This is a true story that may very well happen to
you, your husband or wife, children, brothers and sisters, and parents. It could happen today, tomorrow, next week,
or maybe next year. For these truthful
horrors touch one in every five families each year. The likelihood of it touching and destroying you and yours
becomes greater with each passing day.
Do not be foolish enough to wrongfully think it can't or won't happen to you. These horrors that surround you are kept secreted from you by the
overwhelmingly corrupt courts, judges, attorneys, politicians, and the entire
despicable news media that covers it all up and brainwashes you each and every
day of your life. If the news media
were not the true cowards that they are, this horrendous truth would not be
continuing on a daily basis all over this country as it has been since the
Salem Witch trials, where they murdered twenty-one innocent people, and are
continually murdering innocent people all over the world, with impunity--.
The Author survived the hidden horrors that are kept
secreted behind those allegedly hallowed halls of justice, where defenseless
men are beaten far beyond repair by police, guards, and each other. They are left to suffer severe pain, and
often death, on cold, filthy cement floors, with only God or the devil to aid
them. Their very next breaths often are
their last. It is a place where hell
and anguish surround you every minute of every day, and screams of horror and
pain fill your trembling mind all through the dark and seemingly never ending,
treacherous nights. It is a place where
men and women alike become animals as pigs in their own sties. This writer wrote it all down as it happened
in his three books, The Deal Makers, The Cesspool, and now, Hell
Hole.
Hell
Hole
by
Franklin D. Vipperman
Chapter ONE
Looking back now, it is
difficult to believe that I somehow managed to keep from losing my mind. I
suppose the only thing that actually saved it was the promise I made myself --
that I would come out of this nightmare as good a man as I was when I went
in...or better. Still, sitting here looking at this stark white page makes me
wonder how I managed to get this far without being killed or going mad long,
long ago. Oh, it's not all bad. Whoever said “the pen is mightier than the
sword,” certainly told a truth that has given me the courage to see me through
this never-ending nightmare, and never-forgotten hell on earth....and to warn
others about how easy it is to fall into the pit
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The Hell Hole is first and foremost a
place. The Clark County Jail, located right in the center of downtown Las
Vegas, Nevada, is where this Hell
Hole existed, and still does. I was thrown into that pit of hell and
then deserted by my alleged defense attorney, Harry Eugene Claiborne. Perhaps
he was worse than most, but his desertion is actually commonplace behavior for
almost every attorney in this country. What happened to me happens in almost
every city and town all over this country on a daily basis. Claiborne left me to
the police and prosecutors, who were framing me for murder, and there wasn’t a
damn thing on this earth that I could do about it. I hope you never have to
learn this for yourself....
Incidentally, my name is
Franklin Delano Vipperman, and this is a true story: Hopefully you have read,
or will read, The Deal Makers and The Cesspool,
two other books I wrote. Those books detail the true stories of my experiences
with the overwhelmingly corrupt judicial system, police, prosecutors, judges,
courts, attorneys, politicians, prisons, and pardon and parole boards....in
other words, how it all began....