Launch of Oregon Innocence Project…

The Oregon Innocence Project had its launch party last night.  It was a full house with a lot of excitement and energy.  Here is an article about the event.  Good luck to the Oregon Innocence Project!

Justin Brooks and Amanda Knox at the launch party of the Oregon Innocence Project

Justin Brooks and Amanda Knox at the launch party of the Oregon Innocence Project

9 responses to “Launch of Oregon Innocence Project…

  1. Amanda, Your presence at the event will make it one to remember. You will meet wonderful supportive people. Have fun!

  2. Congratulations, to Oregon for helping to grow the innocence movement! Expanding in Washington DC, attend INNOCENCE SUMMIT, first conference, June 20-21st. Center for Prosecutor Integrity http://www.prosecutorintegrity.org

  3. Congrats Oregon, and great to see such a BIG smile on Amanda.

  4. Amanda Knox is going to need the innocence project to intervene. The only problem is that she is guilty and the project will be a laughingstock.

  5. AMANDA KNOX’S EMAIL TO FAMILY AND FRIENDS. : READ THE INCONSISTENCIES AND LIES. SHE HERSELF IS TELLING YOU SHE IS GUILTY IN THIS EMAIL

    This is an email for everyone, because id like to get it all out and
    not have to repeat myself a hundred times like ive been having to do
    at the police station. some of you already know some things, some of
    you know nothing. what im about to say i cant say to journalists or
    newspapers, and i require that of anone receiving this information as
    well. this is m account of how i found my roommate murdered the
    morning of friday, november 2nd.

    The last time i saw meredith, 22, english, beautiful, funny, was when
    i came home from spending the night at a friends house. It was the day
    after halloween, thursday. I got home and she was still asleep, bu
    after i had taken a shower and was fumbling around the kitchen she
    emerged from her room with the blood of her costume (vampire) still
    dripping down her chin.
    THIS IS A LIE, IN THE PHOTOS OF HALLOWEEN NIGHT, SHE HAD NO BLOOD DRIPPING DOWN HER CHIN. IN ONE PHOTO THE VAMPIRE BLOOD HAD WORN OFF

    We talked for a while in the kitchen, how the
    night went, what our plans were for the day. Nothing out of the
    ordinary. then she went to take a shower and i began to start eating a
    little while i waited for my friend (Raffaele-at whose house i stayed
    over) to arrive at my house. He came right after i started eating and
    he made himself some pasta. as we were eating together meredith came
    out of the shower and grabbed some laundry or put some laundry in, one
    or the other and returned into her room after saying hi to raffael.
    after lunch i began to play guitar with raffael and meredith came out
    of her room and went to the door. she said bye and left for the day.
    it was the last time i saw her alive.

    after a little while of playing guitar me and raffael went to his
    house to watch movies and after to eat dinner and generally spend the
    evening and night indoors. we didnt go out. the next morning i woke up
    around 1030 and after grabbing my few things i left raffael’s
    appartment and walked the five minute walk back to my house to once
    again take a shower
    TO ONCE AGAIN TAKE A SHOWER? ? OK

    and grab a chane of clothes. i also needed to grab
    a mop because after dinner raffael had spilled a lot of water on the
    floor of his kitchen by accident and didnt have a mop to clean it up.
    SO THE NIGHT BEFORE RAFFAELE SPILLED WATER, THAT SAT ALL NIGHT….WATER SPREADS AND EVAPORATES. BUT OK

    so i arrived home and the first abnormal thing i noticed was the door
    was wide open. here’s the thingabout the door to our house: its
    broken, in such a way that you have to use the keys to keep it closed.
    if we dont have the door locked, it is really easy for the wond to
    blow the door open, and so, my roommates and i always have the door
    locked unless we are running really quickley to bring the garbage out
    or to get something from the neighbors who live below us. (another
    important piece of imformation: for those who dont know, i inhabit a
    house of two stories, of which my three roommates and i share the
    second story appartment. there are four italian guys of our age
    between 22 and 26 who live below us. we are all wuite good friends and
    we talk often. giacomo is especially welcome because he plays guitar
    with me and laura, one of my roommates, and is, or was dating
    meredith. the other three are marco, stefano, and ricardo.) anyway, so
    the door was wide open. strange, yes, but not so strange that i really
    thought anything about it. i assumed someone in the house was doing
    exactly what i just said, taking out the trash or talking really
    uickley to the neighbors downstairs. so i closed the door behind me
    but i didnt lock it, assuming that the person who left the door open
    would like to come back in. when i entered i called out if anyone was
    there, but no one responded and i assumed that if anyone was there,
    they were still asleep. lauras door was open which meant she wasnt
    home, and filomenas door was also closed. my door was open like always
    and meredith door was closed, which to me weant she was sleeping. i
    undressed in my room and took a quick shower in one of the two
    bathrooms in my house, the one that is right next to meredith and my
    bedrooms (situated right next to one another). it was after i stepped
    out of the shower and onto the mat that i noticed the blood in the
    bathroom. it was on the mat i was using to dry my feet and there were
    drops of blood in the sink. at first i thought the blood might have
    come from my ears which i had pierced extrensively not too long ago,
    but then immediately i know it wasnt mine becaus the stains on the mat
    were too big for just droplets form my ear, and when i touched the
    blood in the sink it was caked on already. there was also blood
    smeered on the faucet. again, however, i thought it was strange,
    because my roommates and i are very clean and we wouldnt leave blood
    int he bathroom,
    YET SHE LEAVES THE BLOOD IN THE SINK AND DOESN’T FLUSH THE TOILET BEFORE LEAVING

    but i assumed that perhaps meredith was having
    menstral issues and hadnt cleaned up yet. ew, but nothing to worry
    about. i left the bathroom and got dressed in my room. after i got
    dressed i went to the other bathroom in my house, the one that
    filomena dn laura use, and used their hairdryer to obviously dry my
    hair and it was after i was putting back the dryer that i noticed the
    shit that was left in the toilet, something that definately no one in
    out house would do. i started feeling a little uncomfortable and so i
    grabbed the mop from out closet and lef the house, closing and locking
    the door that no one had come back through while i was in the shower,
    and i returned to raffael’s place. after we had used the mop to clean
    up the kitchen i told raffael about what i had seen in the house over
    breakfast.
    SHE ISN’T ALARMED AT THE HOUSE AND DOESN’T TELL RAFFAELE ABOUT WHAT SHE HAD SEEN UNTIL AFTER BREAKFAST AND WHAT EVER WATER DIDN’T EVAPORATE FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE

    the strange blood in the bathroom, the door wide open, the
    shit left in the toilet. he suggested i call one of my roommates, so i
    called filomena. filomena had been at a party the night before with
    her boyfriend marco (not the same marco who lives downstairs but we’ll
    call him marco-f as in filomena and the other can be marco-n as in
    neighbor). she also told me that laura wasnt at home and hadnt been
    because she was on business in rome. which meant the only one who had
    spent the night at our house last night was meredith,
    HERE IS WHERE SHE WILL CONTRADICT REGARDING THE NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS. SHE DIDN’T KNOW THAT EITHER OF HER ROOMMATES WERE NOT HOME THAT NIGHT….O K

    and she was as
    of yet unaccounted for. filomena seemed really worried, so i told her
    id call meredith and then call her back. i called both of merediths
    phones the english one first and last and the italian one between. the
    first time i called the english phone is rang and then sounded as of
    there was disturbance, but no one answered. i then calle the italian
    phone and it just kept ringing, no answer. i called her english phone
    again and this time an english voice told me her phone was out of
    service. raffael and i gathered our things and went back to my house.
    i unlocked the door and im going to tell this really slowly to get
    everything right so just have patience with me. the living
    room/kitchen was fine. looked perfectly normal. i was checking for
    signs of our things missing, should there have been a burglar
    BURGLAR IN THE HOUSE…..
    in our
    house the night before. filomenas room was closed, but when i opned
    the door her room and a mess and her window was open and completely
    broken, but her computer was still sitting on her desk like it always
    was and this confused me. convinced that we had been robbed i went to
    lauras room and looked quickley in, but it was spottless, like it
    hadnt even been touced. this too, i thought was odd. i then went into
    the part of the house that meredith and i share and checked my room
    for things missing, which there werent. then i knocked on merediths
    room.

    at first i thought she was alseep so i knocked gently, but when she
    didnt respond i knocked louder and louder until i was really banging
    on her door and shouting her name. no response. panicing, i ran out
    onto our terrace to see if maybe i could see over the ledge into her
    room from the window, but i couldnt see in. bad angle. i then went
    into the bathroom where i had dried my hair and looked really quickley
    into the toilet. in my panic i thought i hadnt seen anything there,
    which to me meant whoever was in my house had been there when i had
    been there. as it turns out the police told me later that the toilet
    was full and that the shit had just fallen to the bottom of the
    toilet, so i didnt see it. i ran outside and down to our neighbors
    door. the lights were out but i banged ont he door anyway. i wanted to
    ask them if they had heard anything the night before,
    THE NIGHT BEFORE? HOW DOES SHE KNOW WHEN MEREDITH WAS MURDERED? SHE WAS NOT THERE??

    but no one was home.
    AT THIS POINT SHE DOESN’T KNOW THAT THEY WERE ON VACATION FOR A WEEK, RIGHT??

    i ran back into the house. in the living room raffael told me he
    wanted to see if he could break down merediths door. he tried, and
    cracked the door, but we couldnt open it. it was then that we decided
    to call the cops. there are two types of cops in italy, carbanieri
    (local, dealing with traffic and domestic calls) and the police
    investigaters. he first called his sister for advice and then called
    the carbanieri. i then called filomna who said she would be on her way
    home immediately. while we were waiting, two ununiformed police
    investigaters came to our house. i showed them what i could and told
    them what i knew. gave them ohone numbers and explained a bit in
    broken italian, and then filomena arrived with her boyfriend marco-f
    and two other friends of hers. all together we checked the houe out,
    talked to the polie,a nd in a big they all opened merediths door.
    i was in the kitchen stadning aside, having really done my part for
    the situation. but when they opened merediths door and i heard
    filomena scream “a foot! a foot!” in italian i immedaitely tried to
    get to merediths room but raffael grabbed me and took me out of the
    house. the police told everyone to get out and not long afterward the
    carabinieri arrived and then soon afterward, more police
    investigators. they took all of our informaton and asked us the same
    questions over and over. at the time i had only what i was wearing and
    my badg, which thankfully had my passport in it and my wallet. no
    jacket though, and i was freezing. after sticking around at the housr
    for a bit, the police told us to go to the station to give testimony,
    which i did. i was in a room for six hours straight after that without
    seeing anyone else, answering questions in italian for the first hour
    and then they brought in an interpreter and he helped my out with the
    details that i didnt know the words for. they asked me of course about
    the the morning, the last time i saw her, and because i was the
    closest to her, questions about her habits and her relationships.

    afterward, when they were taking my fingerprints, i met two of
    merediths english friends, two girls she goes out with, including the
    lat one who saw her alive that night she was murdered. they also had
    their prints taken. after that, this was around 9 at night by this
    time, i was taken into the waiting room where there was various other
    people who i all knew from varous places who all knew meredith. her
    friends from england, my roommates, even the owner of the pub she most
    frequented. after a while my neighbors were taken in too, having just
    arived home from a weeklong vacation in their home town, which
    eplained why they werent home when i banged on their door. later than
    that another guy showed up and was taken in for questioning, a guy i
    dont like but who both meredith and i knew from different occasions, a
    morracan guy that i only know by his nickname amongst the girls
    “shaky”. then i sat around in this waiting room wthout having the
    chance to leave or eat anything besides vending maschine food (whcih
    gave me a hell of a stomache ache) until 530 in the morning. during
    this time i received calls from a lot of different people, family
    mostly of course, and i also talked with the rest. especially to find
    out what exactly was in merediths room whent hey opened it. apparently
    her body was laying under a sheet, and with her foot sticking out and
    there was a lot of blood. whoever had did this had slit her throat.
    they told me to be back in at 11am. i went home to raffael’s place and
    ate something substantial, and passed out.

    in the morning raffael drove me bck to the police station but had to
    leave me when they said they wantrd to take me back to the house for
    quesioning. before i go on, id like to ssay that i was strictly told
    not to speak about this, but im speaking with you people who are not
    involved and who cant do anything bad except talk to journalists,
    which i hope you wont do. i have to get this off my chest because its
    pressing down on me and it helps to know that someone besides me knows
    something, and that im not the one who knows the most out of everyone.
    at the house they asked me very personal questions about meredith’s
    life and also about the personalities of our neighbors. how well did i
    know them? pretty well, we are friends. was meredith sexually active?
    yeah, she borrowed a few of my condoms. does she like anal? wtf? i
    dont know. does she use vaseline? for her lips? what kind of person is
    stefano? nice guy, has a really pretty girlfriend.
    hmmm…very interesting….weìd like to how you something, and tell us if this isout of normal.
    tehy took me into the nieghbors house. the had breaken the door open
    to get in, but they told me to ingonore that.

    THE POLICE BREAK THE NEIGHBOR’S DOOR DOWN TO ASK AMANDA IF ANYTHING WAS OUT OF NORMAL??

    the rooms were all open. giacomo and marco-n’s room was spotless which made since becaus the guys had thoroughly cleaned the whole house before they left on vacation.
    NOW SHE KNOW’S THEY LEFT ON VACATION AND THAT THEY HAD CLEANED THE WHOLE HOUSE

    stefano’s room however, well, his bed was strpped of linens, which was odd, and the comfoter he used was shoved up at the top of his bed, with blood on it. i obviously told then that the blood was definatley out of normal and also that he usually has his bed made.
    they took note of it and ussred me out. when i left the house to go
    back to the police station they told me to put my jacket over my head
    and duck down below the window so the reporters wouldnt try to talk to
    me. at the station i just had to repeat the answers that i had givne
    at the house do they could type them up and after a good 5 and a half
    hour day with the police again raffael picked me up and took me out
    for some well-deserved pizza. i was starving. i then bought some
    underwear because as it turns out i wont be able to leave italy for a
    while as well as enter my house. i only had the clothes i was wearing
    the day it bagan, so i bought some underwear and borrwed a pair of
    pants from raffael.

    Spoke with my remaining roommates that night (last night) and it was a
    hurricane of emotions and stress but we needed it anyway. What we have
    been discussing is bascially what to do next. We are trying to keep
    our heads on straight. First things first though, my roommates both
    work for lawyers, and they are going to try to send a request through
    on monday to retrieve important documents of ours that are still in
    the house. Secondly, we are going to talk to the agency that we used
    to find our house and obviously request to move out. It kind of sucks
    that we have to pay the next months rent, but the owner has protection
    within the contract. After that, I guess I’ll go back to class on
    monday, although im not sure what im going to do about people asking
    me questions, because i really dont want to talk again about what
    happened. Ive been talking an awful lot lately and im pretty tired of
    it. After that, Its like im trying to remember what i was doing before
    all this happened. I still need to figure out who i need to talk to
    and what i need to do to continue studying in perugia, because its
    what i want to do.

    I WOULD WANT TO GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE IF I WERE
    INNOCENT AND MY ROOMMATE WAS MURDERED. MEREDITH’S PHONES WERE FOUND PRACTICALLY ACROSS THE STREET FROM GUEDE’S HOUSE. WOULD HE HAVE BEEN SO STUPID TO THROW THEM THERE. LOOKS MORE LIKE SOMEONE THREW THEM THERE TO FRAME HIM. i REALLY HOPE THE INNOCENCE PROJECT LOOKS AT THIS CASE SO THAT MURDERERS DO NOT GET AWAY WITH MURDER WITH LIES AND MONEY

    Anyway, thats the update, feeling okay, hope you all are well,
    amanda
    [Published in the Daily Telegraph, London, 8 November 2007]

  6. HEY AMANDA, INNOCENT PEOPLE DO NOT IMPLICATE OTHER INNOCENT PEOPLE AND ACCUSE THEM OF MURDER. YOU FORGOT YOUR LAMP IN MEREDITH’S ROOM WHILE CLEANING UP THE CRIME SCENE AND YOU CALLED YOUR MOTHER AT 3:00 IN THE MORNING, HER TIME, BEFORE ANYONE KNEW THAT MEREDITH HAD BEEN MURDERED AND BEFORE THE POLICE ARRIVED TO BREAK DOWN THE DOOR. POS

  7. Comodi: But from the records, we see that you called your mother – not only from the billing records but also from the cell phone pings – that you first called your mother at twelve. At midday. What time is it at midday? What time is it in Seattle, if in Perugia it is midday?
    Amanda: In Seattle it’s morning. It’s a nine hour difference, so, ah, three in the morning.
    Comodi: Three o’clock in the morning?
    Amanda: Yes.
    Comodi: So your mother would certainly have been sleeping.
    Amanda: Yes.
    Comodi: But at twelve o’clock, nothing had happened yet. That’s what your mother said…
    Amanda: I told my mother…
    Comodi: …during the conversation you had with her in prison. Even your mother was amazed that you called her at midday, which was three or four o’clock in the morning in Seattle, to tell her that nothing had happened.
    Amanda: I didn’t know what had happened. I just called my mother to say that [the police] had sent us out of the house, and that I had heard something said about…
    Comodi: But at midday nothing had happened yet in the sense that the door had not been broken down yet.
    Amanda: Hm. Okay. I don’t remember that phone call. I remember that I called her to tell her what we had heard about a foot. Maybe I did call before, but I don’t remember it.
    Comodi: But if you called her before, why did you do it?
    Amanda: I don’t remember, but if I did it, I would have called to…
    Comodi: You did it.
    Amanda: Okay, that’s fine. But I don’t remember it. I don’t remember that phone call.
    Massei: Excuse me. You might not remember it, but the Public Minister [prosecutor] has just pointed out to you a phone call that your mother received in the small hours.
    Commodi: At three o’clock in the morning.
    Massei: So, that must be true. That did happen. Were you in the habit of calling her at such an hour? Did you do this on other occasions? At midday in Italy, which corresponds in Seattle to a time when… It’s just that we don’t usually call each other in the middle of the night.
    Amanda: Yes, yes, that’s true.
    Massei: So either you had a particular reason on that occasion, or else it was a routine. This is what the Public Minister is referring to.
    Amanda: Yes. Well, since I don’t remember this phone call, although I do remember the one I made later, ah. But. Obviously I made that phone call. So, if I made that phone call, it’s because I had, or thought that I had, something I had to tell her. Maybe I thought even then that there was something strange, because at that moment, when I’d gone to Raffaele’s place, I did think there was something strange, but I didn’t know what to think. But I really don’t remember this phone call, so I can’t say for sure why. But I suppose it was because I came home and the door was open, and so for me
    The Calls to the Emergency Number

    The evidence strongly suggests that Sollecito called the emergency number after the Communications Police had already arrived. To read a more detailed account of this please see:
    The content of the calls are themselves suspicious. Sollecito gets questioned by the emergency operator and realizing he is in trouble he hangs up. A detailed discussion of the contents of the emergency phone call see:
    Lying to the Police To Delay the Discovery of the Body

    Around 12:30pm two officers of the Communications Police presented themselves at the cottage because they had recovered a phone belonging to Amanda’s roommate that had been tossed from the road into someone’s backward. This interaction eventually led to the Communications Police inquiring about Meredith’s locked door. Amanda Knox lied to the police to discourage them from inquiring any further about the door. The only reason for Knox to lie to the police is that she knew what was behind the door and she was attempting to delay the discovery.
    For a more detailed discussion of Knox Attempting to Delay Discovery of Meredith’s Body

  8. No Dress Rehearsals

    Oh dear! Not an auspicious start to your venture – the last Innocence Project to link with Amanda Knox had its Federal funding removed, Contact Idaho Innocence Project, they know all about the toxic Miss Knox

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