The Onset of Disability (Part Two) | Operation Bridgewater

"If good does not accumulate, it is not enough to make a name for a man.
If evil does not accumulate, it is not enough to destroy a man.

Therefore the inferior man thinks,
"Goodness in small things has no value," and so neglects it.
He thinks, "Small sins do no harm," and so does not give them up.

Thus his sins accumulate until they can no longer be covered up,
and his guilt becomes so great, that it can no longer be wiped out."
Confucius

"We're gonna dig up all of your dirt until we're at the bottom of you." - Mister Al

"According to the Social Security Administration, the onset of my disability came on April 15, 2004." - Alfred Wiggins Jr., a.k.a. Al Wiggins Jr., a.k.a. Mister Al.


The following dialogue is from:
The Deposition of Alfred Wiggins Jr.*,
transcribed by
Copley Court Reporting, Inc.
October 27, 2008
This interview features:
Q: Mr. Jim Cox, Esq., Attorney for the defendants.
A: Mister Al: The Plaintiff.

The Onset of Disability
Part Two
A: There was nobody outside. I said, okay, okay. And he had me put my briefcase on the squad car. Now, at the time I did this, my angina started kicking in, and I remember getting scared here because I remember angina, and it's not good stuff. So I asked him if I could get a drink of water. I didn't tell him I was having angina, but I did ask for a drink of water. He said okay. And I told him the water was in my briefcase. He looked at me kind of strange. I said, "Look in it yourself, there's nothing in there but my homework and a bottle of water." He said, "Go ahead and open it up." I did, got the water, drained it. I put the empty back in my briefcase, then said, "Okay, go ahead."

So they put the cuffs on me, or they put whatever on me to restrain my hands, wrists and they began to search me. So the chief went in this pocket here in the jacket --

Q: Just so the record will be clear, you're showing us the interior pocket of your leather coat?

A: Yes, top left.

Q: With the zipper?

A: Got the wallet out, counted the money in front of me, which was very important. There was a little over a thousand dollars, child support money, all of it. And he put it back in front of me, no tricks. And he sniffed me. He said, "You been smoking something?" I said "I've been smoking [cigarettes]," and I had been [smoking against the advice of my primary care physician]. He said, "Are you sure?" I said "My car is in the parking lot, [and I gave him my license plate number for], Rhode Island. My keys are in my right jacket pocket, feel free to search." He said, "Okay, never mind."

And I'm not sure what happened after that, except that I got put in the car. And, oh yes, I was still having angina, but the chief was talking to [one of his men]. The sergeant was driving. And the sergeant, I had this belief, I have this belief from the Army, that usually the lowest ranking individual of the group is usually the stand-up guy.

So I said, "Look, can you tell me, where are you guys taking me?" He said, "Look, as far as I know, we're just taking you to the hospital, that's it. I said, "Okay, that's fine."

Q: Can I stop you there? I'm going to ask you more questions about the day, but let me back up a bit.

A: Sure.

Q: You said you had called the chief in the past?

A: Oh, yes.

Q: What had you called him about?

A: I called him about some very disturbing things I had seen on campus.

Q: What were they?

A: I had seen women walking around [in] broad daylight with black eyes. It's just the way I grew up...I was taught that if you see elderly people, children, or women, or any combination of those three, walking around in fear in broad daylight, there's something wrong in your community.

Q: How many women had you seen walking around with black eyes?

A: At least two, in one instance, consecutively.

Q: Had there been anything else that prompted you to call Chief Tillinghast?

A: No.

Q: How many times had you called the chief?

A: Never before that. Oh, I called him once and left a message.

Q: And then you said as you walked downstairs from the third floor of the library, you talked to him about a number of things.

A: Um-hmm.

Q: What were the things about which you spoke to the chief?

A: I told him I believed he had a problem on his hands, that he had a problem -- where I come from, we call it a problem with manhood. If you have males who believe they can circumvent the rights of a woman, or of women, by just slapping them around, beating them up to make themselves feel better, law enforcement has a problem. It's not about a psychiatrist or social worker; that's after the fact. Those are crimes. The first person you go to is a police officer.

A: What else did you talk to the chief about as you left the library and went out to the cruiser?

Q: Besides asking him if I was being charged with a crime, nothing.

End of Part Two

*Edited by Alfred Wiggins Jr.

Alfred Wiggins Jr v. Bridgewater State College, Bridgewater, MA | Original Complaint.pdf

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The Onset of Disability (Part One) | Operation Bridgewater

"According to the Social Security Administration, the onset of my disability came on April 15, 2004." - Alfred Wiggins Jr., a.k.a. Al Wiggins Jr., a.k.a. Mister Al. 
The following dialogue is from:
The Deposition of Alfred Wiggins, Jr.*,
transcribed by
Copley Court Reporting, Inc.
October 27, 2008
This interview features:
Q: Mr. Jim Cox, Esq., Attorney for the defendants.
A: Mister Al: The Plaintiff.

The Onset of Disability
Part One
Q. Do you recall going to Bridgewater State College on April 15, '04?
A. Oh, yes.
Q. What class did you have, if any?
A. I forget the name of the class, but I had a class that was taught by Professor [Zuwallack.]
Q. Do you recall what time your class started that day?
A. I'm thinking mid-morning, 10:00 or 10:30.
Q. How did you get to college that day?
A. I drove.
Q. Did you and your wife generally drive separately?
A. Separately, yes.
Q. So tell me what happened that day.

A. I took my -- actually, I was wearing this jacket. I took my homework, and I had a briefcase, a black briefcase, my homework in a folder and a bottle of water, and coffee, parked in the commuter parking lot where I always parked. I went to the library.

I got to the table where my group was, we studied in groups, and the head of my group told me that the professor wanted to meet [with me]. The professor tells me that the police want to talk to me, and that the chief was upstairs waiting for me. And I noted that the professor looked nervous, but I didn't give it any credence.

Anyway, I go to the third floor, and [Bridgewater State College Campus Police] Chief Tillinghast, and [a couple of his officers] were waiting for me. The chief introduced himself. He introduced his men. And I asked him if he had received my phone call because I had called [him]. I had left a message for him; I had some concerns about some things I had seen on campus. And he said no, but he wanted to talk to me because my wife had some concerns.

So I think we were at the rail. And he said my wife was worried about me, and she thought I should go to the hospital. Now, it seemed strange because I've talked with enough law enforcement officers, just talking to them, to where I know a vague statement when I hear it. And I didn't understand until he told me that he didn't want anybody else to hear what we were talking about. And that's when I believed that something went very wrong, something very serious had happened. And I believed that something had either happened to my wife or my child or both.

So, he said he was prepared to take me over to the hospital in his squad car, his men were prepared to take me to the hospital. And I said okay.

So, we're going back down the stairs. And as I'm going down the stairs, I was talking to the chief about a number of things. But after we got off the stairs, we're walking toward the entrance of the library. And I guess I must have been caught up in what I was saying because I didn't notice that the chief and his two men had formed a phalanx behind me. So I'm walking, here is the door to the library, I'm walking, and here the chief and his two men, they're in line. And I'm walking.

That strange feeling hit me again. I stopped, and I turned around, and I asked them, "Am I being arrested? Am I...charged with a crime?" And he said, "No, no, we're just taking you to the hospital." I smiled, and I said okay.

So I go outside with them. And as I get ready to get into the squad car, the chief tells me it's standard procedure to put people, I'm not exactly sure how he phrased this, but he told me it was standard procedure that I be put in handcuffs or something to that effect. Either way, he told me I was going to have to be put in handcuffs.

So I knew I had been tricked.

End of Part One

*Edited by Alfred Wiggins, Jr.

After 24 years at BSU, Onset's Dana Mohler-Faria wishes he could have helped 'one more'

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Happy Anniversary 2016

"If a time of scanty resources brings out an inner truth, one must not feel ashamed of simplicity. For simplicity is then the very thing needed to provide inner strength for further undertakings. Indeed, there need be no concern if the outward beauty of the civilization, even the elaboration of religious forms, should have to suffer because of simplicity. One must draw on the strength of the inner attitude to compensate for what is lacking in externals; then the power of the content makes up for the simplicity of form. There is no need of presenting false appearances to God. Even with slender means, the sentiment of the hear can be expressed." - The I Ching: Sun / Decrease (41)

Photo by Marcelo Bernardo

Today is the anniversary of my own private occupy. It was originally called Occupy BlipFm, but I changed the name to Occupy Hades a few years ago.

I first created this occupy because I worried about the students who were rising up at the time. Specifically, my concern was for the health and welfare of the students who were staging sit-ins and protests on campuses around the country. Because of my experiences at Bridgewater State College, I knew what it was like to have my civil rights violated and be falsely imprisoned with no advocate and no support from the campus community. More importantly, I knew of the pitfalls that students on campus might face should their administrators turn against them.

And so I decided to occupy an online radio station. I didn't know how to create one of my own at the time so I created an occupy at the music streaming website, Blip.fm.

Just like anything else worth doing, in the beginning it was a lot of work. After a while, I began to have fun with my new endeavor. I connected with some very interesting people and learned a lot about the world by reading other people's stories. However I had little control over the content that I wanted to program and share. So I begin to wander around different sites connected with Blip.fm. Eventually I chose to stuck with Twitter and Facebook.

From the time I arrived at Twitter, in what I call occupy mode, I saw it was a much different situation than simply being on a website for the sake of meeting people or seeking a job. I immediately liked the OWS movement because people were always reaching out to each other and freely sharing information. The compelling stories I read and heard led me to believe that what was taking place wasn't merely a passing fad.

Furthermore, before Occupy Wall Street I was basically just a shut-in trying to rejoin the game of life via the web. However, OWS gave the web a brand new meaning because I found a purpose. I realized that there were a lot of people in this country, just like me, who didn't have a voice before Occupy Wall Street. Some were disabled veterans who found advocates via the Occupy Wall Street movement. I too am a disabled veteran.

As I've told others many times before, a campus doctor's fraud rendered me disabled. Before the hoax, concocted by a campus psychologist, I was a stroke survivor trying to avoid disability. When I had my stroke I was still in college and so desperate to stay in school that I basically willed myself back to health with a lot of help from my primary care physician at the time. In fact, I avoided disability for a long time because I was able to keep moving forward while and stay in school though I was sick.

However, on April 15th 2004, all of that changed. While I was in college and fighting to stay off of disability, I was just fine. Yet once I was forcibly hospitalized at the behest of a dishonest doctor, that very day I became a disabled man. I'm still not sure exactly how I became disabled. I reported to class that day and I had no problems but, by the end of the day, my dreams of graduating from college were destroyed.

It is taken many years since that fateful day to unravel the hoax that was created for me. I was enraged when I first saw the doctor's notes, and the stereotypes she used to justify her actions. After I calmed down those notes took on a much greater meaning. I slowly realized to my horror that any veteran could be hospitalized simply by showing up to campus and reporting to class. That's all I did the day I was handcuffed and taken away by campus police.

So it's not enough to say that I demand justice. Yes, I may be disabled for the rest of my life. No, I may never have an opportunity to engage in gainful employment. However, what I can do is warn veterans about the possible pitfalls that await them. This project isn't about gloom and doom. This is just an account of my efforts to be a productive member of society, and of my ongoing efforts to finally get my degree.

Another reason this project so important to me and has been so important since my lawsuit against Bridgewater State College, is that I wasn't the only student to be forcibly hospitalized on that campus. I don't know if the other students were veterans. I don't even know their names or who they were. But through the process of discovery I found out to my horror that there was a total of five students who were forcibly hospitalized. Three were men of color, and two were white women.

God forbid that any of them where were veterans of our military. If they were, then I want my voice to be the one to tell of the pain that forced hospitalization and false imprisonment can inflict. More importantly, someone must explain how a doctor can create patients out of thin air using stereotypes about service members and the bold-faced lies.

The series Set Up To Fail isn't only about my experience as a veteran on a college campus. It also includes stories of, what I believe is, the discrimination I endured at the hands of people who are paid to help people get back on their feet after they become disabled.

If nothing else, this project will allow me to eventually put down the ghosts of a nightmare long past, so I don't have live out my existence as a spectator of life. Finally, I hope to help somebody, besides myself, overcome the unfair, unjust and evil acts of low minded individuals of power and influence who neglect their duties and serve no one but themselves.

The Unknown Student by © Al Wiggins Jr

"If even a good priest sees someone slandering the Law and disregards him, failing to reproach him, to oust him or to punish him for his offense, then that priest is betraying Buddhism.

But if he takes the slanderer severely to task, drives him off or punishes him, then he is my disciple and one who truly understands my teachings."
Shakyamuni Buddha

Photo by ©Al Wiggins Jr

Medical professionals
so full of knowledge
broke the law one day
at Bridgewater State College.

First came the slander,
then to hedge their bets,
they made sure to deprive me
of all due process.

Incorrigible, and heaping
sin upon sin, upon sin.
Three furies set a trap
for an unsuspecting man.

A doctor sent the police
looking for a wild beast.
Instead what they found
was a law-abiding priest.


This is for the unknown student.

The student who doesn't know that
on campus there are two sets of rules.
There's the set in the student handbook
and the other set that's hidden from view.

The student who doesn't know
about the hidden law,
can easily be victimized
due to that fatal flaw.

It doesn't matter if that student
honorably served our nation.
Any veteran can be a victim
of character assassination.

For when a doctor lies
no student is safe.
Before the student can react
the doctor can escape.

With the help of co-workers
the guilty can stay masked.
While the administration
simply takes you to task.



For when a social worker
is jaded and corrupt,
access and accommodations
are easy to disrupt.

Another doctor can repeat
any lie about you
then legitimize the hoax
by calling it a review.

So if you become disabled on campus
the way it happened to me
you can be refused all help
and simply be turned away.

When administrators
take no responsibilty,
for school employee
criminality,

they become liars
with cowardly hearts
and will protect those
that do their parts.

The Unknown Student by © Al Wiggins Jr

Alfred Wiggins Jr v Bridgewater State College.pdf

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Operation WarChild - Part One

Operation WarChild (Part One)
by Al Wiggins Jr

It's been a long time
since I've donned a fedora
and crept across the web
like a silent explorer.

Writing stories about a priest
who one day fell into Hell,
but at the time, those stories
didn't do so well.

But timing is everything
and wouldn't you know?
There's now a demand
for what I did years ago.

So I'm fixing and tweaking,
writing and proofreading.
Believe me, it's fun
and I'm far from done.

Behind the Veil of the Soul
I prepare things for you.
Just pay close attention
when I do what I do.

End of Part One
#OpWarChild Engaged

The Karmic Boomerang Returns

To whom it may concern:

The following post
was timed to coincide with
with the rising of
the Black Moon at 09:14pm
Eastern Standard Time:

Al Wiggins, Jr v. Bridgewater State College: Original complaint.pdf - https://t.co/f0s0ubZ6KZ #lawsuit #False imprisonment #CivilRights #law
— The Angry Taxpayer (@OccupyShame) January 31, 2014

"The guilty
may never occupy jail,
occupy prison
or occupy the pen,
but by the time
The Destroyers are done,
they will occupy shame."

Post by Thomas Dodd.

Al Wiggins Jr.
April 15, 2004

Operation Fedora
(#OpFedora)
Engaged

The Black Moon Portal
S.K.A.N.D.A.