It’s a long way to Nottinghamshire,/ Or to Chiapas, Mexico,/ But you can’t tell me that Robin Hood ain’t real/ Since the Feds caught up with Oso Blanco!/ – The Martyr Index, Oso Blanco
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It’s a long way to Nottinghamshire,/ Or to Chiapas, Mexico,/ But you can’t tell me that Robin Hood ain’t real/ Since the Feds caught up with Oso Blanco!/ – The Martyr Index, Oso Blanco
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Sometimes I feel the lonely pain and separation from my community and people. I’m locked down in a room. A cement cell 23 hours except twice a week or three days I get no recreation - 24 hours! I did not kill anyone, yet I was treated as a killer - because I defended my life. They got on a mic and told reporters I was the most dangerous criminal in NM. They claimed I was a junkie, they said I was a gang member - useless to the world. . . Now I’m like a free wolf. Chained to the floor like a sad dog, lonely in the cage. Being told, ‘hey wolf that’s your home for 80 years’. This is insane. Who have I killed - nobody. Who have I raped - nobody. Its unjust, the cost, the price of not only a revolutionary fighter but also the price of being a political prisoner.
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