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Part X : 1987-1990 Poona-Two : Investigation
of American persecution
My attorney, Swami Prem Niren, is sitting here. He is now doing
deep research into what was going on behind the screen when I
was arrested in America. And such hilarious facts are coming out!
One cannot figure out whether this world is sane or a big madhouse.
mani23
He has been going through all the jails where they mistreated
me in every possible way. And they are lying—I have to speak
with Niren about the points where they are absolutely lying. I
have an inner, intuitive guarantee that in the Oklahoma jail I
was poisoned, poisoned with thallium, which has shown its effects
over the last two years….
And in Oklahoma—Niren has been there—they simply
denied that I have been in that jail….
But I was not alone in the car. Another prisoner, a woman, was
also sitting by my side. I told her, "Listen carefully to
what is being said." Niren has to find that woman, because
all records have disappeared—records about me, records about
that woman, because she will be the witness. When Niren reached
there he found that on their computer there is no record. They
have made their records on the computer since 1986. He had to
force his way, insist that "I have an absolute guarantee
that he has been in this jail and I want to look into the records
in your basement."…
Niren found the document and he has brought a photocopy of the
document, but my signature is missing. Still, that document indicates
one thing: "David Washington, Rajneeshpuram, Oregon."
And that is in the handwriting of the U.S. Marshall of that jail.
My feeling is they have simply destroyed the form on which I have
signed, knowing that it will create difficulty, and they have
filled in another form. I would like Niren to go back to Oklahoma,
because the question is very simple, that on this form there is
no signature, either of Shree Rajneesh or at least of David Washington.
Some signature is needed; otherwise what is the JUSTIFY">Niren
found the document and he has brought a photocopy of the document,
but my signature is missing. Still, that document indicates one
thing: "David Washington, Rajneeshpuram, Oregon." And
that is in the handwriting of the U.S. Marshall of that jail.
My feeling is they have simply destroyed the form on which I have
signed, knowing that it will create difficulty, and they have
filled in another form. I would like Niren to go back to Oklahoma,
because the question is very simple, that on this form there is
no signature, either of Shree Rajneesh or at least of David Washington.
Some signature is needed; otherwise what is the value of this
record?…
And these people go on lying. He said to Niren, "I treated
Shree Rajneesh the best. In no other jail he was treated the way
I treated him." In fact the truth is that I was treated the
worst in Oklahoma. And I have witnesses. Just by chance they put
me in an isolation cell with a small window—and the glass
of the window was completely dark, so dirty you could not figure
out what was beyond the window. But just across from me there
was another person. I don't know him, but one thing is certain:
he was an orthodox Hindu sannyasin, because he had orange robes.
And his face…I tried in every way to clean the window and
to see that man, and just a few days ago that man was here—perhaps
he may still be here—and he told Anando, "I am a witness
that Shree Rajneesh was brought to Oklahoma and was put into the
cell just across from me."
Niren has to find the girl, who was released that very night.
She is a fat girl, nearabout thirty years of age—but a courageous
one; almost a jailbird. The way she was behaving in the jail was
as if it were almost her home. Niren has just to advertise in
Oklahoma and the girl will respond.
Niren has also to ask the pilot of the plane, because there is
only one U.S. Marshall's plane—that makes things simple.
They all became very friendly to me—the pilot, the co-pilot,
and a woman who was serving food to people. And they all felt
that this was strange: "From North Carolina it is only five
or six hours' flight to Oregon, and you are being tortured unnecessarily
for twelve days!…
And when these government people say things to you—I have
to listen to Niren's interviews; he has brought all the tapes—don't
trust them. Because in those twelve days they were all lying to
me.
Just by chance Niren met Judge Leavy, who finally gave me the
punishment of four hundred thousand dollars, deportation for five
years from America…and for fifteen years if I come back
to America and commit any crime, then there will be no trial for
it; I will be jailed. It will be enough that somebody has complained
against me. Niren met him on the plane and for two hours they
were together….
Perhaps he has also been bribed in the same way, because now he
has moved to a higher court. Just one step more and he can move
to the Supreme Court. If he is a man of any guts, he should admit
that he was not concerned with justice, he was concerned with
his own promotion.
I can understand Niren's difficulty, but you have to gather courage
and you have to encounter these people. mani12
Just today I have received the whole investigation report. I
had asked them whether they have investigated how the bomb entered
the jail with all their security and how it managed just to be
under my seat. Now comes long report with so many contradictions
and stupidities.
The report says that at four o'clock, just after the judgment
was given by federal judge Leavy against me, an anonymous phone
call came to the police station, to the jail, and to a television
station, that a bomb had been placed under a certain seat in the
visitor's room. And the report says—it is from the police
department of Portland—that "we searched the whole
place, we evacuated the whole ground floor. But it was only a
threat, no bomb was found."
I have asked my legal secretary to write to them, "If you
had evacuated the whole ground floor, why did you take me to that
ground floor? You evacuated everybody from the ground floor and
immediately you took me there." The first thing I had noticed
was that there was nobody on the ground floor, where there used
to be hundreds of people working. I asked the man who had taken
me there, "What happened to all the people—some kind
of holiday?" If it was a bomb threat, then certainly they
should not have taken me on that ground floor….
Looking at the police department's report, it is absolutely clear
that now they are trying to make it simply a rumor. But if it
was a rumor, why did they evacuate the prison? And if they believed
in the rumor and evacuated the prison, they should not have taken
me in there. It is so clear…. So what they have been doing
for investigation is finding out who phoned. They found out the
locality from where the call had come, but in that locality there
are many people and many phones. That is the end of the street.
The investigation has stopped. Where to go from there? satyam14
Just the other day one man has been caught as a murderer and
he confessed in the court that he was offered the opportunity,
at whatever cost, to bomb the house where I lived in the commune.
He went there, but seeing that it was too well guarded he did
not dare. But his statement shows that people were trying to kill
me, and now they are trying in a psychological way. shanti12
Two days ago a sannyasin informed me that a man has been jailed
in America for one and a half years. And the charge was that he
had advertised in 1984, while I was there, that he was willing
to kill anybody if half a million dollars were made available
to him. From this advertisement he was caught. And the sannyasin
went to the jail to ask the man, "Did you receive any answer
to your advertisement?"
He said, "I did, I received it from a government agency.
But I am a professional killer, and I know how governments work.
They will promise you half a million dollars—and they gave
me the whole plan…"
We had a small lake near the entrance of the commune, Krishnamurti
Lake. They had given him a plan, knowing that I always went for
a drive past Krishnamurti Lake…and that is a silent place;
the commune is left behind, and for twenty miles there is nobody.
"So you plant a bomb there which functions from remote control.
And you hide—we will tell you where. We will take you there
by helicopter so nobody can trace it. And after the car and the
person in it have exploded, we will take you away in the helicopter."
But a professional killer knows perfectly well…. He simply
refused. He knows that governments do this business, but they
never give the money. On the contrary, you perform, and then they
give you a shot, so that all evidence is removed. Instead of half
a million dollars, you receive death as a reward. That is a well-known
fact all around the world.
Government agencies go on killing people, and they always kill
the killer. In that way money is saved, and also the evidence
is removed. Knowing this, he refused. But because he had advertised,
the court sent him to jail although he had not committed anything.
This new evidence shows the interest of the American government
in killing me. This sannyasin is trying to find more and more
sources. He wants to write a whole book* about the conspiracy
to murder me. zenman09
*A Passage to America by Max Brecher (Book Quest Publishers, Bombay
1993)
President George Bush was very angry with me because of my Rolls
Royces. But my ninety-three Rolls Royces cost only five point
three million dollars—and I was not the owner of them, they
belonged to different people who had donated to a trust.
George Bush, I have come to know from very intimate friends of
the White House, was very much against me. Again and again he
was criticizing me: "The world is poor. Why does this man
have ninety-three Rolls Royces?" As he became president,
a special Lincoln Continental limousine was made for him. It took
three years to make it, and six hundred thousand dollars; and
he forgot all about what he had been saying about me.
I want to remind him, "You have still a second-rate car."
My sannyasin, Avirbhava, has a Rolls Royce here for me. It is
the greatest Rolls Royce that has ever been made by the Rolls
Royce company.
George Bush is going to spend thirty million dollars on his inauguration
as president—and this same fellow was talking about my Rolls
Royces. And they were not mine. I don't own anything; I have enough
friends around the world to take care of me….
My interest was something else: to provoke the jealousy of the
American so-called rich. And I succeeded absolutely. Even the
president was jealous, the vice president was jealous. The super-rich,
Rockefeller and others, were feeling defeated. For the first time
somebody had made them appear poor. That was the purpose; otherwise,
what is the use? I cannot ride in two Rolls Royces simultaneously.
They were all of the same model, they all looked the same from
the inside—and I was not sitting on the bonnet!
In America, three million people are dying of cold and hunger,
and President George Bush is spending thirty million dollars just
for his inauguration. Jimmy Carter managed his reception on only
three million dollars. If Jimmy Carter can manage on three million
dollars—and that too was too much—then why can George
Bush not manage?
Has he forgotten all about me?
Now it is my turn to hit him as hard as I can. yaku03
Footnote: An unknown Dr Gilada gains world-wide press coverage
when he accuses Osho of having AIDS. It seems he has been receiving
large funds for his new institute from undisclosed American sources,
indicating that he was bribed to accuse of Osho of having AIDS.
Osho did not comment on this. see Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh: the
Most Dangerous Man Since Jesus Christ, by Sue Appleton (Rebel
Publishing)
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