moment. I was concerned for the safety of my family. Before my son was able to lock the door, two of the men had reached the door’s handle and reopened the door. I believed that my family and I were experiencing a home invasion, but then I saw the policeman’s badge on his belt. Without any legal authorization, they held me outside my own house, while they searched my house and interviewed the babysitter. I was treated like a dangerous criminal. My wife wasn’t home.

Needless to say, R.R.’s family was upset with the female assistant district attorney’s decision not to prosecute me. And needless to say, how upset I felt over the gross abuse of authority that those law enforcement agents had used against me and my family. I decided to exercise my constitutional right to find an attorney to represent me in filing a civil action. That was a big mistake. Somehow, the family found out that I was looking for an attorney and told [REDACTED], who told Lucy, who told George, who told me. They returned to Janet Reno; and the allegations were altered to include actual touching of R.R.’s private parts over her clothes; the case was reassigned, and I was arrested. I had to pay $500.00 to recover my release on a $5,000.00 bail.

My pretrial court appointed attorney, Mr. William Castro, told me that Janet Reno was willing to withdraw prosecution if I agree to subject myself to a psychological evaluation for sex offenders, paid by the State Of Florida; I immediately agreed, took it and pass it with a favorable report from Dr. Seth R. Krieger, Psychologist. But Janet Reno didn’t drop the bogus charge. Subsequently, Janet Reno proposed that I submit myself to a lie detector test with Florida Polygraph Association, Mr. George B. Slattery, paid by the State of Florida, as a condition to drop the charge. Of course, I agreed. Took the test, twice back to back, and passed with flying colors. Janet Reno again refused to drop the case, claiming that there was no signed stipulation.

Through my trial attorney, Mr. Henri Rauch, Janet Reno offered me a plea bargain offer of only six months under probation. I was facing 15 years in prison, but I couldn’t accept responsibility for a disgusting crime that I had never committed. I decided to take my case to trial. They were obviously concerned about my intentions to file a lawsuit. I don’t deny having had those plans, but the two attorneys that I had consulted refused to get involved. I believe that one of them called Sgt. Haar.
TO BE CONTINUED.

Frank Fuster.

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Let’s get some facts from Case #81-21904:

Remember Lucy? In addition to [REDACTED], she has another cousin that goes by “Tita”. Tita invited my wife Martha, the mother of my son Noel, and I, to her daughter’s 15th birthday party in September of 1981. She also invited [REDACTED] and her children, ten years old Lisa and six years old Timothy. Of course, also Lucy and my brother George. It was a Saturday night. The day before, Martha and I had attended another party at my uncle’s house, and we had left my van parked near his house with the intention to pick it up that Saturday. For that reason, we left Tita’s daughter party about 11:00 p.m. As I was driving away, Lucy came running and asked us to do her the favor of dropping [REDACTED] and the kids by her apartment, because [REDACTED] was already drunk.

[REDACTED] also had with her a nine-year-old girl named R.R., whom she was babysitting for one week, while her mother, [REDACTED], enjoyed her honeymoon with her new husband. We ended up agreeing to do the favor. [REDACTED]; Lisa; Timothy and R.R. sat on the back seat of my wife’s sedan. I drove to my uncle’s house and discovered that the van had been towed away by the police. We then went to pick up the van at the Miami Impound Lot. Martha granted R.R.’s request to accompany me in my customized van.

The van had bucket seats. During the ten-minute drive to [REDACTED]’s apartment, both vehicles drove side by side. R.R. was impressed with the van’s instruments panel. During the entire trip, like any nine-year-old child, she asked me question after question. Other than that, we had small talk about her school and her desire to become a police officer like her grandfather and uncle. During the brief ride, R.R. moved to my chair twice to pinpoint at something on the instruments panel that got her attention. Each time, I immediately sent R.R. back to her chair and ordered her to buckle up. Each time, I held on to her small body by placing my right arm around her shoulder or around her right-side waistline, in a good faith reaction to protect the child from falling.

After we left [REDACTED] and the kids at [REDACTED]’s place, [REDACTED], according to her own statements during my trial, repeatedly asked R.R. if any sexual touching had taken place and each time R.R. affirmed that I had only touched her shoulder and waist line. Subsequently, [REDACTED] informed R.R. that Lisa had been raped at the tender age of five years old by her uncle, i.e., [REDACTED]’s mentally retarded brother. [REDACTED] urged R.R. to inform her mother that a man named Frank had touched her; and convinced R.R. that men in general like to touch little girls’ private parts.

My trial’s transcript can confirm most of these statements, if not all. [REDACTED]’s manipulations produced the desired effect. Less than a minute after [REDACTED] arrived, R.R. stated: “Mom, guess what happened to me? A man named Frank touched me”. [REDACTED], who was drunk at that moment, went crazy and demanded from [REDACTED] my telephone number, which was facilitated by Lucy. This episode took place at a time of a national hysteria of cases dealing with bogus allegations of sexual child abuse that were highly sensationalized by the media every day.

In retrospective, now I can imagine how guilty [REDACTED] must have felt. Having left her only child with another pot head to go away for one full week, without any concern for R.R.’s safety. She imagined the worse and acted with mega rage based on her projected perceptions. Immediately she called her father, Sergeant Detective Ray Haar, from the Miami Dade County Metro Police Department Precinct Five; and accused me of having molested R.R. Subsequently, [REDACTED] called me. No one had ever before called me child molester and I do not think that any other insult could have invoked my ego’s ire as much.

To my disadvantage, I engaged [REDACTED] in the most vulgar and aggressive insulting contest that I ever had with any other human being. I hated child molesters and in New York I had caused serious bodily harm to one of them while protecting an eleven-year-old girl. I called [REDACTED] by every insult that I could come up with, in manifestation of the ego thought system under which I existed at that moment, while I simultaneously unknowingly sealed my fate. To describe my brain at that time as unconscious, is really an understatement.

Had I handled the situation with the love and the wisdom of my Inner Self, which was available to me, I would have avoided that case and the Country Walk Case. The next day, I went to see Sgt. Ray Haart at the Precinct Five. Not only he refused to see me, but his police officers were highly hostile toward me and threatened my life when I demanded a conference with Sgt. Haart. That evening, my wife, Lucy and my brother George, visited [REDACTED] to investigate from where [REDACTED] had obtained the crazy idea that I had molested R.R. [REDACTED] confessed and relied on the facts that she was traumatized by Lisa’s rape and that she had continued consuming alcohol in her apartment. I wanted a conference with [REDACTED], who lived on the same floor as [REDACTED], but [REDACTED] refused to call her out of fear, claiming that [REDACTED] was drunk and high on marijuana every day by noon time; and that she owned several weapons and was dangerous and unreasonable. So, we left [REDACTED]’s apartment, convinced by [REDACTED] that she was going to have a talk with [REDACTED] the next day to resolve “the misunderstanding.”

The next day, [REDACTED]’s brother [REDACTED], another police officer, reacted to the news that a man named Frank had molested his dear niece, by going to my house to kill me.

I wasn’t home when he went there. I was at work.

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Greetings from my heart.

My two convictions from Miami Dade County share certain aspects in common. Let’s examine three of them:

1) The family of some of the children were employed as law enforcement agents, such as police officials and assistant district attorneys for Janet Reno. This fact is key to understanding the fact that these influential and powerful persons relied on their official positions to ask Miami Dade County State Attorney Janet Reno to file false charges against me. Miss Reno desperately wanted their votes and their friendship. When Miss Reno conspired with them to frame me with bogus evidence; and acted outside the legal perimeter of the law, she did it for political reasons as well. She did it for votes to win her reelection bit. This fact was published by Free Lance Investigative Reporter Ms Debbie Nathan, through her book: Satan’s Silence, in connection to my second conviction, i.e., Case #84-19728-A, known nationally as The Country Walk Case. Ms. Nathan’s book is mostly a rejection of the false allegations that were made against me and my young wife Iliana, by Jan Hollingsworth, who was one of our neighbors; and a Janet Reno’s acquaintance. The purpose of Hollingsworth 600 page illusive book Unspeakable Acts, which she created out of her imagination from the omniscient point of view; and the ABC movie that followed that book, was to provide support to Janet Reno’s fabricated charges against my wife and I; and to provide support to the parents’ civil actions. In out of court settlements, those parents in the Country Walk Case collected up to $1,200,000.00 per child (Eleven children in total). Ms. Nathan’s book reveals that Hollingsworth was hired to draft the book by Laurie and Joseph Braga, who played a major role in assisting Janet Reno in the gross job of manipulating the tender minds of the Country Walk children.

This is the perfect time to interject that, if those law enforcement individuals would have actually believed for one minute, that Iliana and I had molested their children, they would have killed us. If you don’t believe that fact, you are being naive about the egos employed in law enforcement. An ego thought system will always produce ungodly thoughts, regardless of the ego’s job and image in society. Both cases were started by those law enforcement egos, in part, for the money. Details will follow through future blogs. A copy of Satan’s Silence can be purchased by calling (800) 331-3761.

2) Both cases were fabricated and prosecuted by Janet Reno’s staff, under her directions and supervision.

3) The law enforcement officials connected to each case knew each other; and conspired to get me convicted of the charges connected to my second case. I never had a winning chance against them.
Before I begin describing the facts about my two Florida convictions, I want to inform you that I have a manslaughter conviction from New York City. Notwithstanding the facts that that case does not have any connection whatsoever to any type of pedophilia acts, the State of Florida relied on that case to attack my character and thus diminished my credibility in both cases. How ironic, because I didn’t take that case to trial. I assumed full responsibility for the lamentable death of 29 year old Jacob J. Isenbek, who died by his own hands while I was trying to arrest him (Citizen arrest), after Mr. Isenbek, who seemed to be under the influence of some illegal drug, threatened me with physical harm after his road rage vehicular violence conduct toward my person. I was 20 years old. Mr. Isenbek caused his own death when he disarmed me, grabbing my hunting .22 Cal. rifle by the barrel and pulling it towards his chest, while I had my finger on the trigger. His fingerprints confirmed that fact. The details were publicized by El Diario LA Prensa, on or about January 20, 1969. The legal information can be found in The Supreme Court of the Bronx, New York, Case #277-69, dated January 16, 1969. I received a sentence of ten years in prison, out of which I served four years. Upon my release, I got a job with Bowne Time Computer Service as a computer operator. In 1974 I moved to Florida and became a businessman. On August 10, 1984, the day when I voluntarily turned myself in to Judge Robert Newman at the Eleventh Judicial Circuit Court of Florida, I was the president of The Mobile Showroom, Inc., which owned a showroom and the warehouse where it became to be. Prior to that, I ran KDW Enterprises, Inc.. Prior to that I operated other verifiable businesses. I paid my taxes and lead a law abiding life in pursue of the American dream. All was going reasonably well in my life until I made the mistake to give [REDACTED]  the opportunity to set me up as a pedophile…. Case #81-21904. After I was declared guilty in that case, my life, as I knew it, was never the same. I wasn’t able to remove the stigma from my life, because I couldn’t obtain the required legal help to have my bogus conviction removed.

[REDACTED]  is the cousin of Lucy Serrano, the current ex-wife of my brother Jorge Fuster, who changed his name to George Foster, in an effort to distance himself from my curse.

[REDACTED] and I were not friends, because about two years prior to the events that resulted in Case #81-21904, I had ordered her to leave my house and to stay away, after she got drunk during my son’s birthday party and began to act sensual with the husband of my next door neighbor. Subsequently, she was never again invited to visit my house. Our friendship ended. Lucy and [REDACTED] resented my rejection of [REDACTED]. The national hysteria of sexual child abuse paved the way for them to set me up. Future blogs will provide more details.

Until next time, stay well.
Frank Fuster, AKA Paco.

I am aware of the fact that, the current circumstances of my human experience, i.e., being incarcerated under horrible allegations of crimes against children under the age of ten years old, have effectively eliminated; or reduced to a minimum, my credibility. Therefore, I ask myself: Why should anyone believe anything that I write? After all, Janet Reno had me convicted twice of child molestation, thus assassinating my character in the process. Anyone could argue that I have been in denial since 1981, even though that is very hard to believe; and that I can declare all the allegations that I want in pursue of my objectives.

I am also well aware of the fact that the truth of my cases No. 81-21904 and No. 84-19728-A, from the Eleventh Judicial Circuit Court of Florida, will be rejected by some brains regardless of the amount of evidence that exists in support of my affirmation that the late Florida State Attorney Janet Reno; and those people that assisted her, fabricated all the false evidence that made possible my two convictions in Miami-Dade County. Definitely, all those individuals that fabricated those false charges against me (And the false charges against my then 17 years old wife Iliana Flores. Case No. 84-19728-B), will reject the truth again and again. They do not need my input to know the truth. From the get go they all knew that no one had abused their children.

Notwithstanding the above declared facts, I am motivated to write the truth known to me for several reasons:

1) The truth deserves to be represented under all the adversities of the human experience. I firmly believe that. Some times during the human experience we must take a very painful and difficult stand to honor the truth. For example, in connection to my first conviction, the R.R.  case, when I rejected a plea bargain offer of only six months under probation, to take my case to trial, notwithstanding the fact that I was facing a sentence of 15 years in prison, I was not being unconscious. I was not being stupid; stubborn or in denial. I was defending the truth. That crime never existed. I knew the possible consequences for rejecting Janet Reno’s plea bargain offer, yet that didn’t stopped me from doing the right thing. I fully complied with my legal, with my moral and with my spiritual duties.
After a manipulated jury trial (The details will follow), I was found guilty and sentenced to only two years under probation, over the objection of the prosecutor.

Before I was able to complete my probation sentence; and during the time that I was waiting for my court appointed attorney to vacate my bogus conviction, Janet Reno charged me (And my wife) with molesting the preschool children that my wife Iliana and her cousin Maritza (Phonetic) Betanco had babysat at our house (All the details will follow in the future), located in a fenced gated community called: “Country Walk”, in Miami Dade County. As a result, my probation sentence was deleted and I was sentenced to 15 years in prison.

In the second case, known nationally as the Country Walk Babysitting Case, I was facing a life sentence, yet, I rejected, about eleven times, Janet Reno’s plea bargain offer of 15 years in prison, RUNNING CONCURRENTLY, with the 15 years that I had already received for the R.R.  case, i.e., NO ADDITIONAL PRISON TIME. Believe me, if I had had one single hair of pedophilia tendencies on my head, I would have immediately accepted that deal. That deal would have allowed me to recover my freedom in 1988, due to the monthly gain time that the government was distributing. That deal was outstanding, but only for a guilty person, not for me. None of the crimes for which Iliana and I were convicted in Miami Dade County, ever existed. Not even one. We are truly 1,000 % innocent of each and every charge. So, I opted to follow my conscious and I took my case to trial, to defend the truth. I knew that, since Iliana had decided to accept the deal (Iliana was released and deported to Honduras in 1988), it was only up to me to defend the truth, for which I have now served over 13,000 days.

2) I am doing it for myself and for society. For myself because I want to document my real legacy. I want to create a record of the real facts. Of the truth. Only the truth is true. That will give me a sense of having accomplished something meaningful and helpful to society. I want to try to influence the law makers and the judicial system of the State of Florida into doing the right thing. It is morally wrong to manipulate the innocent and highly impressionable brains of children to realize the conviction of one or more innocent adults, in order to gain something. Those are the real unspeakable acts. So depravated that most people cannot believe that anyone can be so unconscious. So cruel. So sick.

3) Because I can rely in the credibility of several reputable members of society to provide support for my undiluted claim of absolute innocence. Google Frank Fuster; Country Walk Babysitting Case and Francisco Fuster Escalona (My full name). I will cite books, articles and television programs. Most of the facts on which I plan to rely can be confirmed. I will rely on a lie detector test and a psychological evaluation. I have a non fictional story to share with society. With you. Finally, I am totally relying in the Holy Spirit to guide me, word by word dictated to my mind. I hear the mental Voice and I type. That simple. I am doing that right now. I prayed before I started this email to invoke divine assistance, in a manifestation of my faith and spiritual experience.

When you research my convictions, you will come across the statements of my accusers. That is fair to provide you with both sides of the story. Best, Paco.

Greetings from my prison bunk and Love from my Inner Self.

Through this second blog, I am going to share with you an important part of my world of thoughts, in a good faith effort to start the long process to undress my brain before you. I like to address my spiritual life at this onset, because one’s spiritual life influences every thought of the human brain. I will begin by informing you that I do not subscribe to any organized religion. In fact, in the prison I am currently registered as a humanist. Prior to that, I dedicated many years to evaluate some of the main religions of our planet. I determined that all of them serve the ego’s thought system. Having said that, I know that God is, and that because God is, I Am. Further, I subscribe to the metaphysical spiritual knowledge imparted by “A Course In Miracles” (WWW.acim.org) (Available in all the main languages of this world); and, up to a point, to other similar schools of spiritual thoughts.

Today I feel inspired to disclose my Inner Self identity. Let me explain. We all have two identities. The identity that I call the Inner Self is our eternal and holy spiritual mind identity; an extension of the Universal Mind of God. Actually, we were created by God as eternal and spiritual minds with holy Thoughts from the Mind of God before the illusive worldly concept of time and space existed. Thoughts are the essence we are made of. We are not human bodies. We are not worldly thoughts. This is not our world. Whatever human experiences take place in this world, do not affect in any way the Will of God that our reality is only spirit; and that as spirit, we are in a state of grace FOREVER. The Thoughts of God and the Thoughts that we have created with God, which are our real essence, are Universal Eternal Light, just as our Creator. Only at the spiritual level of existence, which is our real world, where we all share Oneness with God, we were created in the image of our Divine Father. Not at the lower physical realms of this illusive world.

We came to this world to make a worldly self concept, i.e., a worldly thought system, which in psychology we call “the ego”, which is in perpetual conflict with the Inner Christ Thought System. According to the geographical place of birth as a human being, relying on the body’s brain, we learn the language and the culture of the place of birth. Relying on the worldly thoughts that we hear and learn, mostly from our family, the ego becomes to be. The main problem with the worldly thoughts of the ego self, is that they are highly contaminated with illusions, many of which are destructive and depraved, i.e., thoughts that are in conflict with love; with reality, with the truth, and thus with the Inner Self Holy Thoughts. The ego is the only anti-Christ. Call it the devil if you wish. One can correctly define ungodly illusive ego thoughts as evil, because they are not godly. To the extent that salvation means eternal life in God’s Mind, there is no salvation for the ego’s thought system. The egos’ allegations that it has had communications with God, are insane, as the rest of the ego’s thought system. The worldly ego thoughts will not be able to be in our spiritual mind when we return to the Mind of God after the death of our human bodies. The established destine of every illusive thought is to vanish into the nothingness whence they came, upon the death of the brain. That, and only that, is the so called final judgment, which is actually conducted by each of us, at the moment when we reject unwanted illusive thoughts right after leaving the human body. The entire spiritual world is made of the Holy Mind of God; and no illusive worldly thought can possibly exist in the Mind of God. To the extent that we identify ourselves with our ego self thought system, we will manifest illusions, some of which can be harmful to our human experience or/and to other members of the Sonship in transition through this planet. The Sonship is made up of the total sum of minds that God has created by an extension of Itself. Since our reality is spirit; and at that level we share oneness, all thoughts affect the Universal Mind of the Sonship, which is our Inner Christ Presence; the Inner Self; or the Son of God, which is us. The same Inner Christ that was in the Mind of Jesus of Nazareth, is in every mind. It was the Inner Christ, not Jesus, who manifested miracles.

To the extent that we identify ourselves with the holy thought system of the Holy Spirit of God, Who is God’s Voice in our minds, we can become an instrument through which God’s Thoughts can have expression. That was what our holy Brother Jesus accomplished; and what we must also accomplish by relinquishing the ego thought system and this world. Our real goal is to leave this hell and return to God’s Mind with our accumulated Light. At the end of our worldly journey, only the total sum of our holy thoughts will have eternal life. I learned all this information during my quest to increase my capacity to love. Only God is love. Any ungodly thought is a void of God. The New Testament’s Book First of Corinthian provides an accurate definition of God’s Love.

Having exposed my current spiritual knowledge, now I must tell you that, notwithstanding the fact that I am not a pedophile, I used to be under significant amount of control of the ego self that I erroneously made, with detrimental implications, not only to my human experience, but unfortunately to the human experience of others as well. Gradually, as we move alone in this journey, as the opportunities present themselves, I will continue disclosing the metamorphosis that I had to endure to reach my current level of godly peace and joy

Thank you for your participation. Frank Fuster.

Greetings from my prison bunk and from my world of thoughts.

Since this is my first blog, before anything, I want to express my heart felt gratitude to my supporters for this opportunity to share my thoughts with the world, above all, with all those persons that have played a role in my human experience.

In second place, through this blog I most respectfully seek to reach out to responsible social minded individuals interested in volunteering their time and labor as advocators and champions for a controversial stand in defending the legal human rights of both: The innocent persons that have been convicted with emotional and fabricated allegations of sexual child abuse; and those human rights of the children that must be victimized through the illegal manipulative process of inculcating in their tender and impressionable minds premature sexual knowledge and the ideas of having experienced some type of sexual abuse, which are required to convert an innocent child into an effective witness for the prosecutors. What makes this a very controversial advocacy, in addition to the rage that it generates; is the general upside-down perception that one is in reality protecting the legal rights of actual pedophiles, without any regards for the rights of their child victim(s). This premise has as a foundation the firm beliefs that: 1. Adults are not capable of committing the crime of manipulating the minds of children with inculcating false beliefs of having been molested, to realize the conviction of one or more innocent adult victims. 2. Children never lie about having been molested. 3. Every person that has been accused and convicted of sexual child abuse is guilty of some crime. Any conclusion that arises as a result of those false propositions, must be equally wrong, regardless of how sincere the beliefs are believed and projected. Only the truth is true. Being honestly misguided cannot be accepted as actual facts to be relied on.

One of my goals through my blogs is to show that, as a matter of facts, for different reasons, prosecutors; parents; professional witnesses and other adults, who have a moral and legal duty to protect children, do commit the crime of brainwashing the innocent minds of children with fabricated allegations of sexual child abuse to make possible the conviction of one or more innocent adult victim(s), without any regards for the psychological impact in the mind of the child. As long as this type of child abuse is allowed to exist, the crimes will be perpetuated. The main reason for which these horrible crimes exist, is because society in general has been in denial about the existence of the degenerated mental level that is required to perpetuate such cruel crimes against it. I know how painful and upsetting this unwanted truth can be for any sane mind. But ignoring the crime is not a good option if the real objective is the protection of children and of innocent adults that have never harmed a child in any way, as my ex-wife Iliana and I. My innocence is serving as my motivator to survive my incarceration for over 36 years so far; and to appeal to you to join me represent this good cause for the benefit of our society. That is my sincere objective. What about you?

Regarding my specific goal to protect children from mental abuse, my idea is to motivate my readers into writing letters and sending emails to the law makers of their respective jurisdiction, to request the legislation of the required laws that are necessary to reduce to a minimum the current gross manipulation of children’s minds in the courtrooms of the United States. Also, new laws are needed to delete the false allegations of sexual child abuse that are keeping many innocent persons in prison; and to have them released from prison immediately. They should also be properly compensated for having being incarcerated on the basis of false evidence.

Mostly, I will provide blogs of about 1,000 words from time to time, directed at providing facts that can be relied on, including, but not limited to, current laws, case laws; books; articles; medical reports and my own human life experiences. I take full responsibility for all my statements through all my blogs. I will honor my moral code to be 100% truthful and accurate. I welcome any questions or comments that are sent to me from respectful minds, notwithstanding the fact that I am expecting to have to deal with the projections of some minds’ bias; fears and even, in some cases, guilt. Even with that anticipation, I welcome their input. In addition, I welcome communication with the alleged victim of the 1981 case and with all the Country Walk Children of 1984. The time has arrived to replace illusions with the truth, if that is your will. In a nutshell, my ex-wife Iliana and I are 1,000 % innocent of each and every charge of sexual child abuse, for which I have served over 36 years in the prisons of the State of Florida, under constant harassment and attacks. Through my blogs I will provide enough facts to confirm my affirmations.

Further, through my blogs I will undress my brain. My blogs will serve as a memoir. I want to be known and judged on the basis of my real thoughts. To be judged for who I am; for my real undiluted heterosexual orientation; for my real crimes; for my many errors; for my illusions; for my religious faith; for my goals; for my beliefs; for my real desires; for my political views; for my ignorance or for my knowledge; for my moral code or for the void thereof. That is a reasonable request. No one should be judged for what he or she is not and has never been. Right? Please, correct me if you think that I am wrong.

Sincerely, Frank Fuster.