Bio from http://badvolf.com/
My name is John Mark Dougan, a former United States Marine and former Deputy Sheriff, now living in Russia for political asylum; soon to become a Russian citizen.
I joined the United States Marine Corps in 1996 and served four years. First, as a anti-tank infantryman, then a member of a Weapons and Sniper company, where after several meritorious promotions, I became the Training Non-Commissioned Officer, in charge of training and instruction for water survival, land and ocean navigation, and shooting. I spent the last year competing on the Divisional Marine Corps Rifle and Pistol team, ranking in the top 10.
I left the Marine Corps in 1999 with an honorable discharge, the highest available, and went into business shipping horses all over the United States. I got bored and started a database design company, and then became a Deputy Sheriff at the Palm Beach County Sheriff’s Office. As a Deputy Sheriff I did anything from write traffic tickets to chasing murder suspects, and every job in between. Investigations of fraud, burglaries, and because of my military experience, I did surveillance work for the Drug Enforcement Agency to catch some of our most notorious drug dealers. I was on the honor guard, and also was the liaison between the technology department and the road patrol units.
John Mark Dougan, serving on the Palm beach County Honorguard, 2007
I noticed a problem in police work; the fact my colleagues were going around, arbitrarily beating black and Latin-American people, and arresting them for crimes that were false. I approached my command staff several times, who were well aware of the problems, but looked the other way. After a year of them doing nothing, I brought the problem to the attention to the Palm Beach Post, which demanded an investigation and made the problem public. I was targeted and retaliated against, and I resigned from police work in 2009.
I started the web site, PBSOTALK, that allowed good police officers to expose crimes committed by dirty police officer without fear of retaliation. The site was so effective, it led to the exposure, arrest and firings of countless police officers who would have otherwise been shielded by the Sheriff. I was investigated for eight long years, and in 2015, audio recordings emerged of one of the Sheriff’s detectives investigating me, admittedly with help of the FBI. He said their goal was to put me in jail and have me tortured and killed there and to bring down my website.
In 2016, they were one step closer: my home was raided by 45 FBI and Palm Beach County law enforcement agents on the false claim of hacking. They took every digital device from my home, seized money and bank accounts, and planted hidden surveillance equipment in my home. They did not arrest me because they didn’t have legitimate charges, because they knew the world was watching. Still, it was only a matter of time after they seized my computers, because recording someone in Florida is a crime. And with me recording the criminal police officers, I was facing 50 years in prison.
I knew if I stayed, I would never survive until a trial, and I knew I had to escape. I could not leave on an airline because I was put on the Department of Homeland Security’s “No Fly List.” Originally, I was going to sneak out of the country via a boat, but I caught FBI surveillance teams watching me – several times. I came up with a plan to wear a disguise – a blond wig and blue glasses. I took this from my mother’s home and went to the mall, where I entered a large, busy store and changed all of my clothing in one of the dressing rooms. I exited from a different direction to an unregistered car that I planned to have waiting for me, and drive north.
I rented a small aircraft to fly me over Canada to take photos and land back in the United States, a route that requires no authorization by the american authorities. But once over Canada, I faked a heart attack over a pre-determined location and landed at a small airstrip. I threw the pilot some money, grabbed my bag and ran through the woods into a nearby town, where I took a bus to Toronto. I flew on Turkish Airlines Moscow, and claimed political asylum. I landed in Moscow with just $600 in cash, and no working bank cards. I was given help by a woman I knew, and her husband, a journalist. Things were very dark for me in the beginning, but slowly, I have overcome many challenges and soon hope to get my citizenship.
I work doing many different things, and I have many hobbies, but my favorite thing is being able to return the kindness to this wonderful country, the way kindness was given to me when I came and had nothing. And so, when I am not working, you can find me volunteering for various charities around Russia and doing what I can to help the most disadvantaged in society – the disabled.
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