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A BOY WHO MATTERED
A BOY WHO MATTERED

In A Boy Who Mattered, author Marshall Frank brings the reader into the pathetic life of his firstborn son, Bennett, who began using drugs before his teens, turned on by a family member who thought nothing was wrong. Such an act opened the door to a life of dependency, sickness, failure, and homelessness that affected many others in his circle of friends and relatives for over forty years. Sadly, it is typical of the multi-thousands of users who give up on life for the temporary pleasures that drugs provide. It is a common story, from coast to coast, that America sadly ignores until crimes are committed. This particular story emphasizes the root causes of drug dependency, society’s role, family issues, ignorance, and what can be done about it. Ever the police investigator, Frank also draws the reader into the social and legal risks and the subliminal lures that introduce new users to the demons, from which it is so difficult to sever. People who struggle with addicted loved ones will find helpful resources and information about how to fight this dreaded disease. This book will hopefully expose facts, teach and assist people who are in need of help. If only one human being is saved, Bennett’s life will have not been in vain.

AMERIKASTAN
AMERIKASTAN

"AMERIKASTAN - Conquest From Within" screams of political incorrectness pointing to the peril of Islamic religious ideology via jihad to convert and conquer America, and the world. This book eliminates all controversy and wipes the thin-line between Islamic fundamentalism and moderate Islam, as both feed on the same religious nourishment form the Quran, bowing to the Hadith, while wailing to the rise of Sharia -- the Islamic law. The author reveals the nefarious decrees of secreted manifestos as commanded by major jihad organizations which inexorably spell out the mission, objectives and methods being carried out today, "from within," laying the groundwork for ultimate conquest of the west.

THE UPSIDE TO MURDER
THE UPSIDE TO MURDER

After 16 year-old Cassandra is gang-raped, shot and left for dead, African-American Doctor Orville T. Madison, embarks on a stealth campaign to protect his daughter from reliving the terrifying ordeal through rigors of the justice system. His obsessive pursuit drives the Miami physician into a spiral of chaos as he desperately tries to resolve inexplicable conflicts between love of child and love of God. Besides emotional struggles and unending suspense, Upside To Murder offers engaging sub-plots with forensic investigations, social controversy and the power of love. A gut-wrenching drama pitting good versus evil bringing out the worst in the best of people.

THE WAY THINGS OUGHTA BE
THE WAY THINGS OUGHTA BE

What’s the politically incorrect solution to global terrorism? What’s wrong with the education system? Is there really a God? Why isn’t the U.S. Attorney General an elected position like it is in most states? Are all politicians corrupt? What’s right and wrong about the death penalty? Why shouldn’t elected politicians who lie under oath be arrested? Why are criminals allowed to run for office? Can we make airline security safer? What’s the real solution to ISIS? How can we improve the justice system, i.e. judges, prisons, juries, laws, police, racism, the war drugs? What’s the downside to gay marriage we hadn’t thought about?

In The Way Things Oughta Be, author Marshall Frank addresses numerous hot-button issues in today’s America with brief essays and lists of follow up bullets offering pie-in-the-sky but logical solutions to long-range problems. Thirty-five chapters, compiled in six major sections, address a myriad problems criminal justice and the political world, plus conflicts we experience with religion, families, love, sex and marriage, parenting and moral decay.

Frank baffles critics who want to label him a conservative or liberal, or perhaps, a “moderate” because he is all over the spectrum of pigeon holes. He prefers to identify the issue before attaching a label. He tackles many more concerns about corporations, global warming, entertainment, gays, professional sports, and the challenges of old age. Do people care about the under-represented minorities in America who have little or no voice in society? He raises questions and answers on how can we identify and solve these problems by offering readers an opportunity to think outside the proverbial box, that is, if we really want to.

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Donald L. Gilleland

"Amerikastan is by far the best book I’ve ever bought on Amazon. More than that, it is the absolutely finest, most definitive treatise I’ve ever read on the Islamic threat to America. Radical Islam is at war with Infidels around the world. Their militant ideological goal is world conquest in which Islam will be the only religion and Sharia Law will apply to everyone. If they succeed, our Constitution and Democratic form of government will cease to exist. “No go” zones already exist in some of our states where Sharia Law rules and non-Muslims enter those enclaves at great personal risk. The radical Islamic plan is to take over our country from within. Amerikastan provides the reader with irrefutable facts that will relieve any doubt the reader might have. Buy this book. You won’t be able to put it down!"

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Valerie Allen

A sad but true story about the author's son who died an untimely death after a life time of mental illness, drug use, and homelessness. The frantic efforts of friends and family to offer help and support and to hold out hope comes to a tragic end. This is the story of a man pushed in the wrong direction as a child, who was unable to be saved from himself. Moving and well written with sincere honesty by a father forced to face the unthinkable.

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Sal Morale

Frank’s common sense solutions to many of this nation’s problems, both domestic and international, make for very interesting and thought provoking reading.
He is economically conservative while socially liberal so it’s hard to label him or pin him down.
He just addresses problems individually and offers common sense solutions.
A must read for anyone who cares about the future of this nation.

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SUICIDES LIKELY TO SPIKE BECAUSE OF COVID-19 – copy

(This Op-Ed appears this date in the Florida Today newspaper.

 

When researching sources for an article about the impact of coronavirus on mental health problems in America, I didn’t realize the enormity of this issue.

     Naturally, concerns would affect millions of Americans, but the stark figures about the suicide problem, via addiction, poverty, joblessness and depression, are far more serious than anticipated. A 650-word essay can barely touch on a subject which is socially, medically and governmentally immense.

     Here are a few aspects about the pandemic’s impact and how it affects our nation’s state of mental health, derived from a Washington Post article on May 4th.

  • According to a poll by the Kaiser Family Foundation, nearly half of Americans claim the current crisis is injurious to their mental health.
  • A federal emergency hotline for people in emotional distress registered more than a one-thousand percent increase in April of this year, compared to 2019.
  • On-line therapy company, Talkspace, reports a 65 percent jump in clients since February.
  • Of the trillions of dollars congress has allocated to fight COVID-19, only a pittance has been directed toward mental health.

     What else could we expect? Mental illness is difficult to measure, though we may be surrounded by sufferers without realizing the scope until a tragedy occurs. Then it’s too late. Mental illness, which often leads to suicide, cannot be touched, seen, felt or tallied.

     There are few gauges to provide measurements in the psychologic forum. In the prison system, mental health facilities and dysfunctional families are awash with unbalanced men and women of all ages, races and education, who are dangerous to themselves and others. Jails and prisons are ill-equipped to tackle the problem. That’s often where mental problems worsen while America looks the other way.

     What we do know is that 124,000 Americans have died in just the last three months from coronavirus and 2.4 million have been infected by the disease. In April of this year, the New York Times reports the jobless rate exploding to over 20 million in four weeks. While the powers within leadership handle matters with science and government resources, and trillions of dollars, there’s little that can be done for the millions of grief-stricken and/or destitute people other than require masks and distancing rules, while we all become prisoners of our own abode. For some, that’s a recipe for stark depression.

     The government has handed out relief funds, but jobless victims and their families continue to deal with poverty, grief from loss, homelessness, joblessness, and self-pity, where the sick get sicker and nowhere to turn. This doesn’t even address the millions of those addicted to drugs and alcohol, living virtually on the edge.

     It is reasonable to expect soaring numbers of suicide victims when the stats finally come in. According to the Centers For Disease Control and Prevention, Americans killed themselves over 48,000 times in 2018, or one victim every 11 minutes. That’s likely to double. At present, statistics for 2020 are not available, though trends tell us a huge spike in self-killing can be expected. Early data from the Disaster Distress Helpline reports a 338% increase in call volume in March 2020, when government mandates went into effect, compared to February .

     Having investigated my share of suicides in Miami over thirty years, (hundreds) I learned that the majority are brought about by enormous despair whether from medical illness, addiction or emotional distress. Losing jobs, self-support, loved ones, personal freedom and basics like food and shelter with no relief in sight, are certain triggers. When the numbers are counted, I’m sure we will see a sharp spike in self-killings in 2020 – the ultimate escape.

     When we, friends and families, witness such despair, we must try to do something to impede the suicide course. Impart love, care and support. Let disputes become bygones, because life is too precious to discard. Those who choose to end their lives will leave a trail of sorrow that never ends.

     I know.

The national Suicide Hotline is 1-800-273-8255.

Marshall Frank is a retired police captain from Miami-Dade County, author and frequent contributor. Visit www.marshallfrank.com

 

 

OFFICER CHAUVIN’S CHOKING MURDER: WHAT WAS THE MOTIVE.

Does anyone really believe that Minnesota Officer Derek Chauvin strangled George Floyd to death because he happened to be a black man? If so, I’ve got some palm trees to sell you in Fairbanks. 

     Old timers remember Paul Harvey as a famous talk-show host (and author) from 20th century best known for his alluring come-on, “Now, here’s the rest of the story.” There surely is more to the story of George Floyd’s untimely and torturous death on May 25th at the hands of Officer Derek Chauvin, that we yet know about.

     We all witnessed the horrendous violence that followed across the nation, which makes no sense because rioters were destroying their own neighborhoods where citizens had nothing whatsoever to do with the killing. Violent protesters gained nothing but non-stop media attention focusing exclusively on a single entity: Racism.

     Racism sells. It stokes the fires of discourse, valid or not.

     Such were the reasons for mega-millions of dollars worth of destruction in over seventy-five cities and nearly two dozen people killed, for nothing. Floyd’s killing exploded mass anger, demonstrations and attacks by rioters on city streets and neighborhoods all over America. People were led to believe Derek Chauvin’s motive was “racism,” pure and simple. According to news sources, at least twenty-one people have died in the riots, including 77 year-old David Dorn, a black Philadelphia retired cop, shot by burglars breaking in to a pawn shop. At least 55 businesses were invaded just in Philadelphia alone.

In all murder cases brought to court, proving motive is very important. So what was the motive in Mr. Floyd’s killing? Racism?

     I think not.

     All the actions (and inactions) of the people involved tell us that the killer and the victim knew each other because they had worked on and off for years at a local bar and restaurant, one as  a bouncer the other a security person. Interviews with some of the patrons acknowledged that the two knew each other.

     Officer Derek Chauvin did not make the arrest (passing counterfeit money). Chauvin was not on the scene until two rookie cops already had Floyd cuffed and subdued outside on the street. It was in this period that Chauvin took over Floyd settling on the street and began applying the deadly knee-to-neck on Floyd for over eight minutes. That’s no accident.

     For what purpose? Because George Floyd was black? I seriously doubt that. The crime clearly occurred in the presence of witnesses. Chauvin knew that. Through experience and background, Chauvin had to know that strangle-holds are deadly, especially after 60 seconds, yet eight minutes. Chauvin kept his knee on Floyd’s neck at least six minutes while alive, then two more after he was dead. That scenario tells me,( a thirty-year police veteran), the killing was deliberate.

     George Floyd was no saint. In this instance, he allegedly had tried to pass a counterfeit $20 bill. He had a number of run-ins with the law in his past, including a five year period in prison for armed robbery in Houston. Before that, Floyd had been arrested numerous times, with lesser sentences in jail, mostly drug crimes. According to the autopsy, Floyd was under the influence of drugs; Fentanyl and methamphetamine.  

     Meanwhile, Chauvin’s seventeen years on the force taught him the rights, wrongs and nuances of violent policing. During those eight long minutes, Floyd was pleading, “I can’t breathe.” Chauvin clearly had to hear that.

     I don’t know if Chauvin’s motive stemmed from very personal issues between the two. Perhaps Floyd had something on Chauvin. Perhaps, it had something to do with counterfeiting. Perhaps Chauvin was high. Floyd was certainly neutralized. The excessive force was unnecessary. A veteran seventeen-year cop isn’t going to risk his pension by arbitrarily deciding to kill another man already in restraints, in the presence of witnesses and cameras, just because he was black. Makes no sense.

     Decrying “racism” is to be expected. But I don’t believe “racism” had anything to do with this crime. We still need to know, “the rest of the story”

     Paul Harvey, where are you?

 

(Marshall Frank, is a retired police captain from Miami-Dade, serving 30 years,including 16 years in Homicide. He has authored 15 books fiction and non-fiction. Visit amazon.com or order direct from author for signed copies, at www.marshallfrank.com

WANNA BE A COP?

Here’s a story about a really bad cop.

     Imagine. You’re a career police officer (white) in a medium-sized city with five years on the job. Wife pregnant in 2014. You support your loved ones as well as the extended family in uniform. You back up other cops when their lives may be in jeopardy. You have testified in hundreds of criminal and traffic cases. A few times in your career, you have faced the barrels of pistols and shotguns, or other weapons.

     You give to the community not only with special activities at on holidays, but as role models for all citizens because you served your community well. You have been awarded special acknowledgements for gallant bravery doing your job. You have risked your life every day on the job.

     You would be ready at any time to save human lives, entering a house on fire, bringing kids to safety or pulling a crash victim from a burning car.

     Yes, some encounters became physical, not by your choice, but by the choice of lawbreakers. You might still have nightmares over killing a black teen who was trying to kill you. But it was, truly, an act of self-defense. No matter. That 18 year-old “boy” had just committed a strong-arm robbery and weighed over 300 pounds, and showed intent to kill you.

     As though on cue, the community ignited into a riotous uproar, declaring you to be a murderer, that the killing of that teen was an act of racism, pure and simple… because you were white and the kid was black. That was the only issue that mattered. Anything you ever did before in your dedicated years of service is null and void, like they never happened.

     Some news media people saturated the scene with cameras and reporters, making sure to get on-scene comments from citizens, many of whom are inspired by hatred. For some stupid reason, “protesters” decided to torch stores, cars and residences showing “unity” among fellow blacks. Cops were declared the “enemy.”

     It doesn’t end there.

     You were an officer who had an exemplary record, yet was declared guilty by segments of the news media and the angry mobsters, long before any court proceedings began. It stirred hatred. The city boiled over with violence. It didn’t matter that the behemoth “boy” had just robbed a grocery store, along with a smaller friend. You were caught off guard as the “boy” suddenly punched you officer in the face through the car window. Then the “boy” reached through and grabbed your gun, which discharged two times. A tussle ensued, the officer kept the gun.

     You were now obligated to arrest the criminal. It’s your job. As the boy started to walk off, you rightfully informed he was under arrest for a litany of felony crimes, including resisting arrest. “Stop! you hollered, gun in hand. The “boy” turned around, lunged forward and began charging you in a menacing manner. There was no choice. There was no time. You knew your life was in jeopardy. You fired several shots. The boy lay dead.

     Never mind that a half-dozen civilian witnesses, all black, later testified at a Grand Jury, that the officer was, indeed, innocent of any wrong doing. Two television media outlets went after ratings as journalists and entertainers from CNN and MSNBC, and The View, condemned the officer, mimicking the “boy’s” outstretched arms, shouting “hands up, don’t shoot.”  It was a lie. The “boy” never said that. It was made up, for effect. You were labeled a “killer” and a “racist” to satisfy them.

     Your name is Darren Wilson. You had been a Ferguson cop with a stellar record for five years. You grew up in multi-ethnic neighborhoods and particularly enjoyed working with blacks, according to a 2015 article in the New Yorker.

     The simmering remains. Just one year ago, the family of the deceased Michael Brown, hired lawyers to file suit against the city. After all, why not?

     Where is Darren Wilson today?  According to a recent interview, he’s living in a low-income neighborhood, incognito. Other than cheap labor, he can’t get a job. He owns a small house, but his name is not on the deed for self protection. When his baby daughter was born, he would not agree to release names in the family. They live in fear of retribution, for doing his job. His future is driven by protecting his wife and child, and to survive.

     Darren Wilson did nothing wrong. He did what was required of him as a police officer. He also saved his own life. Whatever goodness Wilson did in his life, has all been erased. His chances for prosperity and happiness are gone.   

     That’s what you call, a victim.

     Every encounter that leaves a black man dead at the hands of a cop in today’s world is a target on the firing line. The circumstances do not matter. Retribution matters. Police hatred matters. Chaos matters.

     Anyone out there wanna be a police officer today?

 

“A BOY WHO MATTERED” – (non-fiction) tells the story of a 58 year-old drug addict who died a lonely death after a lonely life. He was my son. Available at amazon.com or, signed copies available from the author, yours truly, free shipping. Just order from me at MLF283@aol.com and send check for $15 to P.O. Box 411841, Melbourne, Fl 32941.

ANNIVERSARY THANKS

 

Who woulda thunk it?

     They said it would never succeed, this thing called “marriage.” Suzanne had two failed attempts of matrimony that spanned some fifteen years, and worse yet, my first four marriages ended in divorce court, spanning a total of 19 years.

     Then came the moment in January 8th, 1987 when I was attending a birthday party for an eight-year old nephew, Suzanne walked through the door. She had worked as a hairdresser with the boy’s mother. It was a crowded room, but no one else was there but Suzanne and me. Voices blabbered in the background, but the center of attention was too much of a draw. This woman had a glow.

     Not only was she beautiful in her conservative attire, including high heels and her blond hair fixed to perfection. She had poise. She exuded perfection and confidence. She spoke fluent French. I started posing questions, friendly of course. She was open and forthcoming, nothing to hide, confident. She seemed amused that I was so attentive.

     At the time, we were both still married but separated awaiting the final decree from a judge. We both swore we would never do that again. Yes, we could be friends, but that was all. Not only that, we did not want to field the negative smirks and prognostications from friends and acquaintances.

     I took her to the movies. We went on dinner outings. We went to the beaches. We swore to each other, we would go no further. Though each in our 40s, Suzanne treated the relationship like a string of blind dates, no fooling around.  Getting physical was off limits. (well, for a while)

     After a few months of us both warning myself not to get serious, I realized I had fallen in love. It was the real thing. I thought about her night and day. Nothing in my past could compare. I had met the perfect woman…finally. I only hoped she would feel the same toward me.

     I proposed on Valentine’s Day in 1989 (well, kinda), at a swanky revolving rooftop restaurant in Ft. Lauderdale. After entering the dining room, I stealthily handed the Maitre D a tiny box, gift wrapped, and instructed him to wait fifteen minutes, then bring it to Suzanne. Yes…it was a ring.

     “Oh my,” she exclaimed, before opening the box. “Isn’t that nice. They give away a little chocolate on Valentine’s Day.” She saw me staring back at her with a wry smile. “Oh,” she said, curiously. “That’s not a chocolate, is it?”

     I nodded. This was such an important moment, it had to go right. She saw me starting to tear. She looked at the box, then at me, then the box again. As she awaited my proposal, I remained emotionally choked. I couldn’t talk. So, with a smile, she looked up at me and asked. “Will you marry me?”

     From that day on, we tell people that it was she who proposed to me.

     Planning a wedding was easy. We’d invite no one, except a witness couple. Who needed to hear the jokes and taunts, doubts and negativity? So we eloped to Hilton Head Island, S.C. where my best friend and his wife owned a condo.

     The wedding took place at the Baynard Ruins, a local historical site in the woods and a weathered building that once served as a southern plantation. Only a sampling of coquina walls remained, the floors were dirt and weeds. A Notary Public lady performed the wedding requirements. Friends, Harvey and Judy stood by. Such, my fifth marriage and Suzanne’s third, was finalized. Suzanne was so happy.

     The “reception party” took place on the tranquil beach, just the four of us, with wine and goodies, using a beach blanket under a bright moon that served as a light bulb in the sky.

     That was thirty-one years ago, this date, June 14, 1989.  We are still on a roll.

     Who woulda thunk it?

     Happy Anniversary, my love. Thank you, for being you.  

 

COPS AND SYSTEMIC RACISM? AN UNTRUTH.

Before going any further, I hope my readers will absorb some of the scenes depicted in the following video.  It’s not about Hillary Clinton, but the chronic accusations against police who, every day, every year, occupy the front lines serving and protecting people. Insurgents would have us all believe that systemic racism is a product of a hate-filled white America and that police officers are the most serious violators. In truth, Hillary is just another politician who pandered to a large voting block, which is what politicians do…whether true or not. It’s the election that matters, not reality.

This is less than two minutes, but you’ll get the point.  Watch…

 

 

Dealing with violence is part of a cops job. Every day, especially in big cities, police are on guard, not only from physical harm, but by haters in general. Of course, there will always be incidents of conflict when police officers are doing their duty which translates to unwanted confrontations and, sometimes, lifelong consequences. Once in a great while, the situation gets out of control and people get hurt, from both sides of the tracks.

From all accounts, there is little doubt that Minneapolis police officer Derek Chauvin committed a heinous crime, killing 46 year-old George Floyd unnecessarily. People on all sides of the political spectrum are rightfully outraged, but I have a major problem when anyone legitimizes out-of-control rioters and insurgents who engage in civil disorder by destroying property, buildings, cars and homes. They are not protesters, as the media calls them. They are criminals as well. Who is there to protest the protesters?

Racism forever clouds the news and the facts when the racial make-up of a disputable incident occurs. Having lived the police life for 30 years in a hot-bed like Miami, I am confident in saying that racial motives for killing situations is extremely rare.  When a case erupts like George Floyd’s, (which does not look good) I would surmise there’s probably far more to that story that has yet been revealed.  Violent protesters are generally rooted from various anti-American organizations hell-bent on destroying or conquering our nation from within, as many have promised, including radical Islam, hard-core socialists and the far left, communists. If anyone really thinks these insurgencies are spontaneous, I’ve got some palm trees to sell in Fairbanks, Alaska.

Though cops respond to hazardous situations every day, (Every Day!) relatively few result in death. 800,000 police officers from some 18,000 law enforcement agencies serve people of all ethnic and racial make-ups. If only one-tenth of one percent of cop-related deaths were determined to be criminal, we must also consider the millions of dangerous calls they respond to yearly. FBI sources tell us that police make over 10 million arrests per year. 

     The 9-1-1 system handles 500,000 (average) calls a day. It’s not surprising that a wayward cop may emerge now and then. But that’s no excuse for violently seizing and ruining the lives of innocent citizens and public servants.

     Consider these stats:

  • In a 28-year study by the Department of Justice, blacks accounted for 52.5 percent of all homicides. Whites: 45.3 percent. The offending rate for blacks has been nearly eight times that of whites. That’s not a racist conclusion, it’s a fact.
  • Per the Department of Justice, over a ten-year period, blacks accounted for 57 percent of gun murders. Blacks make-up 13 percent of America. Are the FBI statisticians racist?
  • According to the Bureau of Justice, blacks comprise nearly 37 percent of the nation’s prison population, while 12.5 percent of the general population.
  • Author/journalist, Heather McDonald’s recent article in the Washington Post concludes, the police fatally shot 9 unarmed blacks and 19 unarmed whites in 2019. Those unarmed black victims, makeup 0.1 percent of all African Americans killed in 2019. Systemic?  I think not.

     Some reporters never fail to remind us about past police behavior, as if to suggest “white” cops belong to some nationwide cabal to kill black people. That’s absurd. It’s simply not true. Perhaps in 1950, but not in 2020. We must be cautious and vigilant against wrongfully attaching racial connotations to any action, whether by police or civilians.

There is no evidence to conclude that Trayvon Martin’s death in 2014 was truly an episode of racism. Same with Michael Brown’s death in Ferguson and many others. We, the citizens, must stop the automatic attachment of racial connotations to every mixed race killing. And the media must do their share of reporting the truth, rather than stirring hatred through biased reporting.

     I was a cop in Miami-Dade for thirty years, and I can tell you, unequivocally, that ALL lives matter. It is an insult to whites, Asians, Latinos to constantly allude to black lives mattering, when in fact, all of us matter.

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My 15 published books are available at amazon.com.  Signed copies can be purchased via my web site:  www.marshallfrank.com