POWD Alan Carter McClemore's Executioner
Kenneth Laborde takes his job very seriously. He is the local head of probation for the B.O.P in Beaumont, Texas, where Alan McClemore is living in a halfway house. Seems Laborde has taken away Alan's medicine, even though the B.O.P. has said they would have no problem with McClemore's prescription for Marinol, if Mr. Laborde would concur. But, Mr. Laborde has no intention of returning Alan's medicine. He'd rather watch him die first. Alan McClemore was incarcerated for growing marijuana as a replacement for the expensive Marinol his doctor had prescribed for him. Marinol worked wonders for Alan, but due to the expense of the legal form, and the uncertainty of the black market for the illegal plant, Alan had began to grow marijuana for his health. That's when he was busted, four years ago. Alan has been diagnosed by his own doctor, and by B.O.P. doctors with major depression, a serious eating disorder, and severe migraine headaches. He cycles between Anorexia and Bulimia, drastically loosing, then suddenly gaining weight. Without proper medicine, Alan suffers total loss of energy and lives in a constant state of severe depression. Four years ago, when he and his doctor requested the B.O.P. allow him Marinol, he was told off the record by a prison doctor, "We'll never give you Marinol, because that would lend credence to THC, which would in turn lend credence to Marijuana, and we're just not going to do that." The political mandate of the B.O.P. is no Marinol, even though it is a perfectly legal medicine. During his incarceration, Alan was sent back and forth from the federal medical prison in Fort Worth, Texas (better know as the Pine Box Prison) to the federal medical prison in Rochester, Minnesota. His health was in dangerous jeopardy, but he managed to survive three and a half years of living hell. Two and a half months ago, Alan was allowed to enter the halfway house in Beaumont, Texas. His doctor worked it out with the B.O.P so that Alan could be put back on Marinol. The transformation in his health has been dramatic. The Marinol leveled him out and he began to heal. He began to eat properly, and gain in energy and strength. He got a good job manufacturing golf carts, working 50 hours a week. Before Marinol, the prison had him on non-strenuous status because he was too sick to work. Now he was healthy again. So, everything was getting better for Alan, until he met Mr. Kenneth Laborde (409-839-2558). Mr. Laborde has a problem. How can he catch Alan with dirty urine if he's taking Marinol? This is a serious situation for Kenneth Laborde. He is determined that Alan's health is of no consequence if Alan's medicine is going to complicate Laborde's life. Mr. Laborde feels the end justifies the means, and if he has to kill Alan to prevent him from using marijuana, he will. Yesterday, after sitting on the 'group W' bench for hours, Alan was brought before Kenneth Laborde, so that Laborde could state his position: "Sure," he says, "you can use Marinol. And when I catch you with dirty urine, I'll send you back to prison." Even the Community Corrections Officer with the B.O.P., Mr. Richard Engels (713-718-4781) will confirm that Kenneth Laborde is the problem. Alan is on the Federal Class Action lawsuit for Cannabis Therapeutics, http://www.fairlaw.org Alan's attorney, Michael Lindsay (409-833-2296) also plans to sue for damages when Alan leaves the halfway house. Trouble is, he will be very sick again soon, and when he is put on five years probation, the person he will report to is Mr. Kenneth Laborde. Think he'll survive? Alan's number at the halfway house is 409-898-2915, and his wife, Maggie, can be reached at 409-983-2162, or by email at freemac@aol.com April 3rd, 1999 I just received word from Maggie that Federal marshal's took Alan back to prison. We think because his urine was dirty. Federal BOP says Alan will be allowed to use his Marinol in prison. Maybe going back to prison will keep him alive in this case. April 7th, 1999 BOP says Alan can have his Marinol, but that his own doctor will have to prescribe it, which means that Alan's family will have to pay $450 per month for his medicine, with Alan not earning anything and Maggie scrounging to keep everything together. Damn this prohibition. |