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When Muhammad Ali died I cried. A deep sadness set in and every so often I’d just have a little breakdown for the first few days. I know it wasn’t just me, I’m just one of millions of others who felt a connection to him, a pride in him and a love for him despite not sharing his faith or his race or really any part of his life, struggles, and achievements. It’s a common phenomenon when cultural icons die, whether it’s Prince or Princess Diana. Some icons mean more to us than others, some speak more to us than others, some represent us more than others. But in our attachment to all of them, we have to recognize a big part of what we really mourn when others die: our past, the memories connected to the people no longer with us, a little bit of us gone forever too, and of course our own life passing by.


I recognize the selfish impulses that are connected to my mourning for Muhammad Ali. Ali is close to my father’s age, and whenever someone close to my father’s age passes away, a twinge of fear rises. Not yet, I think. It’s too soon. Not yet. My parents, immigrants from Pakistan, knew about the civil rights movement and the struggle for black dignity and equality only superficially – perhaps as superficially as Americans, including black American Muslims, know about the bloody partition, and all the horror stories leading up to it, and after it, of Pakistan and India in 1947.   Nearly everything my parents knew about black American history could be distilled down to two figures: Malcolm X and Muhammad Ali.

In a new country, with no family and faith community to support them, fish out of water, Malcolm and Ali were proof to my parents that Muslims belonged to America and America belonged to Muslims. It was not a mistake to raise their family here. We all belonged. That was his significance to my family.

I’ve watched over the past week as Muslims, including thought and religious leaders, duke it out over Ali. Others are too. Over who he belongs to, who can mourn him, what lessons we are supposed to take from his life, what he really represented, how everyone else is wrong, shouldn’t grieve him, shouldn’t co-opt him, shouldn’t even love him. I can only imagine how deeply distressed Ali, who loved people, loved to love people, and loved to be loved, would be at seeing these exchanges.

I’ve watched as some berated the lineup of powerful politicians at his funeral, scoffing at their presence in face of Ali’s revolutionary life, despite the fact that he planned his own funeral and that their inclusion was most likely of his own design.

I read a piece that said Ali became beloved to the establishment when he lost his ability to speak and stand up to power as he did in youth. But this video shows me that he was beloved to establishment even when he was in his prime.

I’ve read many declare that in memory of Ali’s life, they’ll become less apologetic, more outspoken, less careful with language, more ardent in speaking truth to power. It’s true, Ali spoke hard truths to brutal power, but so do many others. Social media is filled with people speaking hard truths to brutal power, not mincing their words (is there a safer way to do it than behind a keyboard?). But the difference with keyboard truth warriors, who often come across as assholes, and Ali, was that he was able to do so (and do other things we can’t get away with, like point out others as ugly but himself as beautiful) and still be loved and popular at the same time – that was his magic.

It’s a magic very few have, and that’s ok. We don’t all have to be Muhammad Ali. We can be like our Prophet (saw), gentle in word and humble always. We can be like Umar (RA), fiery but just. We can be like Ali (RA), wise and brave. We can be like Uthman (RA), shy, kind and gentle to the core. We can be like thousands of other good people, because there isn’t just one way to do life right, there isn’t just one way to be a good Muslim or a good person.

Even Muhammad Ali wasn’t just one way his entire life. He said it best himself.


The truth is Ali was to people what they wanted him to be, and we all wanted a piece of Ali. We all wanted a connection to him. The most conservative Muslims, the ones who would ordinarily be deeply offended and opposed to it, loved Ali even though he accepted his daughters marrying out of Islam and raising children who are not Muslim. The most staunch BDS activists love him despite him supporting an endowment at an Israeli university. The most salafi and anti-CVE Muslims love him despite him taking bayaah with Sufi shaykh Hisham Kabbani,  who happens to be connected deeply to CVE work in the US.

It’s not that Ali was full of contradictions. It was that he could not ever be boxed in. And because he can’t be boxed in, the people who love him can’t be boxed in. He will always be loved by every kind of person. Despite what some may say, he belonged to us all simply by virtue of us loving him. No one has to justify their love for him.  I wish people would stop demanding it, and I’m glad to see, despite the struggles over who “owns” him, that the world came together to honor him when he was finally laid to rest.

Rest in peace Muhammad Ali.  InshAllah we’ll see you again on the other side.



There aren’t enough words, or even the right words, to express my grief and horror at this tragedy.

Brett Morian, from Daytona Beach, hugs an attendee during the candlelight vigil at Ember in Orlando, Fla., on Sunday, June 12, 2016. (Joshua Lim/Orlando Sentinel via AP)

Brett Morian, from Daytona Beach, hugs an attendee during the candlelight vigil at Ember in Orlando, Fla., on Sunday, June 12, 2016. (Joshua Lim/Orlando Sentinel via AP)

I’m not yet over Sandy Hook, and actually I hope I never get over it, that none of us do, but since then almost 1000 mass shootings have taken place in the US. You read that right. I didn’t add an extra zero by mistake.

We have a gun problem, America. The reason I go straight to guns, and not religion, mental illness, bigotry, or straight up hate is this: no society will ever rid themselves completely of any of these things. We will always, always, always have people among us who are hateful of others, who are psychologically or emotionally unstable, who are violent and criminal, who are ideological extremists, and who are just evil. We can address and try to treat these conditions, but no way will we be able to wipe them out. In the face of that, I’d rather not that people who suffer from all sorts of seriously troubling conditions have easy access to weapons that can snuff out dozens of lives. It’s not complicated. We can’t control the human condition, but we can control guns. We just refuse to do it.

This attack is leaving people, both Muslim and not Muslim, deeply confused and conflicted. On one hand, there are the immediate pronouncements of radical Islamic terror, but then it emerged that the killer, Mateen, was himself gay, being a regular visitor of the club, where he’d often be escorted from drunk, that he destroyed two nights ago.

Much like in the case of Adnan you can’t have it both ways. You can’t argue he was a devout fundamentalist doing the bidding of Allah while at the same time acknowledge he drank and dated men, decidedly un-fundamentalist-like behavior.

Like many of the mass shooters this country has come to endure and tolerate (because really we are tolerating this crap), Mateen was an angry, unstable, sick man. Abusive, racist, conflicted over his sexuality. He wasn’t violent because he was Muslim or because he was gay. He was violent because he was deeply disturbed and he did damage because he was able to get guns easily.

This attack, like every attack by a Muslim perp, has again put the Muslim community into an impossible fix. We decry that such a deed has anything to do with Islam and yet we scramble to put on press conferences and issue statements knowing that people associate it with us no matter what.  We are damned if we do and damned if we don’t and are stuck having to respond publicly, as if there is collective culpability, to every Muslim piece of crap who does something awful in the West.  In the East there are daily terror attacks, because terrorists spend most of their time killing Muslims in case you didn’t realize it, but American Muslims aren’t expected to hold a press conference for those. A small comfort. Or not.

The next few weeks will packed with analysis over Mateen, homosexuality in the Muslim community, and ISIS. But as we continue to debate his motives, remember this: the families of 49 innocent people will remain shattered forever and other sick, scary people keep buying more guns.

I will continue to pray for the families of the victims, donate to help them through all of this, and point out that America is addicted to lethal weapons.



Asia McClain’s book was finally released last week and I read it over the past weekend. It was a quick read because she writes with conversational comfort, direct and simple, a style I actually love. I have always hated the pomposity of presumptuous writing.

Just get the book. Trust me.

Just get the book. Trust me.

I couldn’t not read the book, after all I had to see what she had to say about the case, about Serial, about Urick and Thiru, and of course about Adnan and Hae. She didn’t disappoint. As she had since 1999, Asia remains firm in her conviction of seeing Adnan after school on the day Hae disappeared, and confirms what I recall, that both her boyfriend and his friend had also seen Adnan and during that time remembered it. All these years later they may not, but they were never asked to for 15 years.

I was deeply moved at how strongly she felt about doing the right thing after she heard Urick on Serial. It weighed on her heart heavily, and I could sense it in her words. I outright cried when she cited a mutual friend of her and Adnan who said he always believed in Adnan’s innocence and that Adnan is one of the sweetest people he’s ever met.

Asia also publishes her letters from 1999, the ones she wrote to Adnan, in the book with notations. She scrupulously tries to explain nearly everything that could be left up to interpretation. I understand why she does it, given the awful way Thiru tried to twist everything she wrote as a 17 year old at the PCR hearing. I hope on the inside he is ashamed of himself. He’s no better than the idiotic guilters who have harassed Asia to no end, including saying terrible things about her baby (she’s due next month) and organizing a campaign to give her book one star ratings on Amazon. One asshole, a female one from the chubby, scruffy nail-polished finger I could see in the pics, bought the book a couple of weeks ago from Barnes & Nobles and took photos of some pages to share with the cockroach sub. At least she bought the book, because no one else did. Within a jiffy the roach gang apparently uploaded a pirated copy. Of course ten sad angry people reading a pirated copy does not a revolution make, and though they tried hard to screw Asia on Amazon reviews, the result is pathetic. Every single star left is from someone whose purchase can’t be verified, ie they got hearts full of vitriol but empty, broke-ass wallets. Every verified purchaser has left her four and five stars. That says something.

I’m going to be writing my review in the next day or so. The book was sweet, funny (I lol’d a few times), and authentic. I will never be able to appreciate enough Asia stepping up to the plate, to the scrutiny, to the assholery of the state, to the sickness of online trolls, all for the sake of truth. It won’t be in vain sister.

I’m asking all my readers, followers, supporters to buy Asia’s book and leave her the reviews she deserves for being brave and sticking by the truth despite being harassed and intimated by trolls and Thiru. I promise you the shyte the trolls are saying about her book are lies. Because the idiots haven’t even read it.

Thank you Asia. Power and prayers to you and your family.




Speaking of books and reviews, my book has been reviewed by the two toughest reviewers in publishing – Kirkus and Publisher’s Weekly. Kirkus, I’ve been told, lives to rip authors a new one. Only 10% of the books that are submitted to them for review get the coveted Kirkus Star. PW is called the Bible of the book review industry. Both of these review outfits help determine the amount of media your book will get, if bookstores will carry it, and even the kind of sales you are likely to see.

Both Kirkus and PW have now given Adnan’s Story starred reviews. It is rather unreal to me. I looked up some of my favorite books and authors on both sites and realized how most of them didn’t get the star. My agent and editor are thrilled of course, but I’m still not believing it. After reading my book through about 2300 times for edits, I can’t quite take it anymore. Despite my skepticism, it seems the book is not half-bad.

You can get your not-half-bad book here: If you preorder before August 9, you get a bookplate personally signed by me, just fill out the form on that site. My hand will be just fine after signing 5000 of them, who needs fine motor skills? After August 9, sorry no more bookplates.

But you may be able to get your book signed in person, because there will be a number of events coming up, including an actual launch event on August 9, on the Baltimore harbor itself. The list of cities is not yet complete, and they’ll be added over time. If you don’t see your city, feel free to tweet at my agent Lauren Abramo (I love you Lauren, sorry) and see if something can be set up.

I look forward to meeting folks around the country and signing your books, but let’s face it, I have to love my pre-order readers more. You’ll feel the love in every cramped signature. Apologies in advance for any chai or Mr. Beans hair that ends up on them.

And yes, there is an audiobook. I’m recording the sucker. “How hard can it be?” I thought when I was asked to do it. Let me just put it this way: it takes me about 5 hours to read 50 pages. The book is over 400 pages. Do the math. I’ve recorded for 5 days and have about 3 more days to go. By the end of every recording day I can barely form words anymore. Some words, words I use all the time, don’t even sound right anymore. After a while I start wondering if anything I’m saying is even coherent. I periodically break into tear when reading hard passages. My intestinal track is one loud beast, a revelation to me, and often competes for the mic in the dead-silent recording booth.

All in all, I feel deeply sorry for the sound editor who has to deal with me saying “sorry”, “thirsty”, “tummy”, “need a tissue” and a host of other things a million times as we trudge through my inability to simply read with expression. Nonetheless they seem hopeful that it will actually get done, so I have hope too. You can order the audiobook on

Adnan’s story isn’t just what’s in the book of course. It’s what is going on right now, this very minute. I must get at least a dozen inquiries a day about the status of his appeal, about if the judge has ruled.

He hasn’t. Yes, it’s been four months or so. Yes it feels like forever and I am really really ready to get that ruling already. But there is no deadline, no time limit, no way to predict when it will happen. I love you people, but please, I can’t keep repeating the same thing over and over on social media. You can bet when the judge rules it will be all over the news, my timeline, Justin Brown’s timeline, and the timeline of anyone associated with the case or Undisclosed, including Saad, Susan, Colin and others. YOU WILL NOT MISS THE NEWS WHEN IT BREAKS, believe this.

Lots of people ask if it’s a good or bad thing that Judge Welch is taking so long. It’s neither. He’s taking as long as it takes for him to try and make his judgment iron-clad. It will be his legacy after all, the last ruling of his career, having been brought out of retirement for it. The last thing he wants is to be overruled by the higher court. Whatever he decides, he wants to make sure it will withstand an appeal.

Because it will be appealed. If we lose, we appeal. If the State loses, they appeal. Judge Welch’s decision is very important, but it may be that the final decision will be with the higher court anyway.

It’s hard to be patient, I know. Just remember that Adnan and his family have waited 17 years. We got this.



Have we got a story for you

Have we got a story for you

Season 2 is upon us soon. We will start off a brand new wrongful conviction case, one that will make your head spin, on July 11, 2016. It doesn’t mean we won’t continue to cover Adnan’s case, we will. You know we can’t and won’t ever walk away from it. So anytime there is a development, we’ll update you on it, rest assured.

It’s not just a new case we’re bringing to you, and a new defendant to fight for, we also have some big changes that we’re over the moon about. Actor Jon Cryer has joined the Undisclosed team! I know, we can’t believe it ourselves. You may be wondering how this all came about, but no worries, we’ll soon have an episode explaining all that.

Jon with his book "So That Happened". It's the first and only audiobook I ever heard, a gift from Jon, and it is hilarious, moving, wonderful :)

For now what you should be really excited about is this: every Monday you’ll get your Undisclosed episode with Susan, Colin and I. Every Thursday you’ll get an Addendum episode hosted by Jon. That’s right. Two episodes a week.

And that’s not the last you’ll hear of Undisclosed news. There’s more to come, soon enough. The criminal justice system won’t know what hit em.

And It’s Only Wednesday

Doesn't look like it

Doesn’t look like it

A lot has been going on, which is how I will weasel my way out of not blogging any sooner. It’s already COB on the day the State’s response brief to our Motion to Reopen was due and I’ve been strumming my fingers, trying to calm my heart palpitations, all day.  So far, nothing filed. Did they just miss the deadline, after asking for an extension?

But, according to a little bird, today was also the deadline for an MPIA request a friendly force filed with the Baltimore County PD.  Are these things connected?  Anything is possible.

Regardless, you’ve had more than enough time.  Hand it over already, Maryland.



These are high holy days for both Muslims and Jews.  A fascinating (but understandable if you know the theology) connection between the days we are celebrating is this: both Yom Kippur and Yom Arafat are days of fasting, atonement and forgiveness by God.

Yom Kippur is the holiest day of the Jewish calendar. Observant Jews undergo a full day and night fast, and many intense hours in prayer and asking for repentance.  The tradition is that God writes the fates of the upcoming year into the “Book of Life” and on Yom Kippur that book, those fates, are sealed. So up until this time, people have a chance to atone for the wrongs they’ve done others and hope their fates get a positive boost in the Book.

Yom Arafat is remarkably similar. It completes the Hajj pilgrimage, which is wrapping up right now in Mecca, and is a day when the millions of pilgrims stand on the plain and mount of Arafat for hours in prayer, asking for forgiveness for their sins.  It is also the tradition to fast on this day for those who are not making the pilgrimage, those of us at home who seek God’s forgiveness and pardon from afar.

A quick aside for those wondering what the heck the Hajj is all about. You may be surprised to know it is will sound incredibly familiar to those who remember their Sunday school lessons.  As the story goes in the Abrahamic traditions, the patriarch and prophet Abraham (AS)* was unable to have children with his wife Sarah (AS).  Sarah allowed him to take another wife Hagar (AS).  Here is where the Judeo-Christian and Islamic stories diverge: in the Islamic tradition, once Hagar had a son Ishmael, Abraham was ordered by God to take her and the child far away and leave them in the remote desert, an order Hagar accepted. In the Judeo-Christian tradition Sarah got jealous and threw them out.  Muslims don’t believe that. We got no haterade for Sarah.  

Two million people, all at once

Two million people, all at once

So Abraham took Hagar and Ishmael out to “Becca”, now known as Mecca, and left them there.  Alone.  He didn’t want to, but he obeyed God’s commands.  The baby started crying, thirsty and hungry. Hagar, frantic but not willing to lay down and just die, began running to  seek a source of water. She ran seven times between the two small hills, Safa and Marwa, before returning to the baby, exhausted.  God, having heard her maternal pleas and grief, sent the angel Gabriel to the baby.  The baby kicked his heel on the earth, in which spot the angel moved the dirt to reveal a spring, called Zamzam, which flows to this day.

Abraham kept returning to visit his wife and son, and when Ishmael got a little older they built a place to worship God, apparently on the same spot Adam first built a house of worship, which is that little iconic square building (the ka’aaba) draped in black fabric that the world sees as a symbol for Mecca.  Its basically empty inside. The tradition about it says that the Throne of God is above this spot, seven heavens above it, but above it nonetheless. And as people go round and round the ka’aaba here on earth, seven heavens above legions of angels also go around and around God’s throne in worship and awe. 

Astronaut Scott is not exactly at seventh heaven level, but still pretty cool

Astronaut Scott is not exactly at seventh heaven level, but still pretty cool

Now, when pilgrims go for Hajj there are a number of rituals they perform, including running between the hills of Safa and Marwa to commemorate Hagar’s search for sustenance, standing in prayer and atonement on the day of Arafat, and at the end paying for the sacrifice of a goat, cow, lamb to commemorate the story of Abraham’s sacrifice of his son at God’s command. Of course, if you recall, God switched out the son at the last second for an ram, but the point is Abraham was willing to do it for God.  So every Muslim family that can afford to will have an animal slaughtered, keep 1/3 of the meat, give 1/3 to friends and family, and distribute 1/3 to the impoverished.  The day after Arafat is a celebration, Eid, which for us is tomorrow. Basically we dress up, eat a lot, exchange gifts, and in my family, hit up a movie at night. I’m all about the new Johnny Depp movie tomorrow night.  

Ok, back to the other stuff.

We all have things to atone for, none of us are saints. And if you think you have nothing to feel badly for, you may be an arrogant turd. Or Donald Trump. Yes, you may be Donald Trump.

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If you’re wondering what David is talking about above, it’s been a busy week in hating Muslims here in the US.

In case you missed it, presidential candidates are getting a jump start on their Islamophobia platforms this election cycle. In the past week Trump already humored a supporter at a rally who asked when the US could get rid of all the Muslims already (dammit we’ve been here 500 years or so, enough is enough), and Ben Carson declared Islam not compatible with the US Constitution, hence a Muslim president just wouldn’t work for him.  He got a bit of a fundraising boost with that one.

Then there was the arrest of this poor 14 year old kid in Texas for bringing a clock to school, a clock he kept telling his teachers was a clock.  But Muslims with clocks can mean anything, right Bill Maher?

Ahmed is having a bad day

Ahmed is having a bad day

The upside of all of it is that none of this crap went quietly into the night.  There was major disgust, pushback, and ridicule of the bigoted players. Ahmed got invited to the White House and to pretty much any engineering school he wants to go to. Which means we can still win this thing, and I don’t yet have to move with my kids to Indonesia or something.

So that is what David is atoning for in his tweet. My atonement is for telling people to eff off more than I would have liked to on Twitter, and also for letting the last year go by too fast and not having the time I wish I did for my girls.

This may be a good time for a bunch of others to atone. Jay, Urick, Ritz, Mac, Mandy, and the other players who put an innocent 17 year old kid away for life.

Jay, atone for every day that Adnan has lost because of your false testimony.  Thou shall not bear false witness, remember that?  As long as Adnan is in prison, it will be your false testimony keeping him there.

Urick, you racist rat bastard, atone for railroading a young black man through threat of the death penalty into giving false testimony. Atone for using Adnan’s religion to demonize him. Atone for messing with witnesses to undermine Adnan’s defense, atone for preventing Asia from testifying, atone for blocking the truth in a court of justice. If you have a soul that is.

Also the Pope is in town, another good reason to cleanse yourself of your sins.  God, I love this Pope.



Can I get a witness to the awesomeness, diligence, and fortitude that is Bob Ruff on his Serial Dynasty podcast?  He’s a master interviewer, getting all sorts of people to talk. Most recently he’s done a few remarkable things:

  • Confirm that Don’s alibi/timesheets for the day Hae disappeared were falsified.  This is kind of major, when you consider the possibility of who could have had the opportunity to be in contact with her that day.  At this point numerous general managers and HR of LensCrafters have confirmed Don’s 1/13/99 timesheet to be fake. Thanks BPD for nothing. For not even bothering to confirm this shit sixteen years ago. Oh right, bad evidence.
  • Talked to Mr. E, ie neighbor boy, who basically said none of that trunk pop stuff happened around him, and gave a totally different version of how Adnan allegedly killed Hae according (of course) to Jay: that he went to see her after work at the mall, got in an argument, and killed her in the heat of the moment.  Murder version number….9? I’ve lost count
  • Had a heart to heart with Laura, who was friends with Jay, Jenn, and Adnan, and to whom NONE of Jay’s story made sense because she knew him and Adnan simply were not in a such a relationship, because Adnan would never hurt a fly, and because Jay could easily be railroaded by police. Also, interesting that despite hanging out with these folks constantly, neither Jay or Jenn ever said a peep to her about their involvement in the case or trial. Though Jay did tell others. My guess? He told people who didn’t know Adnan.  People like Laura, who did know Adnan, would have called him out and probably contacted Adnan to figure out what the heck was happening.

Bob has some other really important interviews and information coming up, and thanks to a cease and desist letter from Serial once he topped the iTunes charts (though he was already considering it), he’s re-branding his show. It will now be the Truth and Justice podcast, and he’ll continue (after Adnan’s case) to look at other wrongful convictions, maybe even the ones we at Undisclosed look at. Not sure.

Either way, let’s help him get set up. If you can spare a $20, please do donate to his new podcast:


I have two daughters. My younger one started second grade this year, my eldest started college.  She moved to live with her father, my ex, because his home is closer to her school.  This all happened too fast, and I’ve been just a little out of sorts about it.  By that I mean deeply depressed that my baby is gone, regardless of the fact that I still see her every week.

Note to parents: they grow up so fast you won’t know what hit you.  Its ok to cry. I did quite a bit in the last month.  I still had lots of things I was planning on doing with her and bam, before I knew it her childhood was gone. At this point, sitting her in my lap reading through the entire Nancy Drew series will probably not work.

Do it all while you can, moms and dads out there.  Time is the thing we can never get back.

On a positive note, lest you forget, I have a career that has nothing to do with Adnan’s case.  This year I wrapped up a two year project with the New America Foundation. Next year I am excited and honored to be joining the US Institute for Peace as a Jennings Randolph Senior Fellow to research and document the role of interfaith actors in resilience to sectarian violence in two hotbeds:  Pakistan and Myanmar.

My work on countering violent extremism goes on.  I can’t wait until Adnan is home so I can continue it fully.

Also in November of this year the Campaign for Fair Sentencing of Youth will be honoring a number of remarkable people for their work. If you’re in the DC area, believe in sentencing reform for youth offenders, come out and join us.  I am also being honored but seriously, one of these things does not belong:

I am the thing that doesn't belong, an thus honored even moreso

I am the thing that doesn’t belong, an thus honored even moreso


That’s how we greet each other on the Eid holiday, wishing blessings on this day. We give gifts on this occasion, so my gift to readers today are these documents below, a glimpse into the kind of person Adnan is.  When you go through them, think about what he could have been. What Jay and Urick and others took from him. And say a prayer that he gets the chance to have a life again.

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It’s On Now

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Yesterday was a good day for Adnan and his supporters. Not such a good day for the State of Maryland.

First they got bitten in the bum by their brilliant maneuver of referring to the cell phone records as their response to Asia’s alibi for the 2:36pm call, thereby opening the door to those records.  Justin Brown, Adnan’s attorney, jumped on it.  Oh you wanna talk cell records?  Let’s go there baby.  Let’s open that door all the way now. Thank you, dear attorney for the State, for going there.  Here’s to hoping the Judge sees it our way and wants to go there too.

Next, of course, was the big reveal in Undisclosed about the CrimeStoppers reward.  In case you’re a visual person, like graphics, or just need more clarity on the timeline of the entire thing, we have an awesome graphic here to lay it all out for you.

There is a lot of discussion on who the tipster could be.  All existing evidence seems to point to Jay, as we laid out in the podcast. It also feels right in my bones. But my bones aren’t proof.  We’ll get the proof though, as long as no one at Baltimore County PD is frantically tearing records up right now or did so long ago.  Now that we have a hard and fast confirmation that this reward was paid out and a tip came in much earlier (though apparently with no actionable information because the police still had no idea what happened to Hae or where her car was), Justin is on solid footing to subpoena the information directly.

And if that information has magically disappeared from BCPD files, though how could it under the watchful eye of Prosecutor Wash who now heads the division, its still all good. Because we can summon every freaking officer who touched the case, from O’Shea to Mac to Ritz to Massey (and find him this time), and compel them to testify to who got the reward and what the tip was.

This information WILL come to light.  Its just a matter of time.

I hope that $3075 was worth it Mr./Ms. tipster-with-no-useful-information-except-lying-about-Adnan.


Because somethings ARE NOT COMPUTING with people: it is the job of the State of MD to find Hae’s killer, not the job of Adnan’s defense counsel or anyone else. It is also a matter of routine that defendants use the appellate process to challenge their convictions. Some folks think unless the defense team somersaults into the courtroom with flaming proof of another person as the killer (because apparently its not enough to show that Adnan pretty much COULD NOT have killed her), he’s not entitled to a new trial.

That’s not how the law works. He, as any criminal defendant, is entitled to the full appellate process and challenging every bit of shady, shitty, made up crap the State got away with the last time.  In the game of life, and the court of law, its only about winning for jerks. For the rest of us, its about doing things right. And doing things right by others.

That’s why I’m working for an actual exoneration for Adnan, not just so he’s freed, but so the State is forced to reopen the investigation into her death.  But again, we don’t have to. Adnan doesn’t have to.  We could beat them in court, he could come home, and the case would be closed.  Then you could blame the police and prosecutors on this, and demand it from them to give Hae justice.


No, I don’t mean the calls. I mean what’s coming up soon:

  1. The hearing. I expect this to be full blown hearing with Asia testifying, maybe Urick is pulled back in, maybe we get cell experts if the court allows the supplement. If Justin gets what he needs, a Brady motion may also be coming.  I was at the courthouse last week with Susan and Seema Iyer from MSNBC and we were going through their files to find some missing things we didn’t have (speaking of which HI CALEB H., GOOD JOB WITH THE ARCHIVES!) and were told to hurry up because the Judge wanted the case files and exhibits ASAP. Which means to me that we will probably get the hearing sooner rather than later, I’m hoping by end of October. The State, which failed to respond to Justin’s motion to reopen with the court, asked to have until September 8 to respond (after the court asked them um you got something you want to say?) and after that its all about waiting for the Judge to rule on the motion and schedule a date (could be in either order). So, there is no timeline for the folks who are asking.  We all have to just wait and see.
  2. Speaking of Susan, Seema, and MSNBC we will be doing another special with Seema on September 1st based on some of the things we found in the files. Things we’ve never seen before. Like the crime scene photos (though some are still missing and I expect the State’s Attorney office has them), the original exhibits of the cell tower maps, Hae’s diary, video of the broken windshield wiper/turn signal, and the original letter with the “I’m going to kill” written on it.  We have copies of it all now. And we have a lot to say about what we found.
  3. Bob at Serial Dynasty Podcast. Gah. Neighbor Boy. And other stuff. You do NOT want to miss what he’s been working on.
  4. Bob is not the only one who is talking to some key folks that we haven’t heard from before.  Susan and Colin are also chatting with someone very important to our next episode, someone we again haven’t heard from before.
  5. While Undisclosed is focused on Adnan’s wrongful conviction, wrongful for so many reasons including the fact that he’s innocent, we are also investigating the murder itself.  It is paramount to me, as important as getting Adnan home, that we find and nail the person who killed Hae.  We are working on this, there are leads that may pan out, or may not. That’s how investigations go. But don’t think for a second we aren’t thinking about her. I think about her all the time.  And I’m nearly positive I know who did it.*


If possible, that is. Tweet at the Maryland Attorney General Brian Frosh and Baltimore State’s Attorney Marilyn Mosby to #LetTheEvidenceIn with regards to the cell records and CrimeStoppers information. Their twitter handles are @BrianFrosh and @MarilynMosbyEsq . Use the hashtag above and (I know not everyone is hashtag experienced) the way to do it is to keep the entire phrase together with the “#” sign!


Thank you. To all of our listeners. For paying attention to our chock-full-of-information, dense, and sometimes difficult podcast. Thanks for helping us get to 28 million listens.

Keep listening, things are about to get even more interesting.

*No I will not tell you who or how. Not now. But that day will come too. 


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