Monthly Archives: October 2016

Master of Puppets

Gullibility:  A failure of social intelligence in which a person is easily tricked or manipulated into a misguided course of action.

Credulity:  A readiness or willingness to believe or trust too readily, especially without proper or adequate evidence.

Classes of people especially vulnerable to gullibility and credulity include children, the elderly, those with developmental disabilities, and the entire Pittsfield Massachusetts Police Department. In children, gullibility and credulity are cute. In the elderly and developmentally disabled, gullibility and credulity are unfortunate facts of life. Within law enforcement, gullibility and credulity are deeply flawed character traits.

Pittsfield detectives are especially susceptible to impoverished thinking…swallowing information naively and completely without asking common sense questions regarding its reliability or factual basis. They have a marked tendency to become easily convinced by details that bear little validity, or even no validity at all, as long as the information fits into their irrational notions. Such counterfactual thinking not only makes them shortsighted, it renders them dangerous.

I fell victim to the gullibility and credulity of Pittsfield detectives firsthand by way of a convicted felon who manipulated them like a puppet master.  Marrionettes dancing on strings, the sleuths mindlessly followed a trail of bread crumbs, oblivious that they were being played. The felon to whom I’m referring – a man who served over a decade in prison for robbing homes in Pittsfield and surrounding towns – duped detectives into arresting me in regard to incidents that were later proven to have never occurred.  Imagine, a gaggle of law enforcement idiots, drooling over fabricated evidence and facts strategically spoon fed by of all people a career criminal. Your tax dollars at work!

The fiasco began when I had the ex convict picked up by Pittsfield police and held for questioning. He’d been terrorizing a female friend of mine for months while detectives sat around with their thumbs in their butts, ignoring her repeated pleas for police intervention. (Read my April 19, 2016 blog post titled Wrong Priorities).  During their half-hearted interrogation detectives managed to divulge my name and address.  The felon was then released, no legal charges pending.

As the felon nonchalantly strolled from the police station, armed with my identity, he formulated a plan to seek retribution.

The rest is history…

Google Thy Name

Google the name William F. Thornton III and you’ll find very disturbing information. The Pittsfield Massachusetts Police Department knows this information isn’t true but that doesn’t seem to matter. Berkshire superior court judge Daniel Ford knows this information isn’t true but that doesn’t seem to matter. What matters is that my story remains secret. What matters is that sordid details remain concealed from the public.

What you won’t find on Google is the truth: Nothing in print regarding a Richmond Massachusetts citizen – a law biding individual with no criminal history – who had his life unjustly and irrevocably altered by the most corrupt law enforcement entity in the state. Nor will you find anything regarding the superior court judge who has taken great pains to conceal the illicit investigation against me.

In September of 2013 I wrapped up an eight-year prison sentence for a crime I didn’t commit. In fact, I was two towns away when the crime occurred. I was 42-years-old when the handcuffs were slapped around my wrists. I am now fifty-three. I want my former life back, I want my integrity restored, and I want my bogus criminal record erased. But most importantly, I want those responsible to be exposed and held accountable. I can think of only one way to accomplish this: Solicit the help of local media to “call out” District Attorney David Capeless. I want a showdown in the street with plenty of witnesses. A retrial in which all is publicly revealed.  But this will never happen. The Berkshire Eagle, Pittsfield’s only newspaper, won’t print my story.

Granting me a retrial would prove devastating for Pittsfield police administration because I possess myriad evidence, (e.g., legal documents, official reports, affidavits, and trial transcript excerpts), that unequivocally and irrefutably dismantle the entire Pittsfield police organization. The materials were procured while I was incarcerated thanks to the tenacious efforts of two criminal defense attorneys and a pair of highly trained private investigators. Everyone involved concurs that nothing compares to the corrupt activity perpetrated within Pittsfield’s unmonitored police department. Judge Daniel Ford is fully aware of this. As a result he’s done everything possible to preclude me from setting foot inside a courtroom. If the Bernard F. Baran, Jr case has taught us anything, it’s that judge Daniel Ford is little more than a coward.

I openly and publicly invite Capeless to accept a deal. A carved-in-stone, legally binding written agreement in which no party can renege. It’s to be drafted through the collaborative effort of two attorneys, one representing each side. If Capeless has nothing to hide, if he’s sure that I’m merely blowing smoke, if the Pittsfield Police Department is a paragon of virtue, then he should harbor no concerns. I’m seeking a highly publicized superior court retrial with plenty of newspaper reporters in attendance. The signed agreement will state:  If I’m found guilty a second time, I’ll serve another eight years in prison. That’s correct, eight additional years.  However, if I’m found not guilty then my criminal record is to be expunged and the entire Pittsfield Police Department is to be thoroughly investigated by an outside entity.

I’m waiting…