TeamTate Updates

Tate‘s Lawyer Interview: https://youtube.com/watch?v=DuujF9TAV3s

You call yourself Master, you crown yourself king, but he is not yours and he never will sing the hymn of surrender, the prayer of the chained you may conquer his body, but his soul stays unnamed. So lock him in darkness, let iron kiss skin, let blood mark the arena you drag him within. Let the walls learn his sorrow, let the stone learn his cry, but there are some parts of him even you cannot buy. You can bruise him to purple, you can break him to bone, you can strip him of everything he once called his own. You can drag him through shame until shame has no name, you can cover his body in ruin and blame. But hear me, false Master, and hear me well.. there are kingdoms in him that outlive hell. There are altars inside him no hand can profane, there are names written deeper than terror or pain. There is something God buried too far in his chest for your fists to discover, your chains to possess. And when you have emptied him, bloodied the floor, when you think there is nothing inside him anymore, when you stand there believing you finally have won... that is when you will learn what you have never undone. His soul will rise quietly, black winged and bright, like something once buried returning at night. It will stand in the ashes of all you destroyed, and look at your kingdom and call it a void. So force him to kneel. Make a throne of his pain. Call yourself holy. Call yourself sane. Tell heaven you broke him. Tell hell he obeyed. But God knows the difference between bowed and afraid. And I swear by the blood you believed made him weak, by the prayers he swallowed when he could not speak, by every dark hour you thought made him yours he will outlive your cruelty. He will outlast your wars. You may bury his body beneath lock, stone, and scar, but his soul is a country you cannot conquer from afar. So call yourself Master. Wear whatever crown. You can force him to his knees. You will never make him bow down.

I have prepared a package, currently with my legal and PR teams, of every single infraction I have witnessed in this facility. The corruption, the lack of recreation, the filth, the unsanitary conditions. ANYONE who has previously complained against this facility can contact my legal team. I understand they have tortured thousands of people, and all of them were not even treated as badly as I am being treated. There is no ambiguity here - what is happening to me is against the law. There is absolutely no reason for FDC to be treating men this way, whether they are American citizens or otherwise. They are deliberately torturing me. The Romanians treated me better than this. To all Main Stream News outlets, if you want to understand why this facility received thousands of complaints, I have the story and the proof - contact my team immediately. I would never kill myself.

“Segregation, isolation, separation, cellular, lockdown, Supermax, the hole, Secure Housing Unit (SHU)… whatever the name, solitary confinement should be banned by States as a punishment or extortion technique,” said the United Nations Special Rapporteur on torture, Juan E. Méndez, to the UN General Assembly.

I am in a small box with nothing to do but train. The only limit on how much I can punish my body, is how far my mind wills action. Over and over and over. There is no tomorrow. A.T

I am sitting on the bed and Tristan is dancing enthusiastically around the cell. Me: What are you so happy about? Tristan: Because we’re in SHU! Me: Why is that good? Tristan: Because I can’t go to GP. G… P… General population. I’m not general! I’m a celebrity! I’m special! Special housing unit! Me: Yes but it’s worse in here. GP is better, we wanna be in GP. Tristan: *MJ spin and leg kick* I’m SPECIAL!