For three days continually, the court continued to meet, just on the question of bail. Basically my arrest was illegal; the question of bail does not arise. The question was, why I had been arrested without an arrest warrant. But whenever my attorney tried to raise the question, the magistrate simply stopped the attorney. And the government attorney continued for three days making all kinds of efforts, which were so stupid. His effort was that bail should not be granted, and the grounds were that I am an immensely intelligent man – one of the grounds for not giving me bail. Secondly, I have thousands of friends – the second reason for not granting bail. These are my crimes – that I have intelligence, that I have friends. The third was that the people who love me have immense resources of money, so any amount of money is not enough for my bail because the money will be provided.
This is so strange. This means no rich person can be allowed bail, no intelligent person can be allowed bail, no person who has friends can be allowed bail – these are crimes.
And he himself felt that what he was saying was so absurd that finally he said – his last statement in the court was that “I have not been able to prove anything; still I ask the magistrate that bail should not be given.” In one sentence he is saying that he has not been able to prove anything against me, still he wants the magistrate not to grant me bail. And the bail was not granted.
Even the jailer, who was hoping that I would be released – because there were no grounds, and the things that were talked about were so idiotic – told me, “I feel immensely hurt. I have never seen such injustice in my life. First they don’t have any grounds for arresting you and the magistrate won’t allow your attorney to argue the point, to present the case. Secondly, they don’t have any argument for not granting bail.” But the jailer said to me, “I know the reason is that the magistrate has been pressured.”
She was a woman, and she wanted to become a federal judge. And she had been given orders from Washington: “If you allow the bail then you will live a magistrate and you will die a magistrate. If you don’t allow the bail, your promotion to a federal judge is absolutely certain.”
Why did they want this? Because the distance between the place they arrested me, North Carolina, and the court in Oregon was only five hours, six hours by plane. And that’s what they promised, that “Within six hours we will produce you in Oregon, from where we have been asked to arrest you. So it is up to them to grant bail or not.”
It took them twelve days, not six hours; one hour became two days long. And I had to pass through five jails. They would tell me, “We are taking you to the airport,” and they would take me to another jail.
I asked them, “At least you can be honest. If you are taking me to another jail, I cannot do anything about it. I will come with you. Why do you say that you are taking me to the airport, and we end up in another jail?”