Question from facebook: Mr. Dobyns, where can I get your book?
Answer: It depends on where you live and what language you want it in.
Thanks to all of you for the support. No Angel continues to do well. I am blessed.
Question from facebook: Mr. Dobyns, where can I get your book?
Answer: It depends on where you live and what language you want it in.
Thanks to all of you for the support. No Angel continues to do well. I am blessed.
I have mixed personal emotions about this publicity. My thoughts and reasoning bounce from one side of my brain to the other. I’ll take the high road and start with the positive.
I am talking about last nights ABC 20/20 program on ATF’s undercover hit men (first aired Friday, March 14, 2014). Here is the link. Be sure to use the “NEXT VIDEO” tab below your video player to see the entire show sequence.
I respect, admire and praise the Agents who were featured in the program. I know two of them personally and can say that they are two of the finest agents that ATF has to offer. I am not sure if I know the others as they were in disguise but it is not risky for me to say that they too are remarkably clever and brave agents.
The ATF Agents who work murder-for-hire cases are heroes to me. They accept these undercover assignments when few others can or will and in doing so serve as guardian angels for the intended victims of murder. They save innocent lives.
Can you imagine a gangster-looking thug approaching you with no warning and telling you, “I have been hired to kill you but, today is your lucky day”? Long pause. “I am an ATF undercover agent pretending to be a hit man. If you will cooperate with me I will catch the person who wants you butchered and do my best to make sure they go to prison for it.”
The program did a beautiful job of capturing the extraordinary lengths that these agents go to and the subsequent battle damage that these operations create on their families. It is a demonstration of how far some ATF agents will go to protect the public from violence.
20/20 also captured how truly heroic our citizenry can be when confronted with evidence that extreme violence is just around the corner for them, and in some cases, their children. For the common man or woman to hear that, and then participate in the investigation is in my eyes, the epitome of courage.
Now for my 180 view. I could match the preceding title by calling this section THE BAD but it would be more accurate to title it…
In 2004 ATF’s Office of Public and Governmental Affairs publicly promoted the most finite details of similar operations I was involved in through television and two books. Five years after that, in 2009, I wrote my own book about those operations titled No Angel.
For nearly three years from when they first learned of it (May, 2007) ATF didn’t offer so much as a peep about my book. After a lawsuit I filed against ATF was accepted in court (2010 – and after multiple attempts by DOJ to have it dismissed) – within two-weeks – ATF and the Department of Justice counter-sued me for No Angel. The basis of their claim: I had allegedly released undercover tradecraft, damaged inter-agency relationships, compromised protected techniques, etc. Mind you, nothing exposed in No Angel in 2009 had not already been publicly revealed by ATF themselves to promote Bureau accomplishments in 2004.
At the exact same time ATF and DOJ were suing me for $500,000+ in alleged damages, ATF was also using No Angel within the walls of the ATF Headquarters building to brag on the “dangerous and life-threatening risks” ATF agents accept to protect the public. That situation is discussed in this video at the 4:20 timemark.
ATF’s Kool-Aid drinking, true-believing, blinders-wearing, defend-at-all-cost-regardless-of-the-truth executives will say these are two different situations. They call it “apples and oranges”. They will say that they did not expose tradecraft, but I did. Unremarkably for today’s ATF, they are wrong on both counts.
ATF is run by hypocrites. The Kings of Double Standards. Above the Law and Above the Ethics bosses who can justify anything they do in their own minds with the encouragement and empowerment of government attorneys who themselves have become the masters of liability manipulation and brainwashing upon the weak souls of ATF shotcallers. ATF’s “leadership” doesn’t run this agency. Lawyers do. Agency legal counsel hides behind attorney-client privilege and tells the Director on down what say, do, eat, drink, sleep and think. I challenge just one person to show me I am wrong.
The public can be the judge. Exposure of tradecraft? They beat me to punch, blamed me for their own exposures and then upped the anti to a level that stunned even someone as jaded as I am in the examination of public corruption.
Good luck and safe travels to all those out there no trying to perfect murder-for-hire investigations. Be careful. Your attorneys (the bosses) and your bosses (the puppets) have put you at risk.
Kelly Terry and I were interviewed regarding how ATF’s Operation Fast and Furious and the events I have suffered at the hands of ATF management have overlapped. Both are intertwined beyond the fact that those same ATF managers who tried to frame me were then left in place to orchestrate ATF’s gunrunning operations. We discuss how our families have been affected by the corruption within ATF for refusing to hold anyone accountable and how DOJ has unjustly defended and protected the guilty while attacking the innocent. Kelly does a fine job representing for her brother.
Past and present ATF executives own this. Eric Holder owns this. The Obama administration owns this. The truth will never change.
As I predicted with the limited release of evidence at closing arguments, there was extremely damaging truths that, until that time, had not been made available to the public. Another prediction. The very best and most catastrophic nuclear bombshells are still yet to be released. They will be reputation, career and likely employment changers for a few executives. Until the Judge issues his ruling I am not permitted to release the details. Coming soon!
In the mean time watch and read this:
Or read this:
If you have time and are interested in the radio interview tune in Tuesday night (2/25) at 9:00pm eastern.
To listen to the show simply go to: http://www.WDFP.us
Today U.S. Court of Claims Judge Francis Allegra opened the closing argument phase of my lawsuit by making the statements that he was the “finder of fact” and “decider of law” in this matter. He went on to say that after three weeks of trial (June and July 2013) his assessment of ATF’s treatment of me was “wretched”, their acts were “purposeful”, derived out of “professional jealousy” and “simply spiteful.”
Judge Allegra went on to say that during trial, witnesses testifying for the government had answered questions in his courtroom with “less than candor”. That is a tactful way of saying they committed perjury, or for the rest of us laymen – they lied.
This was before the attorney’s even spoke.
Federal Agents traveled from New Jersey in the east, California in the west, Idaho in the north and Louisiana in the south, all to hear what was said today.
DOJ Civil Attorney David Harrington argued for ATF that responsibility for the issues before the court, “Lie at the feet of Jay Dobyns”. He also went on to say that, “Mr. Dobyns has not been damaged by ATF and holds no rights to a monetary judgment”, that my case is, “flimsy”, and that, “Mr. Dobyns account of events are self-serving”.
Moving backward to October 2012, ATF and DOJ held in their possession an ATF Internal Affairs Report that documented ATF’s corrupt reaction, response and investigation of the arson of my home. ATF’s own Internal Affairs had delivered to ATF Executives the following eleven conclusions, all based in fact.
Of note – These are not my findings or opinions. They are ATF’s own internal findings:
By April 2013 I still had not been provided the report. DOJ was working very hard to make sure I would never see it.
At that time DOJ Attorney Donald Kinner told me face to face that I should settle my case and dismiss all my allegations against ATF because I couldn’t win.
He followed that by stating, “…even if the Judge rules in your favor, we [DOJ] will appeal the ruling and you will never realize victory.”
My response was, “Appeal on what basis? We have not even been in trial yet.”
What Kinner then said was very telling and a reflection of Eric Holder’s DOJ; “We [DOJ] don’t know how yet but we will find a way to make sure you never experience victory. We will tie you up for a very long time.”
ATF’s “Peoples Champ”, Deputy Director Tom Brandon and debunked ATF attorney Rachael Bouman sat at Kinner’s side. They both smiled and nodded their heads in agreement to Kinner’s threat.
They offered me hush money to entice the deal but Brandon insisted on the term that I would retire from ATF upon an agreement. He was non-negotiable in his position that there was no place for me at ATF.
Fast forward 10 months to today. I didn’t cave in. This was never about money or escape. It was about the truth. It was about not being afraid or intimidated. We won today. Vindication.
Attorney General Eric Holder, ATF Director B. Todd Jones and Brandon have concealed and protected the Internal Affairs report and other critical facts and evidence for 16 months refusing to accept the internal findings or admit any ownership.
What did they do about the findings? Nothing. No accountability. No discipline. No nothing.
This is your ATF and DOJ.
As a demonstration of the federal arrogance I have fought off for the past ten years, today, when DOJ’s Harrington was advised that his allotment of time before the court was running short and in the midst of trying to convince the court that the entirety of all of this was my fault, Harrington replied to the Judge’s advisement, “Your Honor, time flies when you’re having fun.”
His DOJ co-counsel P. Davis Oliver and ATF Attorney Melissa Anderson both laughed. The rest of audience in court groaned.
For me, my mission has been accomplished. The truth has been told and exposed; in part. The remainder will be exposed in the next few months when Judge Allegra issues his ruling and hopefully lifts the rest of the protective order.
I knew I would get my final day in court today and was confident that my attorney, Jim Reed, would out-class the best DOJ had to offer. That came true.
But, the truly best part of the day for me was a surprise. Jim’s father, John Reed at 84 years of age, was in the courtroom today to see his son make his arguments. Jim has been an attorney for 25 years and John had never seen his son work in a courtroom.
When court was adjourned I found John Reed weeping in the hallway. John told me that he had never been prouder of his son than he was at that very moment. John said that he was overwhelmed by having raised a man who was willing to stand up to the biggest bully in America. His son never blinked or buckled. John knew he had done good.
Jim comforted his father and watching the two of them was the very best part of the day for me.
Honor. Respect. Dignity. Integrity. Truth. Justice. The Reed’s father and son. Those traits have been lost on Eric Holder, his dispatched attorneys and the leaders past and present at ATF.
Thank any and all who have supported my journey.
On Tuesday, February 18, 2014, at 9:30 am MST, the closing arguments in Dobyns v. USA will be presented at the Evo A. DeConcini United States Federal Courthouse, 405 W. Congress Street in Tucson, Arizona.
U.S. Court of Federal Claims Judge Francis Allegra has ordered that the arguments be open to the public.
I am asking that anyone who wants or can attend to please do so – for or against me; all are encouraged to be present and listen. I am inviting you knowing full-well that the government will do their very best to once again bash my head in and lay blame for all of this at my feet.
Especially those out there in law enforcement, please come. I want you to see for yourselves and hear for yourselves how the Department of Justice and ATF feel about me, and thus you. The governments attorneys will attempt to synopsize their view of the events I have faced. You will learn of what to expect should you be placed in the same predicament as I have been.
I am assuring to everyone who attends that you will be shocked and stunned. Maybe infuriated and sickened.
The closing arguments will be the culmination of ten full years of my attempts to ferret out the truth from government law enforcement agencies determined to cover up those truths and mischaracterize those facts. The last five years have taken the form of my lawsuit.
This has been a journey I can only characterize as an American Law Enforcement Horror Story.
I tried my very best to address each and every issue in dispute internally with ATF. I played by their rules. I worked hard to keep the government’s dirty laundry from being hung in public. Only when I was ignored and shamed by my agencies “leadership” was it the media – electronic, print and investigative bloggers – who drew attention, asked public questions and sought public accountability. The media did what the government would not.
All elements of the political spectrum have paid attention from CNN to Fox News to both isles of Congress. I thank you all, past and present for that. This is not a red or blue or tea party or any party issue – it is an American issue.
Whether I win or lose this case know this: my goal has always been to expose the corruption I have faced so that no other law enforcement officer will ever have to encounter what I have. At least not without the government thinking twice about again going down this same path. No guarantees there. The power of corruption and cover-up is most difficult to contain. Just ask Josephine Terry about that.
I can lose the final verdict yet still win. How? My single, focused goal of my lawsuit has always been to make the American public aware. That is coming true.
Make no mistake here. U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder, Holder’s top aide at DOJ Stuart Delery, ATF Director B. Todd Jones and a slew of other executive shotcallers at ATF have spearheaded the government’s defense of my complaints. They will surely be asked, “What did you know?”, “When did you know it?”, “What did you do about it?”, “Why didn’t you do anything about it?”
Holder, Delery, Jones and the others, as appointed representatives of the current administration and President Obama, each internally deemed that ignoring multiple death and violence threats against a law enforcement officer and later, in payback for voicing my complaint, ATF attempting (and failing) to frame an innocent agent for the attempted murder his family by fire are all acceptable, appropriate and defensible government actions and conduct. They’ve done so under a vulgar definition of what they call “justice”.
The truth is the truth is the truth. That will never change. See ya in court. Please attend and decide for yourself if you believe I am right, or if I am wrong.
I was given one of the highest honors a lawman can receive when I was invited to speak at the Mob Museum in Las Vegas last week.
The museum is a graceful collection of organized crime and justice memorabilia and exhibits. In addition to displays on “The Chin”, “Dutch”, “Lucky” and “Big Al”, the former federal courthouse has featurettes on undercover legends Joe Pistone, aka Donnie Brasco and Jack Garcia, aka Jackie Falcone.
My presentation was made in a renovated courtroom that once held the historic Kefauver hearings on organized crime in 1950.
Attached is review of my presentation.
Jay Dobyns is a mile from the Las Vegas Hells Angels’ clubhouse and only a few steps from biker hangout Hogs & Heifers. He ain’t scared.
“If these guys are going to shoot me, there is no cooler place to die than the Mob Museum.” In retrospect, it’s not a bad motto to carve into the marble outside.
Dobyns, 52, is the former undercover agent for the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives who, following the April 27, 2002, Hells Angels/Mongols rumble at Harrah’s in Laughlin, infiltrated the Angels in Arizona as part of Operation Black Biscuit. This, as one might imagine, did not endear him to the most notorious outlaw motorcycle club in the world.
But when Dobyns strutted up to the middle of the museum’s courtroom for a speaking engagement on September 17, he was quick to note that the facility had been swept by bomb-sniffing dogs, there was additional security hired for the evening, and he had a couple of undercover buddies planted in the audience, just in case.
That news does not, for the record, make one feel more safe. Though we grudgingly had to concede his point about the cool factor of dying in an Angels vengeance strike at the same place that once housed the Kefauver hearings.
Dobyns was there to give an abbreviated account of his Black Biscuit memoir, the 2009 New York Times best-seller No Angel. It’s a breezy read about the painstaking efforts Dobyns and the ATF went through to bring an anti-racketeering case against the Angels, and how it mostly fell apart during prosecution.
The best things that ever happened to the Hells Angels were Hunter S. Thompson’s 1966 breakthrough gonzo classic on the gang and the 1969 Altamont stabbing that left the club inextricably tied to “Gimme Shelter.” They created, in two quick strokes, a mystique around the club that might have otherwise left them like the rival Pagans—a force, to be sure, but barely on the mainstream radar.
Instead, they’ve become a touchstone in their own right, part of the delightful contrarian streak that’s as American as mom, apple pie and chain-whipping anyone who gets in your way. Yet there’s something about bikers that’s apart from the other outlaws we secretly root for—your Mafiosi, your bootleggers, your Stringer Bells or what have you.
“I think what makes them so appealing, and what separates them from traditional organized crime, is that they are so out there, they are so brazen, they are so flamboyant about it, to the point where they wear uniforms that say who they are,” Dobyns says. “As a culture we’re intrigued by that, that people say ‘Hey, I’m a criminal. I don’t care what you think about that. I’m not doing it in a dark alley. Here’s who I am. I’m advertising it to you. Either live with it, or move on.’ I think that sense of confidence is a level of empowerment or self-esteem that a lot of people don’t have, and I think they’re fascinated by that.”
Thompson noticed it nearly 50 years ago, when the Angels were still in their adolescence: “Even people who think the Angels should all be put to sleep find it easy to identify with them. They command a fascination, however reluctant, that borders on psychic masturbation.”
That’s why the Sons of Anarchy Season 6 premiere can draw nearly 6 million viewers. It’s a series that’s had about a season and a half worth of really great television, but has spiraled into wildly over-the-top melodrama over the last couple of years. Thief, about a burglary crew and, like Sons, also on the FX network, didn’t last past six episodes. Clearly, there’s something compelling about highly organized, well-mobilized sociopaths.
There’s something just as compelling about the undercover cop story—just look at how many of those movies are big, brash, critically acclaimed pieces. Donnie Brasco, The Departed, Eastern Promises, uh … Point Break. Dobyns sees a lot of truth in the razor’s-edge dread that defines the subgenre.
“You look at The Departed, and as extraordinary as that story was, there are elements that are spot-on,” he says. “Some of the concerns, the anxieties, of DiCaprio’s character. Some of the things he says and experiences are spot-on accurate.”
But there are two crucial distinctions that the fiction misses. As an undercover, Dobyns said when things got hairy for him, it was because he started buying into his own hype, wrapping himself in a hero myth that caused him to put the mission above everything else, including his own safety. It’s something he regrets.
And on the other side, the romance of the outlaw biker isn’t so romantic when you realize that the Hells Angels have done things like sue Disney over Wild Hogs in order to protect its trademark. The law is an inconvenient speed bump until you need it to defend your revenue streams from kid-friendly corporations.
“I think it’s all money-driven. There’s no other motivation for it. They own something, they make a lot of money behind the trademarked death’s head [Hells Angels logo] and the registered names,” he says. “When someone violates that, they’re going to protect their interest. They can sell the public on this whole propaganda mantra of ‘club first,’ but it’s money first.”
As hilariously cynical as it is to have a bunch of bikers going toe-to-toe with Walt and the Nine Old Men, it points to a parallel between motorcycle clubbers and undercover agents. It’s a constructed identity—a misdirection with just enough truth in it to make it mostly believable to those unwilling or unable to see through the shine. All those cuts and rings and choppers and beards are so much armor. It’s great for the rank-and-file. It gives Hells Angels godfather Sonny Barger somewhere to market his personally branded beer, Sonny’s Lean & Mean Lager.
There’s a feedback loop in all of those meticulously crafted personalities. Dobyns talked about feeling like he had some internal brainwashing going on as he proceeded through the case. That the operation was taking over his personality. When the case broke big and Dobyns’ cover was blown for good, he says it was a brutal hit.
“At the time, putting a bullet in me would’ve hurt me less than taking undercover work away from me. Here’s where I became dangerous, in hindsight. Undercover work evolved from what I did to who I was.”
Maybe that’s why Sons and Donnie Brasco are so grabby. It’s not just the cops-and-robbers escapism that intrigues us, but it’s the tacit invitation to rewrite our sense of self to fit an orderly, purposeful set of rules.
Or maybe we just want an excuse to wear cool leather vests.
I don’t have many ways to pay tribute to people beyond my friendship, loyalty and an occasional mention in social media. It seems like such a feeble honoring but, this all I have and I wanted to take a minute to tell you about my friend.
Dave Sitton passed away today from a heart attack. He was 58 years young.
Dave was a very young man when I first met him. He took a personal initiative to promote me in my senior year of college football. There were many choices better suited to be the face of Arizona football in 1984. Working in the Public Information Office at the University of Arizona he told me, “I’m not sure how I did it but I convinced them you are the man.”
I now know how he did it. He had an unbeatable spirit; a contagious smile; a charming wit; the intellect of a Wall Street broker; and, the negotiation skills of a diplomat.
Dave came to Tucson from Los Angeles to play baseball and ended up being the Icon of Arizona Rugby and, along with his peer Brian Jefferies, the most recognizable broadcast voices in the history of Arizona athletics (I always teased Dave the I loved Ray Scott, Les Josephson and Ed Sorenson more – how’s that for a throwback?). Dave’s colleague and our mutual friend Cal Berkley Coach Jack Clark – the Godfather of US Rugby coaches – messaged me after hearing of Dave’s passing. It was easy to tell that Dave took a piece of Coach Clark’s heart with him.
A few weeks ago Dave and I rode up Interstate 10 from Tucson to Phoenix to attend a fund raising golf tournament for our friend, ex-UA linebacker Donnie Salum who is serious ill. Dave needed a ride because he was meeting his daughter after the tournament and didn’t want to have a car so he could ride home with her for “private time with my baby.”
Dave told me in detail of his own cancer survivor story and all the horrors of heavy chemotherapy. He did it with funny stories as only Dave could translate that personal pain and suffering into my entertainment. We laughed at his jokes but the trauma of that experience was in his eyes.
He spoke with such a passion for life in everything he touched – sports, politics, people, life. He held a steadfast sense of right and wrong that he projected on his radio shows that targeted audiences supporting our military (American Warrior) and guiding young men making critical choices in their lives (The Daily Male). His run for Congress was based on his unwavering trust in the Constitution, his conservative “Reaganistic” views on how our government should be run and a love of country, all of which I admired.
During our drive we talked about the great UA players and teams from the 1970′s; players many in Tucson have forgotten or maybe never knew unless you lived and breathed Wildcat sports like I did as a boy. Guys like baseballers Dave Stegman, Scottie Norris and “Lefty” Lefferts. We talked old-school UA hoops and our favorites from that era like Coniel “Popcorn” Norman, Eric Money, Jim Rappis, Herman Harris and Big Bird Elliot. We reminisced about the great coaches and leaders we had come to know like Freddy ‘The Fox” Snowden and Lute, Coach Kindall, “The Winger”, Dave Stitt, Willie Williams, Jim Gault, Dave Murray, Dave Strack, Ced Dempsey, Bruce Larson and so many more.
Of course we talked rugby. Dave told me about his international travels taking teams all over the planet, playing the New Zealand All Blacks, having a game he was broadcasting interrupted by the September 11 terrorist attacks and our mutual respect and admiration for his rival, Jack Clark.
His stories made the 90-minute drive seem like 5.
Our chats always had a UA football element:
Dave: “Remember when I got you on all those billboards around town?”
Me: “Of course. I was 22 years old, 30 feet tall and 50 feet off the ground. How do you forget that?”
Dave: “The All-American candidate cards?”
Me: “Great memories. Thank you.”
Dave (with his sly, ball-busting grin): “That didn’t work out so good for you, huh?”
Me: “Sorry about that. I guess I wasn’t quite as good as we thought I was.”
Dave (now chuckling at his set-up): “Yeah, I knew I shoulda went with Vance Johnson.”
Me: “It’s OK. I voted for Ron Barber.”
We both laughed our asses off.
[Congressman Barber was the eventual winner of the Arizona Congressional seat Dave was running for. PS: Dave knew I voted for him in the primaries.]
Our world is a lesser place tonight. God clearly needed another good man in heaven. Wish He hadn’t been quite so quick to chose Dave but God never makes a mistake and He reached down for the best of the best.
That “roadie” was the last day I saw Dave face-to-face. When I left I hugged him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I’m glad I did.
RIP William David Sitton.
This blog post is a consolidation of two facebook postings I made yesterday. Some personal reflection on the days events inspired this.
August 10, 2008: Arson Attack. My first post spoke of the 5 year anniversary of having what seemed like everything I cherished destroyed at the hands of an enemy. Loosing all the possessions in your life is difficult but, it was also enlightening to realize that in the grand scheme, all those acquisitions of a lifetime that I believed were so important were meaningless. I have a healthy family and that puts me ahead of so many who struggle with illness and loved ones who are sick. From within my own selfishness I realized that I never have to look far to find someone who would gladly trade places with me and take on my heartache in exchange or replacement for their own.
August 10, 2013: Picture Day. The second posting was my celebration of the football players who I am honored and privileged to coach. They are all fine young men and a joy to be around. Every day, as I drive to campus as a high school coach I thank God for blessing me with the opportunity to be around these kids and my fellow coaches. We find a common bond as youngsters and adults to move forward, solve problmes and compete with other fine kids and coaches under the pure and innocent spirit of the Friday Night Lights.
Life is great for most of us (even on the bad days) and it gets even better when we find compassion for those who might not have it so good. Some of the best lessons in life are learned under the most difficult circumstances.
We took on the beast and survived. Five years of legal battles and three weeks of trial ended on Friday when both DOJ and myself took testimony from our final witnesses and rested our cases.
No excuses now for either side.
It was somewhat of a brutal week because most of the witnesses who testified in the Washington, D.C. trail phase were adversarial to my case. Having to sit and listen to witness after witness tell the judge bad things about me was not too pleasant but, I have a great attorney and he was able elicit beneficial answers with his questioning.
It was a great week because the trial has ended. The testimony and evidence is on the record. To me, that in and of itself is worth a personal celebration. No one ever thought I could make it this far.
My lawsuit is a long way from being over. This fall the Judge is going to review closing documents, hear closing arguments examine all the trial evidence before he rules. I am very supportive of that timeline. After overcoming all the odds and getting into the courtroom I am comfortable with my Judge taking as much time as he needs to sort it all out. I personally don’t expect a decision until sometime in 2014.
This quote from Abraham Lincoln is etched into a marble wall in the United States Court of Federal Claims in Washington, D.C. I felt it important enough to take a picture.
“It is as much the duty of the government to render prompt justice against itself, in favor of citizens, as it is to administer the same, between private individuals.”
This is the best part for me: I have forgiven and I’m ready to move on.
I have let go of the animosity towards all those on the streets and in the government who harmed me and my family. Holding on to that serves no one and nothing. I woke up Saturday morning with a new outlook.
I will be getting my life back to normal – or at least a new normal – and that excites me. I’m not sure what that will be or where it will take me but I’ve promised myself to make it positive and productive.
This will be the last posting, and below will be the last statement you will hear me make publicly on this lawsuit until the verdict is in. I am not going to pine away marking days off my calendar until the verdict comes in. It will stay in my rear-view mirror until the Judge calls us back to hear his decision.
I anticipate that the rulings of the court will be monumental and precedent setting for the profession of policing. I believe that civil case law will be established on how agencies are allowed to treat their employees. More specifically I believe that this new case law will have a lasting impact on how the Department of Justice is permitted to treat their undercover agents. I believe that ultimately Dobyns v. USA is going provide a legal protection to our nations lawmen and women from internal attacks and abuse heaped on us by our employers.
I received two pieces of wonderful spiritually-based advise this week; right when I needed them most. I wanted to share them with you.
Mid-week I was upset with some of the testimony being placed on the record about me. My mother-in-law sent me this bible verse and I found comfort in it:
16 These are the things you are to do: Speak the truth to each other, and render true and sound judgment in your courts; 17 do not plot evil against each other, and do not love to swear falsely. I hate all this,” declares the LORD.
Then, on Friday evening, sitting on the street curb with a cigarette smoldering in my hand and staring at the Washington Monument, exhausted from five years of what seemed to be an insurmountable fight to get in court, three solid weeks of testimony heard from close to forty witnesses and introduced over three-hundred exhibits of evidence, I was at a reflective loss. My nature is to second-guess myself. I was concerned that somewhere or somehow I had failed; that I had made a mistake or overlooked something that would affect a righteous outcome?
My phone rang and it was Gwen. She told me, “Your Judge heard exactly what God wanted him to hear and exactly how God wanted him to hear it. Just trust in that.”
That brought me peace. That is all I have been seeking.
I’ll post up the verdict when it comes in.
Thanks to all of you who have supported me, wrote me, messaged me, called me, came to visit me and prayed for me. It has not gone unnoticed or unappreciated by me and my family.
And, last but not least, my legal team [pictured below, paralegal Jeff Elder (l) and attorney Jim Reed (r) at Washington landmark Ben's Chili Bowl] went eye to eye with the power and might of DOJ and never blinked. No attorneys in the land had the testicular fortitude to take this case because they were all afraid of the “big bad bear” of DOJ. Thank you my friends. You chose to stand on the right side of history.
Phase II of the trial and the finding of facts moves to Washington, D.C. on Monday, July 22, 2013; our 3rd week of presenting evidence and testimony.
Thanks to all who are behind me and have reached out in various ways to show your support. Your thoughts and prayers mean more than you may ever know.
Please don’t feel sorry for me. I won’t have that. I am in this fight because I have chosen to be. There have been many opportunities to quit, give up and rolled over. I have made the conscience decision not to do that. I have been a reluctant warrior in the pursuit of the truth.
In my conversations with God I have told him that I don’t want to be in this battle but, if this is the path he has chosen for me, then arm me with a sword to fight with. That prayer was answered when he equipped me with proof of the facts, provided me a partner in my attorney to stand by my side in the combat, and stood us before a fair and honorable man as our Judge.
I get asked, “How have you stayed in the fight for 9 years against DOJ?” Well, I am built for this. That is all I can answer.
When the facts are revealed – and they certainly will be – my Judge has guaranteed that; President Obama, Attorney General Holder, past ATF Director Michael Sullivan, past ATF Acting Director Ken Melson and current ATF Acting Director B. Todd Jones are going to have some very difficult questions to answer. Why? Because they all knew the facts and truth in advance of the trial. That is undeniable and indisputable. They were all previously aware of everything being exposed in the courtroom. They are going to have to invent an excuse other than “I didn’t know” or, “no one briefed me” or, “I thought someone else handled it” because they did and they didn’t. They are going to have to answer to why they knew the truth and defended against it.
When the public is finally allowed to see the overlap of characters and corruption between my case and ATF’s trainwreck – Operation Fast and Furious – the logical question will be “How is it that you (Obama, Holder, Sullivan, Melson [Jones was not at ATF yet]) were asleep at the wheel?” I provided advance warning to all of them that ATF Phoenix was headed for a derailment and did so with time enough for them to interrupt the gunrunning that led to the slaughtering of hundreds.
Without the ambush murder of United States Border Patrol Agent Brian Terry by an illegal alien armed with a Fast and Furious rifle, my allegations would never have been addressed and the bosses and executives involved would all have received DOJ performance awards for their work. Didn’t work out that way I guess. For none more so than Brian.
The amount of money and man-hours committed to defend and cover up the truths exposed in my trial is into the millions of dollars and thousands of hours. In this time of fiscal troubles and sequestration the White House, DOJ and ATF have decided to over-fund a shielding of the truth. The upside for me as opposed to the Terry family is that no Executive Order was used to cover up facts. DOJ simply tried to straight-up cheat me out of the evidence. They failed.
My situation does not rate with Fast and Furious, Benghazi, IRS corruption or the wire-tapping of journalists but, it is going to mean something.
I may not receive a single penny in damages. But, the facts are proving that ATF/DOJ’s attempt to frame an innocent civilian, cover-up that corruption and is defend the crimes committed is absolutely going to become public. Then, “We the people…” can judge for ourselves how our “leaders” handle the business of the United States of America; and if we approve. I give you my promise, with my hand on the bible and swearing on the eyes of my children that you will be horrified.
For you history buffs: When the massive army of Persia (estimates of 1,000,000 million foot soldiers that day) had surrounded the Greeks at the battle of Thermopylae (480 B.C.), 7,000 Greek soldiers fled in fear. King Leonidas remained to fight with only 300 Spartans. In the end they lost. Leonidas and all of his “300″ were massacred. The Persians beheaded Leonidas’s corpse as a final act of insult.
“…indeed at the end only three hundred Spartans remained to resist the Persians unto death, but, in Greece’s finest hour, when confronted with invading forces amounting altogether to about three million, the Spartans did not panic or surrender, even though the active resistance on land had to be limited to such relatively puny efforts as the episode of Thermopylae.” (http:// http://www.iranchamber.com/history/articles/persian_wars5.php)
Don’t pray for Jay Dobyns’s victory. Pray for the truth.
Watch the video: Dobyns v. USA; Kgun9 Television; Tucson, Arizona