A Raniere Christmas Carol, with apologies to Dickens, purloined and maybe Toni Fly…
Keith Raniere is incarcerated. There is no doubt whatever about that.
On March 26, 2018, the FBI arrested him. On May 7, 2019, he went to trial in Brooklyn. On June 19, a jury convicted him. There was no doubt whatever they would do that.
Raniere, in custody at the MDC in Brooklyn, emailed Mariana Fernandez in Mexico, she, the mother of his child.
He was innocent, he wrote. But wealthy and powerful people, once members of NXIVM, who later disliked him, used their influence to have him prosecuted, convicted, and imprisoned. He needed an advocate to help expose the injustice meted unto him.
Suneel Chakravorty was sent and began to visit Raniere at MDC.
Raniere told him he was innocent of every charge. He asked Suneel to help investigate government tampering with evidence.
Suneel got the file system “metadata” spreadsheet, including file names, dates, and times, from Raniere’s lawyers.
Suneel examined the spreadsheet and identified anomalies. Raniere examined a similar spreadsheet and identified more anomalies.
Suneel hired computer experts who concluded manual alterations took place, and a government witness lied about the reliability of the digital evidence.
Months passed. Raniere awaited sentencing.
April 6, 2020
Suneel and Raniere devised plans to show the prosecution was corrupt. They planned a competition to encourage finding evidence of corruption, and for those who did to win cash prizes.
On a prison phone call, all monitored by prison officials, Raniere said to Suneel, ‘the major witnesses all lied’ and ‘this judge’ – was corrupt.
They had to “get scrutiny on this judge, get some pundit who is willing to speak out about what this judge is saying, which is crazy, and the judge needs to know he’s being watched.”
Suneel asked Raniere if he was ready to record, then counted him off. Raniere spoke about “How much legal experience a judge has?”
Raniere and Suneel organized women to dance in front of MDC.
He told Suneel about MDC staff’s work schedules, and that they should wait for them and offer donuts and coffee as they exit the prison. “We are all in this together,” Raniere said.
Suneel told Raniere the women offered coffee and donuts, but the staff declined. How surprising was it that the MDC staff would decline food and beverage from an imprisoned cult leader who had dancers twerk outside the prison?
Raniere and Suneel discussed the success of the women dancing in
front of the prison. Suneel said inmates were “banging on their windows and making a beat.”
Raniere hoped the movement kept growing. He directed Suneel to contact more women to “danc[e] erotically” in front of the MDC.
Raniere asked Suneel how many podcasts they recorded. Suneel said over 110 official segments and 50 podcasts.
Raniere inquired whether his followers could read the messages he wrote on the light fixture in his cell.
The BOP reviewed communications between Raniere and Suneel and found Raniere violated policies and procedures.
An Intelligence Analysis in the Bureau’s Counter Terrorism Unit
drafted a memorandum seeking to block all contact between Raniere and Suneel due to behavior that compromised the security of the Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn, New York.
He and Suneel were recording prison-initiated telephone calls to use in podcasts and “interviews… to use in HBO, Netflix and Showtime.”
They threatened the security of the facility and the public by organizing “a group of women to show up regularly and dance provocatively for inmates to view through their cell windows.”
Raniere was moved to another housing unit in the back of MDC, so he could not see the dancing.
Then the Bureau of Prisons suspended calls between Raniere and Suneel.
A few days later, Raniere entered an individual to his contact list. His name was Mr. Isaac Edwards. While Raniere could not call Suneel, he could call Mr. Edwards. And so he did.
The BOP continued monitoring Raniere’s calls.
The elegant voice of Mr. Edwards sounded familiar to them. They compared their older tapes and discovered. The voice of Mr. Edwards was none other than Suneel Chakravorty.
October 27, 2020
Judge Nicholas G. Garaufis sentenced Keith Raniere to 120 years in prison.
January 21, 2021
The USP Tucson welcomed Raniere to his home for the next 100 years. Raniere enjoyed the privileges of maximum security prison, a prison peopled with convicted sex offenders, such as himself.
Suneel signed a contract to act as Power of Attorney for Raniere.
He hired Dr. J. Richard Kiper, former FBI Unit Chief and instructor at the FBI Academy.
Kiper concluded, he said, to a scientific certainty, that evidence in Raniere’s criminal case was tampered with, and evidence was planted on a hard drive alleged to belong to Raniere.
The reports were presented to Raniere’s legal team.
At USP Tucson, Raniere and Suneeel could once again speak and meet in person, and they spoke about tampering on many monitored prison phone calls.
Now came the month of maying, and Suneel and Nicki flew to Tucson to see him.
In the honey-sweet month, and spring that must last forevermore; for Raniere was young and beloved, and it was May, there in Tucson, heartbreak came.
Twenty minutes into the visit, prison officials came to the visitors’ room where Raniere, Clyne and Suneel were gathered planning together. They brusquely told Suneel to leave. Nicki could stay.
They told Suneel he could not visit Raniere again, because he lied. He did not have a relationship with Raniere prior to his incarceration, a requirement to see a prisoner in person.
Nicki Clyne helped USP Tucson inmate Timothy Brooks with various prison and personal issues. She spoke to him on the prison phone.
One day Raniere told Brooks that when he spoke to Clyne to “send her my love.”
Raniere attended a restitution hearing by video conferencing, where Judge Garaufis and Raniere’s attorney had a heated exchange that received unfavorable publicity for the judge.
Two days later, Raniere was given a disciplinary ticket for Disruptive Conduct, Mail Abuse, and Phone Abuse for asking inmate Brooks to send his love to Clyne.
Raniere claimed this simple message did not violate policy, or threaten the safe and secure operation of the prison. Raniere believed this ticket was retaliation for the media attention the restitution hearing produced.
In Tucson, in July, they are hot afternoons and sultry nights. But July has mornings when it’s joy just to be alive, especially when you have a date with Vanguard, as Nicki Clyne did.
Ah the grief. It was her last date. For after her visit, Clyne was told she was banned from visiting Raniere again.
An investigation was launched over the “send my love” affair.
Clyne was banned, and Raniere and Brooks were sent to the SHU. He spent 97 days there from late July to October 2021.
In the SHU, he was alone for a time, and for a time he had a Hispanic cell mate. But Raniere had plenty if time to ponder and consider what was next.
He once had millions at his disposal. He had hundreds who thought he was a living god. He won the most joy while he lived among his followers. Now he alone lived in the SHU.
But at the end of the investigation – some 97 days in the SHU for a message of love passed to Clyne from inmate Brooks – Raniere got out and returned to general population, and celebrated the holidays in his unit, comprised as it was with sex offenders and other sorts of convicts.
The year 2022 began uneventfully. Raniere was determined to prove the FBI tampered with evidence. He was not a child perv like the others in his prison.
Though Clyne and Suneel could not visit him, he enjoyed the visits of his admirable friend Danielle Roberts, who came to comfort him every chance they would let her.
On January 6, prison officials told him his friend Danielle could not visit him anymore.
April 28, 2022
Raniere’s attorney Joseph Tully requested the Second Circuit to stay Raniere’s appeal from his criminal conviction pending a ruling on the Rule 33 motion they planned to file accusing the FBI of tampering with evidence.
Though Raniere could not see Suneel in person, he could still call him on the phone. One thinks perhaps the BOP wanted them to talk so they could monitor them better than they could perhaps in in-person meetings.
USP Tucson monitored the telephone calls between Raniere and Suneel, of which there were many.
They spoke about the Rule 33 motion, of how the FBI tampered with evidence, and how they were “at war” with the federal government, and that the fight would be “no holds barred.”
Then the big day came. Attorney Tully filed a motion pursuant to F.R.Crim.P. 33, requesting Raniere’s freedom or a new trial based on newly discovered evidence that the FBI tampered with evidence.
On that same day, the USP Tucson Warden scrubbed Raniere’s contact list. It could have been a coincidence. But his current contacts were removed, except Marianna and his attorneys. But Raniere did not know yet.
The next day, Raniere was on a legal call with attorney Tully, discussing.that the judge would set a hearing on the Rule 33 motion filed the day before, and how they should prepare for the hearing.
The call ended prematurely. It just disconnected. Raniere’s counselor Daniel Flores ordered Raniere to the office of BOP Acting Special Investigative Agent Anthony Gallion.
Lt. Gallion informed Raniere that his list of approved callers was “scrubbed.” Raniere could apply to the Unit Manager to have callers re-approved, but Suneel was unlikely to be re-approved.
Raniere asked Gallion why this was being done. Gallion told him there was a new investigation.
Raniere sued the BOP, alleging they were retaliating against him for filing the Rule 33, and interfering with his First and Sixth Amendment rights.
The BOP justified their position in defense of the lawsuit. They said that based on recorded conversations between Suneel and Raniere, plus advice from the Counter Terrorism Unit, they determined that Suneel and Raniere presented a threat to the prison and the public in general.
At approximately 6:40 A.M. Raniere arrived at the dining hall at USP Tucson. By 6:50 he was walking to a table with his breakfast tray.
All of a sudden, inmate Maurice Adonis Withers (BOP #10300-090) approached him and, without warning, made contact with Raniere’s head and face repeatedly with his fist.
Although he was an eastern coast judo champion, Raniere did not fight back. There were inmates and prison employees who witnessed it.
Raniere had always considered himself a superior athlete, thinker and ethicist on a higher, rarefied journey that had brought him unification, but for a moment he considered that he really was, like all the other prisoners, including Adonis, a fellow-passenger to the grave.
Based on the velocity and severity of the blows Adonis rained upon him, Raniere might have considered the destiny of that shared journey was at least for him about to be hastened, and perhaps arrive at that very moment.
The incident was believed to be captured on video, though Raniere never saw it. He believes its suppression is also part of the retaliation of the BOP.
Raniere and others suspect Adonis was hired, tempted, lured or bribed by prison officials to start a fight because Raniere was suing them or had a lawsuit against their friends at the FBI.
It would land him in the SHU, and he would be out of easy contact with his attorneys if the tampering motion got legs.
Raniere suffered a black eye, swelling, nausea, and dizziness.
Adonis and Raniere were given disciplinary tickets “201 – Fighting with another person.” Both were sent to the SHU.
For over a week, Raniere asked for ice packs to help with pain and swelling, but his request was denied.
The reason for placement in the SHU was to investigate the “fight”.
Raniere said, “I believe my placement in AD SEG… for some
specious ‘investigation’ is clear retaliation from prison officials for my unpopular crimes of conviction, and my continued legal efforts to clear my name.”
The SHU is not pleasant.
Raniere said, “I am locked in my room 23-24 hours a day. I am allowed to have only minimal property. I cannot use the phone or the email system to communicate with my family and friends. If I am let out for recreation at all, it occurs in a 5×10 cage, and lasts less
than an hour.”
Raniere ate his meals in his cell.
Rainiere was shackled every time he left his cell, with hands-on officer escorts. The shackles were painful and cut into his skin on his wrists and ankles.
He was given only one extra set of clothing, and to wash his own clothes in the cell sink or toilet, and hang it up to dry.
A man who once told the New York Times that his clothes appeared magically, now had to wash his other set of clothes in the toilet. And if he were caught hanging clothes up to dry, he would get a disciplinary ticket, and his recreation time was cancelled that day.
The cost of these stays in the SHU had weight upon his person.
Raniere was older now, his face had harsh and rigid lines, the signs of care and avarice. There was an eager, greedy, restless motion in the strabismus eye, which showed passion had taken root, and shown where the shadow of the growing tree would fall.
They were out to get him.
Raniere was not alone this time in the SHU. He was housed with Toni Fly, an intersex prisoner with a history of 75 Prison Rape Elimination Act (PREA) complaints.
Fly was in the SHU after alleging she was raped in her cell, taken to the hospital, and placed on suicide watch.
Raniere said, “I would never harm Ms. Fly, but I believe she was placed in my cell to fabricate a new charge against me.”
Toni Fly insisted on being called “she” and treated like a lady. Fly went to prison in the first place because she used her penis to rape her underage biological daughter, whom she fathered when she was a man.
Toni Fly was known to suffer from homicidal and suicidal ideation. But the guards seemed to laugh at Fly, and one wonders who had the most joy at pairing her/him with Raniere.
Fly was said to have been recorded making homicidal threats, including that she planned to kill any child sex offender she can.
Here she was with Raniere, who, like Fly, was a convicted child sex offender. They were together 23 hours per day, sharing the same toilet, sink, and confined space, eating together and sleeping in bunk beds, with one on top of the other.
Fly was also a talker. Raniere used to wax poetic before his followers, with doses of word salad to adoring ears. Now he heard Fly talk all day and night on all kinds of profound things. Fly would talk while Raniere tried to sleep. He would be upset if Raniere did not listen and give appropriate replies.
Raniere’s visits with his attorney Stacy Scheff, who was suing the BOP for him, were painful. and it seemed the BOP went out of their way to make it difficult.
When his attorney came, Raniere was hauled out of the SHU and sent to the non-contact attorney visit room. There he could speak to his lawyer via a phone. The phone did not function. The staff got clearance for Raniere to use the regular attorney visit room. While he spoke to her, he wore handcuffs, a belly chain, and leg irons.
Raniere had another legal visit with Scheff. The visit was scheduled for 8:30 A.M., but was rescheduled at the last minute to 9:30 A.M. When Scheff arrived, the staff brought Raniere from the SHU to the non-contact room again.
Again, the phone did not work.
It took an hour for the staff to obtain approval to go to the other room. As a result, the legal visit lasted only one hour instead of two, but Raniere in shackles, handcuffs and a belly chain had to wait in pain and was unable to hold any documents in his hands to read them.
The investigation of the fight with Adonis was finally completed. Prison officials determined Adonis started the fight. Raniere was innocent. He did not even fight back.
Raniere was notified the disciplinary ticket was dismissed against him. Adonis who spent 30 days in the SHU for starting the fight, was released from the SHU. With perhaps a pat on the back and an apology for having to keep him in the SHU for so long after he had done such a good deed for the prison, Adonis returned to General Population, a hero to the guards.
Raniere was also approved to return to general population. He felt safe to return. He had lived in general population for over a year without incident. Adonis was not in the same unit. Raniere was anxious to return. A week passed.
Officers came and took Raniere and Fly out of their cell in the SHU to a holding cell. Within the cell were 3 x 3 cages with small wooden benches. Raniere and Fly were locked in cages and left handcuffed for 60 minutes.
In this cell, as we reported previously, there were 19 streaks of feces on the wall. 19 individualized separate streaks – each of a defined shape and a separate beginning and end – so as to be able to say they were streaks individualized and not an offshoot of another.
They had nothing else to do but count them, so the number is right – 19. Raniere counted the streaks more than once, and the number was certain, 19 streaks of feces on the wall.
FR has just learned that, in addition to the 19 streaks, there were two piles of feces on the floor.
Raniere and Fly remained in this cell for five hours.
Aside from the odor of feces, Raniere was perhaps conscious of a thousand other odors floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares, the dreams of a Vanguard leading his people to the promised, more noble civilization where he who had the most joy always won.
He used to have women fighting to feed him, and bring him clothes magically, as they took their clothes off and he photographed them.
And now here he was in a cage with Toni Fly, a creature who raped as a man and was raped as a woman, and 19 streaks and two piles.
Though perhaps their appetites were not so keen, they were served lunch, and the smell of the shit streaked room with two piles on the floor melded with the smell of prison lunch.
But there must have been a purpose.
Raniere and Fly cramped together with feces, were visited by members of the prison psychology staff, who perhaps came to observe them to see if they could find signs of mental stress.
Something, anything they could find, then report on Raniere’s mental state. They based their observation of him in a cage in a shit streaked cell and perhaps they could indicate from this whether he could or should not return to general population.
Later, when Raniere and Fly returned to their cell in the SHU, it oddly enough looked pretty good. But they noticed also that it appeared someone had been in the cell and gone through it all, including any written papers Raniere had.
A few weeks passed. The BOP interviewed Raniere. He did not express any fear of returning. He said he could “program very well in the general population.”
But the BOP was uncertain. They decided Raniere should not return yet. They needed further investigation.
A group of paid professionals, including Alan Dershowitz, held a press conference in support of Raniere’s Rule 33 petition. They accused the FBI of tampering in what would be, if true. a criminal conspiracy to convict Raniere. Why, this would result in more than a new trial for Raniere. If this were true, the FBI agents would trade places with Raniere in prison.
Six paid experts,
- FBI Special Agent Dr. James Richard Kiper,
- Former FBI Senior Forensic Examiner Stacy Eldridge,
- Former FBI Forensic Examiner William Odom,
- Steve Abrams,
- Stephen Bunting,
- Wayne Norris,
These six concluded the photographic evidence was staged, including manipulation of folder names and photo dates, and planting photos on a hard drive.
Professor Dershowitz, who was also paid large to appear, stated, “If this alleged FBI malfeasance turns out to be true, as our experts say it is, then this is really historic. This is really an attempt to frame somebody based on manipulation of data.”
Raniere had a legal visit with Scheff and attorney Greg Stoltz. As Raniere was escorted to the visit, his counselor Dan Flores told him he had too many legal calls and visits.
Raniere had another legal visit with Scheff. Counselor Dan told Raniere that USP Tucson did not have enough staff to accommodate his constant legal needs. Maybe he should go to another prison.
Flores told Scheff he had to cancel legal visits for a week. But she could come on Nov. 14.
Flores canceled Schefff’s legal visit of November 14. A prisoner at the camp across the road obtained a firearm, prompting the entire complex to be shut down for an uncertain period.
For more than a month, no one heard from Raniere, and his attorneys were not allowed to visit in person or even speak to him on the phone.
Thanksgiving Day passed, and Christmas drew near. No word from Raniere.
To his followers, Raniere once had the power to render them happy or unhappy; to make their service light or burdensome; a pleasure or a toil. His power lied in words and looks; in things so slight and insignificant that it is impossible to add and count ’em up.
The happiness he gave was quite as great as if it cost a fortune – and as a matter of fact, it did. The intensives started at $2500.
But the outside world knew nothing of Raniere. Things happened nonetheless, and it might be argued in the spirit of the season.
Whether deliberate or not, prison officials failed to give Toni Fly her medication. Maybe they wanted to wean her off.
As might be expected, Fly acted out violently. She kicked the cell door and yelled about wanting to kill someone, then kill herself.
We don’t know what the guards thought or said. If they were concerned, or if they laughed and hoped Fly would keep her word.
Raniere thought the withholding of medication from Fly was retaliation.
After six weeks of no contact, Scheff had a legal call with Raniere, her first since November 1.
Raniere was unhappy. He complained about the uneven-handed dealings of the BOP. So he got Scheff to file another lawsuit against the BOP, demanding Raniere get out of the SHU, and to speak with Suneel, and friends Nicki and Daneille, and his Mexican lawyer, Jorge de la Garza. And not to be transferred from Tuscon, once restored to general population.
Two more weeks have passed. Christmas came and New Year’s Eve has come.
Raniere remains in the SHU, and will be there as the New Year arrives at midnight.
Picture him if you will, pacing back and forth in his eight foot cell with restless haste, and moaning, his health ebbing, and Fly talking incessantly, screaming violently or crying piteously.
The holidays were here, but Raniere in his cramped cell was gone, gone from the visage of those who knelt in spirit before him.
His pale, sun-deprived, fast aging features, shriveled cheeks and red eyes, hardly knew the December season of merriment and love was here
He stiffened his gait; his lips pursed. He spoke out less shrewdly in his grating voice than when he the glorious Vanguard decreed all that was true and righteous in his community, and everyone swooned with the strength of his wisdom.
All he had now was Toni Fly.
Keith Raniere lives in the past, not the present, and unless a fool not in the future. Christmas, and the end of the year, a time when people try to begin again, a good time; a good kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; when men and women open their hearts, this time found Raniere unadorned, with only one set of clothes, prison rags, for all of that, and with none feeling charity towards him as much as he always had none for others.
When he was free, Raniere did his deeds with pride, ill-will, hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in the name of his ethics.
He won almost every fight [I recall one with this writer he lost] because he had his helpers and enablers and the money to pound hard his enemies into oblivion.
Now he fought the FBI and BOP within their custody, inside their prison. At the BOP, they’ve seen it before and know how to deal with smart guys like him. The world’s smartest, smart guys.
With him and Toni Fly. They can find the 1001 ways to torture him, and they do. And Raniere cannot rest, he has to stay. He cannot go anywhere. Yet in a strange way, it’s all the same.
When he was free, his spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits of his selfish power. His life was one of abuse of anyone who ever touched him, and now in the SHU, the weary hours pass, and imagine this, there is only one journey yet before him.
When that time comes, and they know those who watch him and laugh about it privately, for they know the odds, and they are all in their favor, and anything they can do. they will do to hasten it, the quickness of the journey, and that no one will lament or weep, care or cry – save some marginalized fools they wisely cut off from contact.
And if their FBI brethren cheated to get this bastard, they will cheat to suppress him deep in the bowels of the SHU, for it is best they keep that covered inside.
They do so willfully, and close the sight forever, for no eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master! He is not worth the air he breathes in the shit streaked cell, so they say, merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
Except for those who so hated the world and every joy in it not theirs, like Raniere, lately of the SHU, Tucson, Arizona, the vain little man with his brief little authority who made fast the lock on the cell long ago and barred the Spirit out.
Imagine him now. Fate left this blessing. It taught Raniere his prospects. It came to that. Raniere in the SHU, seething with mad hate, hoping to ruin the happiness of enemy or follower alike, but whining now, complaining of others’ treatment, with nothing to wait or hope for but for the journey to commence and as a symbol of his madness – as he makes his attorneys fight and his friends fill their days with quixotic gambits with feigned importance for helping the great martyr, who paces in the SHU and washes his clothes in the toilet.
A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world.
Are Mr. Raniere and Mr. Fly in the same cell because they have a few things in common? They both grow their hair long. They both sexually assaulted minors.
They both “stir pots” and complain about prison conditions. They’ve filed multiple requests and appeals to courts. Most of what they say in their appeals isn’t real.
They’re both in prison to protect the safety and security of their victims — and they both fathered children.
Jimmy McCloskey, Metro UK
“… Toni Fly, 49, has hit out at Cass County Jail in Fargo, for denying her access to hormone treatments, ‘feminine hygiene products’ – believed to be tampons – and women’s underwear …
… Fly, convicted of abusing a girl since she was at elementary school and fathering a child with her, also wants moved to a women’s prison …
… According to the Grand Forks Herald, he added: ‘People like this, like Mr. Fly, have a reputation for — when they get into a jail what they do is they start creating paperwork for the bureaucracy to have to deal with.’ …
… He added that the jail was sympathetic to the needs of transgender prisoners, but that their complaints were taken on a case-by-case basis …”
Tu-Uyen Tran, Inforum
“… FARGO – County Commissioner Chad Peterson didn’t mince words when describing to fellow commissioners Monday, Feb. 5, a complaint filed by an inmate who claims to be transgender: “Nothing he said was real.”
William Anthony Fly, who now goes by “Toni,” had complained to the Cass County Commission in a Dec. 29 letter that the county jail violated her rights by not housing her with females.
She also complained about a lack of appropriate medical treatment and inappropriate food.
Peterson, the commissioner with the law-enforcement portfolio, said he looked into Fly’s claims with an open mind but found no merit in them. Fly, he said, is a “pot-stirrer,” who likes to make trouble …”
United States of America v. William Anthony Fly
“… If released, the court still has grave concerns Defendant will again attempt to contact the alleged victim in this matter to retract her statements or pressure her into silence. Likewise, Defendant’s past and repeated movements of himself and his family throughout the country leave the court with a strong conviction Defendant is a serious flight risk if released. While Defendant may not be happy with the medical assistance he is receiving while in custody, he has not provided the court with any documentation or other support for his argument his care is inadequate. At this time, the court is still of the opinion Defendant should remain in custody for the safety and security of the alleged victim in this matter and to ensure Defendant’s appearance at all future court dates …”
I would only add this — Fly’s victim is his daughter.
I think I’m falling in love with Toni Fly. Lucky Keith
I’ve been away from FR for some time. Do you have updates on how Nancy, Allison and Bronfman are doing in prison? I recall you saying that Covid protocols had limited your information gathering. Has that changed and do you some thing to report?
I will try to find out a little about how they are faring.
Those steaks are we sure there were 19 I mean I know this was talked through but could Raniere be lying? Maybe there was 10 streaks or no steaks and how big were they. ? Am inch a foot ?,
Frank here goes an honest question. Have you ever felt sorry Raniere? He has been in a pretty rough set of circumstances for the last 5 years. Do you ever think this is too much for someone that is just a disgusting dude but probably not jack the ripper. Thank you.
I am not sure if he is not Jack the Ripper or worse, but I feel sorry for him. I wish he did not have to live in the SHU. There is probably no need to torture him. I cannot imagine he can’t go back safely to the general population. I’m not an expert in penology, but the SHU is a human torture chamber.
But Keith will fight it out with the guards, the prison, the warden, and everyone. And his attorneys are pleased with the money. Someone should tell him that suing the BOP will not help him. If he has a valid Rule 33 claim, let that take its course. He didn’t need to pull the trigger on the BOP lawsuit.
He started that before he went into the SHU.
Márcame, amo (Paperback)
4.2 out of 5 stars
Marcame, amo ( La verdadera historia de Keith Raniere y sus esclavas mexicanas)
Roberta Garza – 2019
[translation: Marcame, amo (The true story of Keith Raniere and his Mexican slaves)
Roberta Garza – 2019]
4 hours 45 minutes
Roberta Garza autora de “Marcame, amo”
Esclavitud en pleno siglo XXI, trata de mujeres y tortura, son algunos de los puntos que caracterizaron a la secta Nxivm, cuyo caso es abordado en el libro “Márcame, amo” de la periodista Roberta Garza.
Slavery in the 21st century, trafficking of women and torture, are some of the points that characterized the Nxivm sect, whose case is addressed in the book “Mark me, Master” by journalist Roberta Garza.
Raniere claims he has to wash his clothes in the toilet? I call bullshit.
Notorious liar lies. Proof: https://federalcriminaldefenseattorney.com/prison-life/first-day-in-prison/laundry-clothing-bedding/
All of Raniere’s complaints are assumed bullshit until independently proven otherwise.
So the little bastard doesn’t like prison? His mattress is lumpy, his uniform scratchy, the food unappealing and the conversation tedious? Too damn bad.
Cry me a fuckin’ river. The rest of us have to work for a living.
Doesn’t mention the laundry for those in the SHU
SENSATIONAL, brutal article. Shared on Telegram and Truth Social. Way to go!
A one way ticket to Colorado just what KAR needs for Christmas, I do wonder how the dead- Enders will feel about a trip to Florence for their Vanguard , first 3 years no contact with anyone if that indeed happens ( fingers crossed) Keith will disappear into nothingness just another cult leader in the ADX in a prison full of the worst of the worst .
I dedicate this song to Keith and the NXIVM lackeys who helped put him on the Colorado SuperMax Express:
Frank, I have an honest question: So far have you ever felt sorry for Raniere?
Happy New Year to all the persons that makes FR possible and all the readers. Best wishes.
Sure I feel sorry for Raniere. I also feel sorry for a big brown rat in my house that I set traps to kill.
I would have preferred to catch him by hand and evict him, but that has a risk to it.
I tried to get Raniere to leave me alone. He wouldn’t. So I had to fight him. My fight started before DOS.
Well, sure. We all know you don’t do all this to “help women”. Kindness is not your virtue.
Just as courage is not your virtue.
The five Confucian cardinal virtues (五常) are:
Justice or Right Action (義)
or according to Mengzi (most important successor of Confucius).
Intimacy (親) between father and son
Right action (義) between prince and subject
Separation (別) between husband and wife
Order (序) between old and young
Truthfulness (信) between friend and friend
Aparigraha (Not Grabbing)
Tapas (sacrifice and penance)
Svadhyaya (study and reflection)
Isvara Pranidhana (devotion to God)
Oh the irony. At least Frank didn’t start a cult centered around himself based on so many lies about himself, one of which was that he was there to “help women”, unless what was meant by that phrase was followed by “drop their panties.”
Keith did help women – they never had to cut themselves shaving their bikini line or go through a torturous waxing session or get ingrown hair. Making a woman grow out their pubes is definitely helping women.
I have heard recent news that you are playing fast and loose with the Constitutional Rights of another poor gentlemen! And a new person on FR that is trying to introduce himself to everyone at that! That’s not a proper way to make a first impression, Mr Parlato! You should be ashamed of yourself!
Please stop being an obnoxious commie-simping asshole and allow people to communicate as they please and post up his comment(s)!
Thank you kindly!
I am trying to stop being an ‘obnoxious commie-simping asshole,’ which is why I did not publish Rick’s comments.
I dare say, Mr. Parlato,
Are you now censoring my comments too?!
Why did you not post up my most recent reply to you and what you said to me?!
I did nothing wrong! There was nothing “inappropriate” in that reply. And even if there was, YOU SHOULD STILL BE RESPECTING THE U.S. CONSTITUTION AND FREEDOM OF SPEECH REGARDLESS!
What is your problem?!…….
What is wrong with you?!……
As a publisher, I do not believe I am required to publish anything and everything anyone and everybody asks me to publish.
My role as publisher is to choose what I think is suitable for my publication. That necessitates me rejecting some submissions and publishing others.
I think the Constitution steps in by forbidding the government to censor what I choose to publish.
The First Amendment is a restriction on government not a mandate on publishers.
This is not a free speech zone. But I doubt that will stop you from throwing tantrums.
“This is not a free speech zone. But I doubt that will stop you from throwing tantrums.”
There shouldn’t be “free speech zone[s]” in this country either in public or the internet! THIS ENTIRE COUNTRY, WHETHER VIRTUAL OR PHYSICAL, IS SUPPOSED TO BE A SPEECH ZONE IN OF ITSELF!!!!!
THAT IS THE PROBLEM! That is EXACTLY what I’m calling out Mr. Parlato on and that is his entire problem!
In regards of you accusing me of “throwing tantrums”, perhaps you should actually look up that meaning and an actual demonstration of it before you speak!
It’s amazing how deep the brainwashing in this country is that somebody like you would look upon somebody like me with such disdain and use such dismissive language to somebody standing up for your rights to free speech as just merely “throwing tantrums”!
It’s beyond sad that you are so accustomed to your chains that you’d rather mock the efforts of the person trying break them off everybody rather than call out the captor who put them upon you in the first place while he lies to the public and claims that he’s against it!
If you wish to lick the hands of tyrants, then may your chains sit heavily upon you!
I however will relentlessly stand up for the original vision of this country whether you hold me in contempt for it or not or deny that was the original vision in the first place!
Good day to you, sir!
Great article! Informative and entertaining. A few random thoughts:
How are Toni Fly and Keith supposed to dry their clothes if they aren’t allowed to hang them up? Is their a clothes dryer Keith can toss his clothes in, like he allegedly did to original Toni’s sweater?
If Keith had been more dedicated to using original Toni’s Awaken skincare products, his face wouldn’t be showing such signs of age.
With his new gate, does he still bounce on his tiptoes? With the apparent lack of walkways, can we trust any Intel on changes to his gait? In other words, if Knox Woods roads were part of his cell, would he be bouncing around Tucson like Tiger?
Any word on if Toni Fly has ASKED Keith for an anal probe? Whether it’s ASKED for or not, Keith’s finger will smell like the 19 streak cell.
The 19 streaks seem ripe for a song. Do you write lyrics?
I have a few lines, like “you count 19 streaks, and what do you do, see two piles on the floor and lunch in the SHU.”
“Too many streaks For one prisoner to be countin’ I’m gonna court 19 streaks, streak streak streaks now.”
And “They were only 19, but Toni Fly is my drama queen, he’s the prettiest, the loveliest intersex person I’ve ever seen.”
But that’s as far as I got. Help me and we can split the royalties.
19 shitty streaks on the
Wipes one down
Man this is brown
18 shitty streaks on the wall
18 shitty streaks on the wall
Wipe one down
Man this is brown
17 shitty streaks on the wall…
This has promise as one of the premier drinking songs. You have talent.
I love Toni Fly, she is so sweet. If only she’d be like Barb and rub my feet.
I hate mounds of poop, they really stink, oh no I’m blushing Toni just gave me a sexy wink.
No utensils cause Toni might stab me with a knife or fork, I miss general pop, especially comparing the sizes of our dorks.
You’re good. Yes, you are. You won’t need much of anybody’s help. You’re a talented lyricist.
How do you you have a opinion of a woman you’ve never met?
There’s always probation to look forward to, thanks to the nice Judge Garaufis. Happy New Year!
Fly, and the staff at the prison are fortunate that Raniere was a math genius. Able to count the 19 streaks of poo on the wall. What a stroke of fortune, a math prodigy, human faeces and art.
The man who took women apart, mentally, emotionally, corporally, intellectually and reassembled them to match his sexual fantasies and fiscal endeavours. Now shares his cell with a person striving to become a woman, sounds to me like the perfect match. Now if only Ms Fly can get down to 100 pounds, and they can cobble together a branding iron.
I thought the dancing stunt was funny. At first. I now understand the gravity of it. They did create a security problem for the jail. Thank God that Suneel is the fuckwit that he is. He doesn’t know his arse from his elbow. Keep giving Keith advice Suneel, you are doing a great job!!!!!!
To any of the NXIVM diehards who read these comment sections, Kevin et al I say this. And this is straight from my heart, as a fellow human being. Please, please, all of you, please spend some time alone in contemplative thought. Don’t meet up with each other, or FaceTime each other, if only for a month. Please give some thought of what has gone on, within and without you. You have forgotten who you are. It was deliberate. You were severed from yourself. You’ve got to do some hard work. There was never an nirvana. It was all smoke, mirrors, word salad and blow jobs. I know it hurts to learn you aren’t special, or a Buddhist goddess. You are better than that. You are a human being with an immortal soul journeying through the millennia. Have the courage to face yourself. Have the courage to look in the mirror and smile when you see your reflection. You got conned. You are free now. Don’t waste another second. Get life.
Raniere is bad news for his fellow prisoners. The BOP can’t allow for him to poison the rest of them into thinking they can get away with the same plotting as he was doing with his followers. All the games they were playing with the staff and when they got caught they would come up with another way to break the rules.
Raniere has been trouble with the law for a long time. Locking him up alone in a room by himself or with another troubled inmate is the best plan if that’s what it takes to keep order.
If he can’t conform he has no one to blame but himself.
I seem to remember that Raniere’s contest was to find any prosecutorial misconduct. It was not focused on tampering. That came later. I firmly believe it was invented by Suneel, the computer guy.
Raniere also never mentioned tampering in his early rants from MDC And of course, not a peep about it at trial. If it was tampered with, it was by Suneel. Want to talk about chain of custody issues?
Regardless, it will be appropriately denied. Raniere will die in prison.
I do not feel bad for Raniere. He made his own bunk bed. Hilarious how he thinks everything is about him, even Fly’s missed medication. What a freak!
And Clyne “worked” with other convicts solely for covert communication with Raniere. The inmate admitted it in a letter. They decided to call Raniere K-Dog. So let’s be accurate about her agenda. The “send my love” narrative is fiction. Clyne cares only about one inmate and we know who that is.
I can’t see Raniere staying at Tucson. He’s pulled too much nonsense with them and they are rightfully done. Maybe Raniere will realize this when he’s in a max prison cell in Colorado for 23 hours a day for his first three years.
Happy New Year!
My guess is he’s leaving. It may be Colorado. I think they were/are trying for Colorado with the Fly placement.
Happy New Year, and let every new year find you, me, and everyone a better person – even Raniere, though I have my doubts about him. But I can hope.
Sherizzy has this spot on. Perfect comment about how things have gone down with Suneel. Suneel another vying for attention concocts this tampering lie.
The number 19 is now my favorite number.
Government endorsed brutality. Why?
Is there any limit to the number of days in the shu?
The psychologists should lose their licenses for condoning such barbaric, depraved conditions.
Is that a picture of Raniere in prison or is it a badger?
Yes, this is a photo of a badger in prison. Keith obviously can’t be doing anything but physical suffering and he has no choice but to suffer. It is ironic that he gave so much suffering to so many and he is suffering so much now. He has some striking punishments that are strikingly similar to the punishment he meted out to others.
Daniela comes to mind. But there were so many others he punished. Every badger or dog has its day. Keith Raneere is not above, karma.
It is very common for someone that spread so much suffering to cry unfair when it happens to them.
This piece is a masterpiece. You haven’t written something like this in quite sometime. Stellar writing.
At times I laughed my ass off.
Happy New Years!
A meretricious and happy new year! but not really meretricious. make that meritorious instead.
Frank- very funny wordplay!
I did need to consult a thesaurus to truly appreciate the wordplay….
…..As intended by you.
You were never really meretricious, not really, except for two or three times in Texas and once in New Orleans at, if I err not, an Amway convention. But how could you know they were not really Amway distributors?
I surmise Scott has been following all along this time.
Scott- you banged a tranny in Louisiana. Live with it. You play video games with old farts and claim it’s a revenue stream. I bet you make about $10 more a month than your radio show makes a year….
I did not know Scott had a radio show. I thought he had a private internet site.
At least when I went on it, my understanding was that the audience was just Scott, another guy named Peter [I think] and myself. I did not know there was an audience.
Happy New Year to the little girl at the playground who hit Keith on the head with a bucket!
Provides a sense of control over one’s body and environment when other areas of life are out of control
Provides a sense of ownership over one’s actions
Expresses feelings of anger, frustration, helplessness and powerlessness
Prevents unwanted social interaction
May be associated with other comforting emotional experiences
May be part of a personal ritual that provides comfort
May be part of an obsession that is spiraling out of control
“Fecal smearing, also known as scatolia, is an unfortunate symptom where your loved one takes his own stool and uses it like finger paint on your walls and other areas of your home. First it may start out as simply playing in the diaper, but left untreated, can become quite a nuisance.” Dr. Google
Funny. NutJob paints Frescoes in the same manner. Smearing, it’s his favorite medium.
To think, all that money being given to many lawyers, who will never honor their clients demands, while his children grow up without a father to give them some change for clothes and college.
I think Raniere is smart to fight the way he do. It will eventually free him.
If you say so.
i do say so. He’s got the strategy to win but he’s got to stick it out don’t stop.
well he’s got a big pot of someone else’s money. You must be a deadender to see some sort of succesful strategy, or at least, have good reason why you’d want to believe such a thing.
The longer you all pretend to fight your losing battle, the longer you stay kept by bronfman money i suppose. Anything to stay idle and legendary in your own lunchtimes.
Yes, because all of those frivolous lawsuits he filed while he was on the outside of a jail cell worked wonders too.
It hasn’t worked for him in decades, why now
Oh Sammy Sam Sam, he will never stop. So is the narcissist’s MO. He can’t stop, won’t stop. He may be stopped very soon when he ends up on Colorado
He is either a troll, a fool, or someone that is profiting from KR.
How big were the two piles of feces? What was the average length of the streaks? Were the streaks perpendicular or horizontal a mix or could you be more specific ?
Was there flecks of chilli in them?
Great questions. Frank did a noticeably better job of describing the streaks but he can still improve. I’m curious if the 2 piles were touching each other at all? Because if there was any contact whatsoever, they should only be counted as one pile.
My informant tells me the piles, which were robust and noisome, were not touching.
I would not have called them two, if they were lumped together. I also understand that one pile was somewhat larger than the other, and I wondered if I should call it a mound.
You are disgusting and awfully cocky for someone awaiting sentencing.
Hey, I got a great suggestion, little one: Don’t read what I write.
But you cannot help yourself. This is personal to you. So just to help you out, I think I may trash your comments going forward. Then you won’t be so upset.
Was there whole kernels of corn stuck in the streaks/piles? I love when that happens.
Well written, factual account of events. Reading through the lines I sense there’s a little aversion towards the BOP/government that is regularly expressed in your writings. Hence your friendship with RogerStone I guess, who happened to plead the fifth when asked his age by the jan6 committee. But I digress.
Happy newyear from the town where in 2002 Clare won her first equestrian Grand Prix match!
That’s interesting. I found it to be very evenly presented throughout. So much so that I saw the injustices from virtually every perspective as well as the desire to control and dominate by legal and illegal means.
Lines are blurred, boundaries crossed, power corrupts both outside and within the walls of a prison.
Those looking for purpose are exploited and are blind to the puppeteers- and there are many.
If I were falsely inducted for 17 percent- or even one percent of my life, I think I’d be far less forgiving of the abuse of power.
Read up on Maid of the Mist.
That might shed some light on why Frank Parlato was targeted.
Frank— can you post the articles? Someone shared with me recently and it’s an incredible story for many reasons, but an eye opener in terms of your personal history and determination to stop corruption and improve the lives of average people.
From the threshold of the year to come, happy new year!
Gaurds are a special species. They’ll show no mercy and take pleasure in a prisoners pain.
That’s Effed 👆 up.
This post is a masterpiece. I honestly feel bad for Raniere, the remaining of his life will be pure hell just as the last 5 years.
To Honor Keith Raniere and his friend Fly
A classic song from an earlier America
Shoo-Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy (Lyrics)
This timeline recap of Keith’s incarceration and his ensuing legal maneuvering and endless frivolous lawsuits speaks volumes of his madness and guilt (the Rule 33 is nothing but manufactured horse shit to provide himself with false hope).
Does the BOP have clean hands in their treatment of him? Very likely not but Keith’s hands aren’t clean either; he refuses to follow policy and protocol that is required of all other inmates because he believes he is ‘special’.
Arrogance like that is not at all well received by his prison peers nor the Corrections Officers who barely make a living wage for working in the depths of hell so watching Cry Baby Janes endless tantrums in which millions of dollars are being spent and wasted perpetuate the pure disdain for Keith by both prisoners and staffers alike so it’s no surprise he’s doing his time the hard way as the butt of many inconveniences and pranks. Cry me a river Cry Baby Jane.
he refuses to follow policy and protocol that is required of all other inmates because he believes he is:
‘running out of time to save his own life seems more likely. ‘
I don’t like him BUT this is cruel & criminal punishment in my opinion
It certainly is illegal Not to allow visitation with his lawyers.
He didn’t murder anyone & seems to know he has no chance to communicate without outside help.
Calm down Karen.
And to all, except KAR, a good night!
Will Clyne EVER let go?
The Magic Eight Ball says no. She doesn’t seem to believe that she has anywhere else to go. She doesn’t even have to disavow Keith if that’s too scary for her. She could just disappear. She may be driven more by fear than loyalty. It’s hard to imagine what is motivating such self destructive behavior.
Might be him having collateral over her.
Sucked in big time by a narcissist + too proud to ever admit she got sucked in and made mistakes = never gonna wake up
Not for a while anyway. Hopefully she will not allow her life to pass by whine pining for Keith.
Well recounted – just shows truth is often stranger than fiction. As much as I despise Raniere, it would be hard to argue he could be having a harder time.
Happy New Year to all.
If the BOP sends him to the Supermax, he will have a harder time.
But a private cell perhaps
He WILL be having a harder time, if and when he is in solitary (maybe in Colorado), with no one to talk to, no media attention, and no pending lawsuits. THEN he will have only self reflection, which he could use. But – Keith feeds on jerking other people’s chains.
Do I wish that on anyone? No. I wish: 1) He had gotten a more reasonable sentence for his crimes, leaving several free years to look forward to; and 2) He could restrain himself from being his own worst enemy, and make the best of his time and situation.
I would retract this if it were ever proven that he introduced the poison that wound up in Karen Unterreiner’s hair. In that case, he can rot in Hell. I have a deep hatred for poisoners.
I do NOT agree that U.S. corrections personnel should have free rein to leave someone in a feces-infested cage, or otherwise torture them.
Why has he an issue? He is the master of telepathy isn’t he? He can have 24 hour communication
As I’ve said before, people like Raniere are given a lot of rope to change their ways — this is due to Fate’s mercy leaving the doors open for that purpose — but they don’t and so end up banging themselves. They continue to unabashedly behave with an ego and pride that they use to manipulate and damage others in the same way they’ve always done. Eventually, God/Karma/Fate/Destiny, whatever you want to attribute it to, slams that door shut and throws away the key.
Raniere’s appointed time came as a result of the sum total of his life’s intent and deeds up to that point. He has no one to blame but himself.
Brilliant piece of writing. Health and happiness to you in the New Year Frank!
It should be, he just copied from someone else and threw in a few digs!