Hello- my name is Miguel Rivera

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Miguel Rivera

Hello, my name is Miguel Rivera. I am 27 years young and I have been incarcerated for 5 years now. I was sentenced to 35 to life, plus 14 years and 4 months. I plead “no contest” to avoid trial and possibly receiving an LWOP sentence, plus 31 years. I was literally between a rock and a hard place when I made the biggest decision of my life and plead “no contest.”

I originally came to jail for going to a gun range with my brother for his 21st birthday. I was 22 at the time of my arrest for possession of a firearm. 15 months later I was indicted for capital murder in “operation: sunny day”, the largest grand jury indictment in San Mateo County.

I grew up in the East Palo Alto, Menlo Park area for most of my life. Unlike most kids in that area, I have traveled and experienced many different places, cultures and walks of life. I am a son, grandson, brother, friend and much more. I am a High School graduate and was an active member in my community at the time of my arrest. I was never known as a bad kid, bully or gangster and I’m still not. I do not let my situation define me. I am a work in progress!

My goal now is to show the world who I am and who I can be. I’m utilizing all my resources and participating in every class I can to transform myself into a better person who will make better choices. I am fighting for my second chance at life. From the outside looking in it’s easy to see me as just another criminal, but I’m striving to show the world that I am so much more!…

Good judgment comes from experience and experience comes from bad judgment. I know I’ll see things better the second time around. Thank you for your time.


Miguel Rivera AK-3202
CSP Solano B8-222
P.O. Box 4000,
Vacaville, CA 95696


Meet The Intrepid Band: Rome, Rod and Joe

Photo of Rome, Rod and Joe of The Intrepid Band, December 23, 2017

Rome, Rod and Joe of The Intrepid Band, December 23, 2017

Here are Rome, Rod and Joe with their band, The Intrepid Band,  playing for the visitors on December 23, 2017.

They also honored a soldier who was visiting her Dad.

Rome, Rod and Joe of The Intrepid Band playing for the visitors on December 23, 2017

Rome, Rod and Joe of The Intrepid Band playing for the visitors on December 23, 2017

When we don’t fight hate, we are preparing for others to die

by Michael ‘Zaharibu’ Dorrough
Originally published in: SF Bayview, Dec. 24, 2016

“You can never solve a problem with the same kind or thinking that created the problem in the first place.” – Albert Einstein

“Bringing Down the Flag of Hate” – Art: Lester Ransburg III, V-09164, 4B-4L29, P.O. Box 3481, Corcoran CA 93212. This drawing was inspired by Bree Newsome climbing the flagpole in South Carolina and taking down the Confederate flag.

In light of what occurred in Orlando, Florida, and other mass shootings, it comes as no surprise to any of us that the political establishment wants and encourages us to think of madness like this within the narrow context of gun control – taking guns out of the hands of criminals. But, the question must now be asked of the larger community: Why are we so unwilling to view and struggle around what these acts really are – hate!

We do understand that these specific acts, whenever they occur, constitute hate crimes, but those crimes occur as a result of our people being under the influence for the past 400-plus years of white supremacy and patriarchal authoritarianism. Hate is a weapon, a tool, to prevent those of us who are subjected to it from coming together to rid ourselves of it.

As long as we view, define or discuss hate within this narrow context that we have been conditioned to define and discuss it in, hate will continue to manifest itself exactly as it has.

Why are we so unwilling to view and struggle around what these acts really are – hate!

This country, indeed the planet, should be ashamed of itself that we are so unenlightened that in this day and age communities are under siege for any reason, that the humanity of people continues to be disrespected because of color, class, gender or who they sleep with is just utter insanity!

We realize that when hate has manifested itself on a scale like this, it causes us to feel that much more vulnerable. And that vulnerability actually can, and does, push us into the camps of those who are responsible for the maintaining of hate.

Those who advocate hate have to be made uncomfortable, believing that if they do so, it will cost them their jobs, their careers! Any attempts by the political establishment, law enforcement, churches – anyone – that reduce or try to reduce any of us to “those people” should be shut down.

This is Michael Zaharibu Dorrough in a photo taken in December 2014. We at the Bay View don’t know of any prisoner – except perhaps Hugo “Yogi” Pinell – who is so universally loved. Everyone who knows him has praise for Zah.

Words are instruments of power. Hate speech does in fact result, eventually, in the loss of life. Hate speech does disrespect the humanity of the citizens and community it is directed towards. If we are to live in a civilized society and planet, there are rules that everyone has to play by.

And if we are to live in such a place, we must all be willing to subordinate ourselves to the greater good. The greater good is the kind of society that we want to live in. We have a responsibility to contribute to what that will look like, what it will sound like.

But we must be willing to fight and sacrifice to create and live in that kind of society. How can there possibly be any doubts that this is the only logical course and that we must take it.

Words are instruments of power. Hate speech does in fact result, eventually, in the loss of life. Hate speech does disrespect the humanity of the citizens and community it is directed towards.

Far too many of us have already died. By not fighting back, all we are doing is preparing for others to die.

Former San Francisco Poet Laureate Jack Hirschman, always a friend of the Bay View, gave us a folder of photos from the Selma March on March 21, 1965, given to him by Doug Knott. In this one, haters displaying a Confederate flag watch the brave marchers. – Photo: Doug Knott

We must come together. We must set aside our tribal differences, the things that separate us. Even those who know better but will not join this cause maintain their tribal positions because they – and we – continue to be under the influence of white male supremacy and patriarchal authoritarianism.

The most effective way to overcome our tribal attitudes is to form coalitions, just as we did during the recent protests to end solitary confinement, with everyone who loves liberation. If we don’t, whether it is in churches or clubs, on the streets or in the alleys, people will continue to die.

History will judge us harshly, as will future generations, because of our failure to fight back.

We have had an opportunity to meet some really good people here, people who have really helped us to avoid making some mistakes in making the transition to the general population, a transition that is ongoing. The people – the prison population – has been very approachable. There are quite a few younger guys here, good people, but we have learned that young people are going to make mistakes.

Far too many of us have already died. By not fighting back, all we are doing is preparing for others to die.

What’s important is that we be there to try and help them to have a cushion to protect them from making costly mistakes. It occurred to me that the biggest adjustment was that I needed to rethink the way that I have thought about some things.

This is Zaharibu and his family back in the day, before he was sent to prison in 1988 for a crime he didn’t commit and spent about a quarter of a century in solitary confinement. He was one of the leaders of the peaceful protests that didn’t end solitary but scaled it back considerably.

Educationally, when I first saw a math problem [after coming out of solitary] it was, quite honestly, a bit intimidating. The language used, the look of it, is very different from what I remember. So, I am now being tutored in a class that I have enrolled in.

There is also an effort being made by this administration to bring quite a bit of programming to this prison that could provide people with some of the skills that they will need upon their release. Skills that might be useful. Of course, the problem with this is that there are twice as many people as there are opportunities. There are also a couple of lifers’ programs here that should be a model for other prisons throughout the state.

One such group is called LWOP. This is an acronym developed it by its founders into Lifers With Optimistic Progress. Although the title most commonly reflects prisoners sentenced to life without parole, membership and participation of all prisoners are welcomed and encouraged.

The LWOP group or organization was established to provide a voice to an often unheard and/or overlooked segment of the prison population. There are workshops that help individuals unite and declare their rights to all available rehabilitative tools and activities – the focal point being, “At some period all men will be freed from this form of incarceration, thus every man and woman should be prepared for that eventual re-embrace of societal norms.” That is the official position of the group.

There are also a couple of lifers’ programs here that should be a model for other prisons throughout the state. One such group is called LWOP. This is an acronym developed it by its founders into Lifers With Optimistic Progress.

The lifers group is also committed to contributing to abolishing life without parole sentences. Also appropriately called “the other death penalty.”

Artist Lester “Hollywood” Ransburg III

There is also a website now for the group, https://liferswithoptimisticprogress.wordpress.com. There are sponsors as well. They are from the education department in the community here and are genuinely committed to the development of anyone who is interested in developing himself.

There are young people here who are involved in youthful offender programs (YOP) and a lifeline program – all a part of the LWOP program. There are some very beautiful brothas who are trying to give back and have already reclaimed their humanity.

I also have a promise that I made to myself that if the opportunity presented itself, I would overwhelm myself with jazz. So I had Miles Davis’ “Kind of Blue” and John Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme” sent – with some Whispers of course (smile).

Struggling with you always,


Send our brother some love and light: Michael “Zaharibu” Dorrough, D-83611, CSP Solano Level III B7-131, P.O. Box 4000, Vacaville CA 95696-4000. And go online to read this 2013 story to learn more about Zaharibu from a comrade: “Tribute to Zaharibu.”

A Future Stolen: Walk With Me Now

Greetings, my name is Damone Johnson and I would like to tell you about myself and how I came about being incarcerated.

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Damone Johnson, his  mom and nephews

Well, I consider myself a fair, open-minded person, good-hearted, God-fearing, and hardworking, just to name a few. Back in 1993 the world was different. I had just turned 21 years old and never really was focused on who I was or where I was going. I grew up in a community where financial increase was the focus although I never had a problem working hard to earn an honest dollar; from the age of 10 years old, I was fixing on old lawnmowers and going door-to-door in the neighborhood, asking to cut spacious Sacramento lawns while living with my mom.

My dad taught me a good work ethic, so at the age of 12 I got my first official job with a West County Times Paper route (Man! those Sunday editions LoL). As I grew in age, so did my needs and desires, which lead me to seek better employment such as Taco Bell and Jack In the Box, which both had their pros and cons, which resulted in me sleeping in class, so I had to quit. Yes, I was working while still in high school (a Freshman to be exact). So as I became a Sophomore, my desires forced me to acquire better employment with Safeway, who was willing to work with my school schedule and I truly enjoyed working there for over a year. Around this time, I saw that the men in my era were doing less (Streets/Hustling) for a lot more money. So before I knew it, I was no longer a legit worker, but a heavy Pharmaceutical seller, which lead to time in Juvenile Hall, and then 9 months in Byron Boys Ranch, where I turned 18 years old.

The thought of going to State Prison refocused me and I got a job at UPS. My older cousin motivated me and shamed me into earning a living legitimately, although I was still keeping the wrong company which brought all the past negative elements back into my life, but without financial gain.

In 1995, as I heard the Harsh Guilty Verdict of a crime I did not nor could have committed; I say to myself, “Felony Murder! How did I get here!?” Shaking my head. “My life is over…” Fast forward, several years of incarceration, years of constantly studying in different Prison Law Libraries, and perfecting my understanding of this Justice System. God blesses me to truly understand and apply what I have spent all these endless hours learning, which resulted in me discovering that my prosecuting attorney not only was unethical and used false DNA evidence clearly exonerating me of this crime! This evidence was intentionally withheld for 18 years and the FALSE DNA has been retested by today’s technology and proven to be false.

Because I don’t have any financial means to retain a lawyer, I still sit in Prison for a crime I truly didn’t commit. IF I did have the financial means, my case would be on the news about all the injustice of my WRONGFUL CONVICTION. This is my 24th Christmas, Thanksgiving, Birthdays and much more. Not only did I lose most of my life, but the passing of my Dad, the person who taught me to ride a bike, how to bathe, brush my teeth, clean up, a strong work ethic, save my money, and talk to people with respect. Yes! I experienced the teaching of a Hands on Father! Literally at times. LoL. I am worthy of your investment in my injustice. I have dignity, honor, respect, and gratitude, but most of all; I’m truly God fearing.

Thank you for reading this excerpt of my life. Hopefully it has intrigued you and I will hear back from you.
Very truly yours,

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Damone Johnson youth picture

Mr. Damone Johnson J-81022
CSP Solano B8-149
Box 4000
Vacaville, California 95696

Pictures: Me, mom and nephew, and an old picture of me. LoL

Ruben Contreras

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Ruben and family during a visit

I have been in prison for 27 years. I am doing an LWOP (Life without Possibility of Parole) for aiding and abetting 1st degree murder, LWOP (Life without Possibility of Parole) for attempted murder plus 2 counts of robbery and conspiracy to commit robbery. I was 19 years when I was arrested and was sent to Folsom Prison at the age of 21.

I have a big family that loves me and wants me home! Before all this happened I had never been in trouble and not even a traffic ticket. I used to be many things; a hard worker, a brother, a son, an uncle and a friend. Now I am reduced to being labeled “ a murderer without redeemable qualities.” I have brothers, sisters, nephews and nieces who still remember me. They have their own lives to worry about still they help me when I truly need it. I have my lady who is a God send and my soulmate. She’s been in my corner since we were fortunate to find one another 6 years ago and we plan to get married in the near future. My hope is to one day come home to her…

During my time in prison I have furthered my education by earning my GED, taken AA classes along with courses in Life Skills, Relapse Prevention and also earned my Forklift License while working in prison. Currently I am training to be a mentor with Life Line for Youthful Offenders so I can help out the younger generation through my experiences and hopefully get them pointed in a positive and productive direction. I want to stay positive and be around people that want the same.

Sincerely, Ruben Contreras

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Ruben and more family during a visit

Ruben Contreras
CSP Solano B7-138u
P.O. Box 4000
Vacaville California 95696

Joseph Bell

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Joe Bell

Joseph Bell Jr., #K30059, 7-235
CSP-Solano, P.O. Box 4000, Vacaville, Ca. 95696

Thank you for taking time out of your day to look at my profile and the LWOP page, I would like it to be known that I am a Husband, Father, Grandfather, and Uncle that is passionate about giving back to
my community.

While incarcerated I was instrumental in helping over 300 at-risk youth, earned my AA Degree in Social Science, Certified Microsoft Specialist in Word, Excel, and PowerPoint, and I am now actively facilitating and mentoring Youthful Offenders in the Life Line program sponsored by L.W.O.P. (Lifers With Optimistic Progress).

I stand convicted of a 1995 felony-murder or murder with the special circumstance of robbery to which I am not guilty, although I do accept some responsibility. I was not convicted as the “actual killer” and I am hoping to bring some light to this unconstitutionally vague law that was illegally enacted from 1990 to 1996, according to the California Constitution Art.II§10(b). “If provisions of 2 or more measures approved at the same election conflict those of the measure receiving the highest affirmative vote shall prevail.”

Data Facts About lwop 1990 – 2015

In 1990 there were two initiatives, Proposition 114 and Proposition 115, that the California voters
voted on. Proposition 114 won, but the Legislatures enacted both initiatives, which resulted in two
versions of Cal. Penal Code §190.2 in violation of Cal. Constitution. (see Yoshisato v. Superior Court 2 Cal. 4th 978).

This illegal Proposition 115 law allowed minors age, 16 and 17 to be sentenced to life without the possibility of parole (LWOP); it allowed non-killers and or aiders and abettors to receive LWOP or the death penalty and exploded the prison population and Level IV maximum security California prisons.

As of 9/30/2015 CDCR reports California is holding 5,012 prisoners sentenced to LWOP whether or not they were under 18 of the actual killer, because there is no clear definition of reckless indifference to human life or who is a “major participant” in this vague law.

Twenty-five (25) years later the California Supreme Court on July 9, 2015 is attempting to fix
this wrong (see People v. Banks, 61 Cal. 4th 788), stating “it would be impermissible for a state legislature to declare all participation in broad classes of felony murders, such as Burglaries or robberies, punishable by death without further inquiry into each individual defendant’s mental state.”

I hope these facts shed a little light on injustice in our judicial system and how very important
your vote is. If I could vote, I would. Please vote for Proposition 57 and Proposition 62.

Thank you,
Sincerely, Joseph Bell Jr.
Founder of E.D.G.E.

Carlos Foster

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Carlos Foster

Carlos Foster
CDCR# F67464

“The Life of Being a LWOP On a Journey Trying To Regain My Redemption From My Past Transgressions While In Prison”

Hi my name is Carlos and like many LWOPs, I am another “Youth Offender” that unfortunately has made bad decisions that put me at the mercy of California broken system.

In 2005, when I was 19 years of age I was arrested and charged with Murder, Robbery, I was convicted in 2006 of all charges when I was 21 years of age. The Prosecution used the Felony-Murder Rule (FMR) which lessoned the Prosecutor’s burden of proving every element of the crime and made it easier to secure my conviction. The FMR only requires proof of an intent to commit the underlying felony, (Robbery) to receive a sentence of life without the possibility of parole.

So through my communication I hope and pray that, when you hear my story and others who are LWOPs, please let it encourage Friends, Families, Churches, Grassroots Organizations, and Legislatures to adopt and/or support me and all LWOPs in our cause for Redemption.

Born and raised in a broken home in Oakland, Ca. by my Mother, a single parent trying the best she could to raise three (3) kids on her own. I never really knew my Father because he drowned and died when I was only 3 years of age, (sighs). As I got older, I felt that growing up fast could help my Mother and myself.

The loss of my Father created the very first stages of me seeking approval where my Father’s knowledge, wisdom, and guidance was very much needed. By not having a father, I sought a father figure in all the wrong places, and in people that never had my best interest in their hearts. Being misled by strangers in the street (drug dealers) and even some people in my family, I was misled to their own drug addiction and alcohol. So when I was 12 years old I began to emulate the drug dealers that I saw and looked up to in the streets, being around this abnormal repetitive environment throughout my entire young life growing up, the “abnormal” became “normal” to me.

At 16 years old unfortunately I lost my Mother, and from this tragic loss of my Mother, the pain and grief I was feeling I had never experienced or felt in my entire life, and not wanting to ever feel this kind of pain again, I turned off my “humanity”, and it turned me into a different person that I couldn’t even recognize. Too far gone, and out of control, was the cause of me losing control.

For almost l2 years now I haveve been incarcerated in State Prison, surviving life without the possibility of parole, plus, 25 years to life for a gun enhancement. Bound by concrete walls, shackled and chained to the restraints that bind my flesh.

I have finally, through my journey of almost 12 years, matured mentally, spiritually, and physically. As of 2016, I have been constantly working on improving myself through active participation in A.A., a Socialization Group, earned my G.E.D., and through the Mental Health Lifer Group I have gained new insight in myself and Life too! For instance, through my Socialization Self Help Group, I am now able to identify my “anti-social” behaviors, and it gave me the tools I need to continue working every day for a better me and practice good “Social Skills” that I’ll need in society to live a more productive life! God Bless.

Download a PDF flyer of Carlos’ story here