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NEIL KEENAN AND GLOBAL ACCOUNTS UPDATE – “THE BRIDGE” – A PERSONAL STATEMENT FROM NEIL KEENAN (VIDEO)
Posted on May 30, 2013
by Neil F. Keenan
May
30, 2013 – I realize it is difficult waiting for the next post. It is
tough in between posts and I do not expect any of you to believe that
nothing happens when lots is actually going on. Because we are near the
end, I do not want you to miss the Ending. I would not want to miss the
end of a book after reading so many pages, or the final twenty minutes
of a movie. So I will try to bring you up to date so you know some of
what actually transpired to get us to “ The End.” It should create a
bridge from one point to another and then finally to Nelu’s release (I
hope so).
The
strangeness of this period is connected to the questionable activities
of Prosecutor Tanti, and of Nelu’s father-in-law Mulyadi—and the news of
his admission to Nelu (finally) that all along he was secretly working
with Keith Scott.
After
our request went out to all of you to call the court on Nelu’s behalf,
you delivered more than 25,000 phone calls and it shut their system
down. When the court had no access to its system they understood we had
some strength as well. It got to the point soon after that the Courts
contacted our Irish-Korean friend Inchul Kim and politely asked him to
keep me away from the courts. When Kim asked why, they stated “They
were all afraid of Mr. Keenan.”
When
I was told this I wondered how they could make such a statement when I
was on my best behavior and actually was thankful to the courts for
their help. They did not have to help me! I thank them all to this
very day because without them an integral element of Nelu’s case would
never have been revealed and we would be to this very moment stuck with
what we had. What was revealed (and rightfully so) by Mr. Ibnu came to
light when he asked why did I not show up to testify when I was summoned
by the court? I nearly fell off my chair when I heard this, yet
gathered myself and rather than be loud, I just looked at him
dumbfounded and asked, “What summons?” I had been waiting many months
for such an official court summons, and never received one despite being
told day by day, “It is coming.” Mr. Ibnu and I looked at each other at
this point, and the look in our eyes said it all. Someone in the
system suppressed the delivery of this summons. I wonder who that could
be?
We
(Inchul, Jo and myself) visited the Lower Court after being advised by
the Higher Court to get a statement submitted immediately to them
otherwise all would be lost. This advice was sound and I worked
fervently to get one through. After a long weekend working with Michael
and Jean, I was happy with what had been finalized and brought it to
the Lower Court on that following Monday.
Of course I expected everything to be okay. The Higher Court said to
do this. We went and found our dear friend Daisy who is as honest as
Day One and a fantastic person and asked her for help. I trust her
enough to ask her to translate and to help us. She has been so helpful
for many months and all my thanks to Daisy from us. But she was not
successful. I could see she had a problem as she walked down the
stairs. I was ready to walk away when she said that her supervisor told
her our statement could not be inserted into the case at this late
date. “The case is closed and in the hands of the Higher Court.” It
was the Higher Court that told us to bring it to the Lower Court, so
what could we now do other than walk away?
Again
it was Daisy who asked me what I wanted to do. I said, well, the man
said, “No,” so we should leave and return to the Apartment Hotel. Daisy
then asked, “Would you like to speak with him?” I said, “No, he made
his decision.” It was then Daisy said, “What do you have to lose if you
speak with him?” I said, “Nothing. But he made his decision.” On
thinking it through, I then said, “What the hell, we have nothing to
lose. Let’s go for it.”
At
that time I did not know Mr. Ibnu was Daisy’s boss. I learned later.
But all the while in his office, I felt comfortable. By being the
humble yet wise person he is, he put me at ease. When we both realized
the value of the missing summons, Mr. Ibnu told me I would need a cover
page for the statement—he decided to insert it into the case for us. He
had already read it and it impressed him such [so much] that he
believed it might mitigate Martha Wibawa’s sentence. He told us how to
address the cover page and then went and spoke privately with Daisy. I
am sure this conversation revolved around how well she knew me. I was
very honest with her from the first day I met her, thinking I would
testify and Nelu would be released. Again Daisy would prove to be
instrumental. Immediately we went and completed the cover page with Jo
working diligently while Inchul and I discussed the matter. Again Daisy
brought the finalized version upstairs to Mr. Ibnu and it was sent to
the Higher Court and then inserted into Nelu’s case file.
It
was a few days later that the request from Jean went out to the world
to call in and express support for Nelu. We banged our heads over this
one, realizing it could go either way but when push came to shove we
decided that the only way for anyone to see we were serious was to just
let the request go out to all of you. We prayed to God it would work.
After Jean’s request that Monday,
the lights on the phones began early in the courthouse and continued
throughout the day and night. The court could not work and had to
use their own cell phones to get things done.
I
did not feel great about it after the assistance they had given us but
everyone had to know this was also serious—they had an innocent man in
jail and I wanted the opportunity to speak for his release.
It
was some time before I realized that the separation of the case took
all evidence away from Nelu and gave it to the rightful
owner—MULYADI—his father-in-law who stabbed him in the back, the person
who believed he was working with Keith Scott but in fact was being
used. It was Mulyadi who was Scott’s spy. It was Mulyadi who told
Scott everything Nelu was doing. I had never liked that man, always
coming for the ride, but never having anything to say. Then when he
thought he had the opportunity he started sending me messages telling me
that he was the man to handle the Accounts, not Nelu. This continued
on, but I did not take it seriously. He even e-mailed photos of
himself holding what turned out to be fake notes he had been given—the
very notes that would eventually land him in jail (unwittingly trapping
his own son-in-law in Keith Scott’s net). I never took him seriously.
He would never be the man—he was not smart enough. And then he failed
the loyalty test.
A
few days ago, I went to visit Nelu in prison, and as it was family
visiting day, I found myself again with Mulyadi, Nelu, their wives, and
Jo and Inchul in the prison visiting room. I went only to speak with
Nelu for a few minutes but Mulyadi, upon learning of the phone systems
being shut down in support of Nelu, made his voice clear through Jo that
he wanted to know why I was not helping him—only Nelu. I asked him if
he was kidding, and told him I would not raise one finger to assist
him. I told him he should try calling Keith Scott—the guy he worked
for, the guy on whose behalf he ended up putting himself and Nelu in
prison. It was translated by Jo, and Mulyadi’s face turned tight and
he banged the table, but little did he get from me because I stood up
and banged the table as well.
Everyone
was watching us and Mulyadi stayed down and continued to ask with his
wife’s face on his shoulder why I was helping only Nelu. Mulyadi did not
really care if Nelu got out of prison, but he did care if Nelu got out
and he stayed in despite the fact that the entire matter was his doing.
Nelu tried to protect him throughout the court hearings never
mentioning Mulyadi’s conniving ways, but while Nelu was trying to help
Mulyadi, Mulyadi was trying to bury Nelu. At one point and time he
thought he was going home and Nelu was staying—since the notes were in
Nelu’s bag. On another occasion he told the Police he knew nothing
about the notes, which left Nelu literally holding the bag.
I
again told him he was responsible for this entire mess and if anything I
would like to take his head off. Jo would not translate this yet
apparently Mulyadi understood and banged the table again.
Banging tables does not bother me but setting up your own family does.
Mulyadi
not only hurt Nelu and his family but he hurt millions of people all
over the planet, since we had been about ready to begin the Humanitarian
Programs when Nelu was arrested.
I
was already standing and I banged the table back and told him you will
not get any help from me you &#$!?##!!!. Nelu asked me to please
remember this is his family, and his father-in-law might punch him in
the face. I calmed down for Nelu’s sake. I was glad he did not bring
his baby to see this. It was a shouting match and could have been much
more but we walked away.Jo being the smart man he is just kept looking
straight ahead at the wall in front of him not saying a word and I told
him later you are lucky this did not break out and he asked, ‘”Why?” I
said, “Because the guy in the middle is always the one that gets
whacked!” Hahahahha…:)
Jo
said, “Really?!!” Inchul, on the other hand, just kept watching
everything stoically. Nothing bothers that man. On the other
hand, Mulyadi’s emotions were apparently getting the better of him.
But
this time I kept my eyes on him, knowing after leaving the table he was
rounding up his boys for a further confrontation with either us or
Nelu. He did not want word to get out that he was responsible for
everything that happened to Nelu but rather that Nelu did this to him.
We had already planned on leaving, though, and I could only pray that
nothing happened to Nelu—but it did!
Later
that night in a confrontation Nelu shouted at Mulyadi that he had put
him in jail for nine months by secretly working with Keith Scott. Now
the only person who had a handle on this matter was me and for Nelu to
finally come out and say it must have been a reach for him, but Mulyadi
loudly responded, “Yes, I was working with Keith Scott, and you blew our
deal!”
Now
if stupid is as stupid does then you have to shake your head at this
one. Mulyadi had only fake notes. This is why he went to jail (getting
innocent Nelu jailed too) yet here he is saying, “You blew our deal.’”
Well,
Mr. Mulyadi, how did you ever expect to complete a deal with fake
notes? On the other hand Nelu had real notes (notes we planned on
bringing down to use in the Programs), and the banks were awaiting his
arrival. Of course, he never made it. So last week, for the first time
Nelu heard for himself that Mulyadi not only worked with Scott but was
involved in his incarceration. It goes without saying that Scott got
the hell out of Dodge after the arrest, and never lifted a finger to
help Mulyadi.
Now
we sit and wait the Higher Court’s Decision. Nelu’s case is in the
pipeline and he expects to receive an answer shortly. The matter of
Nelu’s innocence is not at stake as much as the court’s integrity. The
Prosecutor, Ms. Tanti, lost her integrity long ago and might be in line
to face charges herself. This still yet remains to be determined,
depending on how Nelu wants to handle things. To date the Indonesian
court (which is often chastised in the world media) has been more than
helpful. They have extended their hands and their wisdom and they have
not liked the state of things anymore than we have. They are not sure
who did what but they know something illegal was done and that it was
not Nelu who did it.
Wise
and humble people usually put together things in the right manner. Now
we sit and tempers have cooled—although I still get hot thinking about
things that should have been, could have been. It hurts to know that
Scott not only disrupted our attempts at getting the Humanitarian
Projects out there but destroyed a plan that would have been actively
generating capital for various projects throughout the world at this
very moment. He is hiding in Malaysia and Malaysia was in line to get
financing for some projects, so I leave him now to Malaysia. He is in
their hands. He cost them so much and then goes and uses them to hide.
Best he leave now because I will make sure they see this.
As
for Mulyadi I would expect him to serve out his sentence, since no one
could actually help him, and finally for Nelu I pray he at last gets to
rejoin his loving family. I feel so much for them all and am fighting
my very best, along with Jean, Michael, Inchul, Jo, Ben, David, Drake,
Frankie, Tichomir, Rich, Stanley, and most importantly all of you. You
proved yourselves with the phone calls and I must state right now I am
so proud to be involved with you. Thank you so much from the bottom of
all our hearts.
I
hope this sets the bridge you need between the last post and hopefully
Nelu’s release. Now you can see nothing has been smooth. It could have
gotten out of hand but I had Jo with me to translate, who could deal
with them all so easily. Go get ‘em Jo! Thanks for all, and now I must
say goodbye until Nelu is released. He should be out soon and remember
it took many of us to do things either big or small to hopefully make
this release possible, so we are all in it together. Again, thank you
for all you do.
Neil F. Keenan
On March 27, 2013, in Jakarta . . .
Uploaded on May 30, 2013
On March 27th
in Jakarta, Neil Keenan waited to call his friend Nelu in
prison…sitting on the couch next to the Mickey and Minnie dolls he
bought for Nelu to give to his little boy on the day when he walks free.
Keenan talks about the importance of creating a trustworthy team, and
doing the right thing with the Global Accounts. At the end, we share a
brief clip of Neil keeping the team’s spirits up with a late night
songfest with Inchul, Michael, and the Indonesian cabbie….
