On the evening of August 6, 1998 two Special Agents of the US Capitol Police (Threat Investigation Unit) forcibly entered my home, after frisking me for weapons, and proceeded to interrogate me about an allegation made by a DC employee that, earlier in the day, at the height of an enraged argument, I had threatened to kill two federal officers at point-blank range, execution style in the Capitol rotunda. Later investigation by Agent Steven Horan disclosed that said allegation was mistakenly based on a letter I had written to my psychiatrist (Stephen Quint, MD, July 27, 1998) and copied to a DC agency that factually summarized Mr. Race's violence-risk determination (an act of defamation); my supervisor's homicide-risk determination (an act of defamation); as well as the DC Corporation Counsel's determination that my coworkers had formed a reasonable apprehension that I might commit an armed, mass homicide (an act of defamation). Though I was exonerated of making unlawful threats, Officer Horan photo ID'd me to all federal officers assigned to the U.S. Capitol Building as a protective measure.
On August 7, 1998 Agent Horan advised me that the federal government (unbeknownst to me) had previously placed my name on a national registry of potential terrorists because of a letter I had written in 1996 to a local psychiatric facility (Center for Mental Health), inquiring into out-patient services. Said letter elaborated Mr. Race's violence-risk determination (an act of defamation) as well as my supervisor's homicide-risk determination (an act of defamation).
The following is the text of the hysterical letter, dated June 27, 1996, I had sent to the Center for Mental Health, which made its way to a national registry of potentially violent offenders. Although the letter refers to a presidential security threat, the U.S. Secret Service did not contact me about the letter. In fact, no state or federal law enforcement agency contacted me about the letter at the time I sent it; the first time I learned that the letter had raised law enforcement concerns was via S.A. Horan at U.S. Capitol Police headquarters on Friday August 7, 1998, more than two years later.
I had written the letter to establish that the George Washington University Medical Center, and specifically, my treating psychiatrist Dimitrios Georgopoulos (or Stuart Sotsky, M.D., director of out-patient care), had done nothing to help me locate alternative psychiatric care upon the termination of my association with GW as of June 30, 1996. I was attempting to prove that Dr. Georgopoulos's diagnosis of paranoid schizophrenia in February 1996, four months earlier, was not sincere and genuine; GW did not form a good faith belief that I suffered from paranoid schizophrenia.
The letter is manifestly self-serving and disingenuous since as of June 27, 1996, I had already registered with the D.C. Department of Mental Health Services to begin psychiatric treatment at the P Street Clinic run by Stephen D. Quint, M.D. In fact, my records indicate that I met with a social worker (Marjorie Heydt) at the P Street Clinic that very day, June 27, 1996.
Why did S.A. Horan show me the letter at all? I had the suspicion that he had hopes that I would find the letter embarrassing and deny that I had written the letter. Such a denial would constitute the act of lying to a federal officer, a prosecutable offence. In effect, I formed the belief that S.A. Horan's action in showing me the letter in the hopes that I would deny writing it constituted an attempt at entrapment.
So much the better for me! Now I know that my name is listed on a national registry of potentially violent offenders. Under the Americans With Disabilities Act, an employer may refuse to hire a disabled person if that individual "pose[s] a direct threat to the health or safety of other individuals in the workplace." The listing of my name on a national registry of potentially violent offenders is my meal ticket to permanent disability benefits!!
June 27, 1996
3801 Connecticut Ave., NW
Washington, DC 20008-4530
Center for Mental Health
4250 Connecticut Ave., NW
Please help me. My situation is gravely desperate. They say I could kill, and kill brutally. Beth, who do I turn to for help? Please help me, Beth. Please help me. Christie Robertson says I could kill, and kill violently--pump somebody full of bullets, splatter somebody's brains all over the street, pop somebody's guts all over. PLEASE HELP ME.
WHO DO I TURN TO? WHO DO I TURN TO?
I've been under investigation as a potential threat to the President of the United States. Please, Please Help me.
I desperately need psychiatric counseling. Dennis Race, an attorney manager at the law firm of Akin, Gump, Strauss, Hauer & Feld, says I need counseling. He says I could commit an act of violence at any time. Violence, Beth, violence--that's what Dennis says. You can talk to Dennis at 202 887-4028.
Remember those brains, remember those guts. Please, please, please please, please, please HELP ME.
The George Washington University Medical Center has thrown me out onto the street. I desperately need help. Dr. Stuart Sotsky has thrown me out onto the street. PLEASE HELP ME!!!!
Dennis Race apparently agrees that I could kill violently and brutally. Oh, those brains, Oh, those guts, oh, that blood.
PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME.