My Friend Christian Williams


15 Jun
15Jun

Christina, My Friend

By: C.Z. Knight-McManus

 (I have surrendered copyright claims for the purpose of aiding Christi's cause)

 

A national tragedy is stealing the soul of our nation and the lives of innumerable individuals who have fallen prey to its merciless nature. I speak of the opioid epidemic and the devastation left in its path as it races through communities like a juggernaut borne from the fires of hell.

While countless villages, towns and cities wrestle with the demon, Scioto County, Ohio, can be considered “ground zero” in this calamity. With a 2017 population of 76,000 residents, the economics of the county have fallen on hard times and remains in a desperate state despite the reported booming economy the White House boasts of.

It should be no mystery to my readers how drugs, illegal narcotics, crime and official corruption fill the void when economic opportunity flees a once prosperous community like Portsmouth, the county seat of Scioto County. At one time over 40,000 good paying blue-collar jobs enabled the citizens of Portsmouth to earn a fair wage. Today, Portsmouth has half the population it did during 1940 and is known as “the pill mill capital of the United States.” Instead of prosperity, we find desolation and inordinate levels of drug addiction with the ever-present overdose 911 calls in much of the city.

Four years ago, while looking over prison inmate pen-pal profiles in search of someone who had a long sentence to write about, I stumbled upon a profile from a woman in the Ohio prison system. Her plea for a pen-pal gave the impression as genuine; her sentence is "life," while not being eligible for parole unit December 2076; she will be 103 years old in 2076. I sent a letter the following day.

Her name is Christina. Over the past four years we have become close friends which warranted a drive to her prison near Columbus for a visit last summer. The story of Christina is painfully typical. Being from Portsmouth, her life became involved with opioids leading to the death of a drug dealer and a woman. While Christina associated with the individuals who committed the homicides, she was not involved with the killings. By her own admission, Christina was a junkie playing the game for drugs. Scioto County law enforcement, who, according to well-placed sources, claim local police are protecting the same drug trade. Coincidentally, the deceased drug dealer was reported to be “one of the protected," and provided drugs to Christina. Did Christina know too much?

Like so many others, Christina believed the lie of the justice system seeking justice. In her case, the lie sent her to a lifetime in prison while the corruption and drug epidemic runs amok. If this were not enough, the opioid epidemic took the life of her little sister late last year after being given a “hot shot” from a man who is now awaiting trial for her death.

In the coming weeks this blog shall continue to write about Christina Williams, her efforts to fight the wrongful conviction, police corruption and unequal justice for the poor and indigent.

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