about how the government superseded the State of California, not only by trying to convict me of legally growing marijuana under the guidelines of the State of California, Prop 215, but by lying to do so.

This is a story from where I ended up to how I got there in the first place, being the only one with an appointed attorney in my case, while my codefendants had high-profile paid counseling.

Where loyalty is tested, and lies conflict with the actual facts.

Where there is corruption in the FBI to get a conviction.

Where you find out who your real friends are when shit hits the fan.

This story runs parallel to how the government trumps state laws. Which I considered entrapment, a catch-22--or, in this case, a catch-420.