by Angel Shamaya

February 13, 2002

KeepAndBearArms.com -- Arizona gunkit maker Bob Stewart will remain in the federal prison in Florence, Arizona until his sentencing hearing, currently scheduled for April 8, 2002. His wife, Naomi, was notified by phone late yesterday.

Mr. Stewart was found guilty by a jury of his something-other-than-peers of being a felon in possession of guns and of possessing unregistered machine guns -- a hundred years ago, he wouldn't have even been a blip on the government's radar as he's never committed a crime against a person. But that was before the BATF Gun and Liberty Thieves started being the raging anti-American hired criminals they are so adept at being -- back when you could buy a 20mm cannon through the mail, and a machinegun at the hardware store without even giving your real name.  (If the seller of the machinegun at the hardware store had insisted on your name, he'd have been considered rude and maybe even told to piss off.)

Naomi Stewart broke the bad news to her husband when he called some time later -- she can't place calls to him, of course. Fortunately, she's able to see him. And I do mean see him. "I'm not allowed to touch my husband at this facility," she explained. "I talk to him on a telephone and look at him through plate glass. The only thing I'm allowed to take into the building is my driver's license -- I can't even take a coat in there."

Take a time machine back a hundred years and tell this ugly story to the hardware salesman who carries full auto rifles and he would probably think you were smoking that wacky weed that hadn't yet been outlawed to create the lucrative, illicit drug trade of all those "banned" drugs people use every day in America, the ban being so effective and all. But I digress, as usual.

The Stewarts are looking for a capable attorney to help draft an effective appeal in hopes of reuniting Mr. Stewart with his wife and three young boys. They know it's an uphill climb in the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals -- the court who ruled, absurdly, in California, that the right of the people to keep and bear arms isn't about the people. One would think that a judge could read plain English, could read a slew of quotes from the people who made America America, but I suppose that's too much to expect from people who administer statutes as if they are above the Constitution and the historical facts behind the Bill of Rights. Sorry for the rant, I'm feeling sadness for this good man and his beautiful family -- and a lot of disgust over what used to be a "justice system."

There are a couple of things you can do to send some love and support the Stewarts' way...

BUY STUFF FROM THEM

Mrs. Stewart is selling a few things on StewartGallery.net and Maadi-Griffin.com. Included are Plan Books for the Maadi-Griffin .50 Caliber Gun Kit the BATF ruined this man's life over.  They also sell Bob's artwork, parts for the .50 (not the receiver, which has been arbitrarily and capriciously dubbed "a firearm"), a piece of property and a few other items. Soon, they'll be selling a boat, a car and perhaps many other things -- that's what happens when your income goes from upper middle class to nada.

SEND BOB A FRIENDLY LETTER, SUPPORT.

If you would like to send Bob a letter, he'll surely appreciate hearing from people who know he did nothing wrong. "Anyone that wants to write him a letter to encourage him would be a big help," Mrs. Stewart asked me to report. "Just know that anything you send will be read by the people who run the facility... screened and censored." You can also send pictures -- not polaroids, as things can be hidden in them, things like "banned" drugs you can buy down the street with the "banned" guns you can buy down the street -- and money orders.

Speaking of money, did you know that in a federal detention center like the one where yet another red-blooded American is now staying, you cannot bring your own clothes, your wife cannot send you a good toothbrush or your favorite shaving cream, that you cannot even bring your favorite "BATF Thugs Worship Satan" T-shirt? Well, if you didn't, now you do. You can receive money orders and buy what you require to survive on the inside, even if you've never harmed a flea in your entire life. And money orders are the only way to help political prisoners like Bob Stewart buy whatever inferior crap they peddle. Kinda goes along with the Federal Detention Telephone Racket they've got going -- for Bob Stewart to call out, according to his wife, it costs him $3 to make the call and a buck for each minute thereafter, charged collect to whomever he calls. (No income for the family, and Naomi kinda needs to talk to her husband a bit these days, as you might imagine, and it probably wouldn't feel so good on Bob's end to have her refuse charges. Did I mention that they honestly thought there'd be at least one Real American on the jury and that he'd be at home with his family right now?)

Here is the exact scribble to put on the envelope that will be opened by Stewart's jailers:

C.A.D.C. (Central Arizona Detention Center)
Gentleman Robert Stewart (RKBA!)  [Note: You don't have to put the "RKBA!" on there, but I do.]
#45338008
XX110
P.O. Box 6300
Florence, AZ 85232

CONNECT THEM WITH AN ATTORNEY.

If you know someone in the legal profession who has the skill and attitude to take on these non-Americans in an appeal, touching base with Naomi would be a really welcome thing to do. Only the serious need apply, please -- she's got her hands full scrambling to figure out what life gets to be like now. Use the phone. (480) 325-5623

PRAY FOR THE FUTURE OF WHAT IS LEFT OF AMERICA

We need it.

Sentencing Hearing, again, is April 8th, in Judge Roslyn O. Silver's courtroom, Washington & 4th Avenue in Phoenix. She's got a wide berth on the amount of time she can give him. "We're praying she's lenient," Naomi said to me, just before we ended the call. "If we lose an appeal in the 9th Circuit, it could take three years before our case is heard in the Supreme Court."

AFTERTHOUGHTS

I keep on thinking about something that happened here in Flagstaff, Arizona recently. In my own neighborhood, actually. We recently started a Neighborhood Watch program. A couple of very friendly local police officers came out and helped us figure out a few things about tightening up security in more a teamlike framework. We traded numbers with people we hadn't met yet and talked about some of the things that have been happening in the area.

One of my neighbors reports that he was awakened at 2am with a light on downstairs. He wasn't sure, but thought it might be his son returning early for a weekend trip home from college. He thought a day early was odd, so he went downstairs and found a man in his living room. All my neighbor took down there was a flashlight. The burglar ran away, unscathed, and he got away with a few things, too.

My next door neighbor and I shot glances at each other, knowing we'd be talking as soon as the meeting was over. A former helicopter pilot in Vietnam, this man is a fairly matter-of-fact guy. "I'd have smoked him," he said. "Me too," I echoed, smiling, frustrated that our neighbor had just let some punk go, surely to enter someone else's home in the middle of the night. (My "I'd have smoked him" neighbor and I went shooting together a couple of weeks ago. Helluva Patriot, this one. He and I have a couple of very helpful agreements in place.)

Sure enough. Next Neighborhood Watch meeting, a couple of weeks later, we hear another report of a middle-of-the-night break-in, just a stone's throw from the home where our first neighbor let this punk get away. This time, a woman woke up at 2am with THE SAME GUY standing over her bed. She screamed, he ran away. Fortunately, the police caught up with him nearby and busted him.

POINT:  The police caught the guy this time, after two people failed to do their duty. Turns out he'd served time in prison for, I believe, armed robbery and more than one burglary, and that he'd been arrested on felony charges EIGHT TIMES.

Guess how long the guy was held in jail? Go ahead. Take a guess.

ONE DAY.

So how long is Judge Roslyn O. Silver going to keep Bob Stewart from his boys and his wife? I suppose we'll know on April 8th, but he's already been in there longer than a guy who goes into women's bedrooms at 2am and stands over them in the dark.