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Eesa Barot's Letter to the Ummah

Setting the Stage for the Attack

There too remains the issue of keeping me at arm's length from other inmates. Any time the prison feels that I may have found a 'friend' that I may be 'overly' socialising with, more often than not the individual/s concerned are promptly shipped out to other establishments. Why? For irrational fear of 'sermonizing' or 'talent scouting' of course because they believe I have an arresting personality! The same goes for physical training with other inmates.

And of course nearly always being placed on the wings where there are next to no practicing Muslims, Asians or black persons and then them feigning surprise when I am half burnt to death. I was located in an environment where there were approximately 90 white males - excluding staff of the same - and merely around ten people of ethnic origin! Most of these people could well be described as the dregs, or underbelly (of society). Can you believe, the prison authorities are stating that this major imbalance at Frankland was a mere coincidence and are still attempting to retain me here as well as trying to extricate themselves from culpability. And certainly the Home Office, with their carte blanche attitude, has much to answer for too since the final decision rests with them.

It is far too convenient that although normally I am oppressively monitored around the clock — sometimes every fifteen minutes, every single movement recorded, be it exiting/entering my cell, shower, kitchen area etc — on the black day itself there were next to no staff around. There are many indications that show there was a treacherous trickle down from top to bottom, from government to prison establishment to the trailer park trash that descended on me.

Not only have I been subjected to mentally tortuous surroundings over the years (HSU etc.) but now physically too in order to break my psyche (and I don't just mean a mere beating that leaves a handful of bruises).

Delay in Receiving Medical Treatment

10% of my body has suffered deep horrific 2nd and 3rd degree burns. You'll be surprised to know that for the first three days following attack, although in unspeakable agony as well as being initially blinded in both eyes due to massive swelling caused by the severe head trauma, I was not even rushed to hospital, as any other prisoner would have been, regardless of category, since in my case security and financial niggardliness remains their 'first' priority and concern. It was only when Miss Arani threatened Judicial Review that the stance was changed and even then, though barely able to walk, I remained 'dog-chained' by wrist for four days under 24-hour intrusive bed-watch by four prison guards and armed police wearing body-armour who shut half the hospital down.

Irresponsible Media Coverage

There has been a great deal of emotive publicity lampooning me. Certainly, the incessant tabloid junk has wilfully served only to push me to the forefront of the prison population vilifying, character assassinating and generally creating many bad vibes for me.

 

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