Today is my birthday! I turn years old. I have a few more in my . I am finally proud that my . The inspires wise sayings that I dish out freely to any who cares to listen. And I still . Yeah; let's blow apart that myth that by .
My year was perhaps the most year of life. I gained and lost . The losses, I choose to . The gains, I boldly and publicly.
I was charged for two crimes against , tried, found guilty of one crime and not guilty of another, convicted, sentenced, processed as an appellant, and acquitted. I spent most of the year detained in maximum security prison where I shook the system. I left my writings scratched deep into the walls of the solitary confinement cells in the Condemned Section of .
I won the civil case in which I earlier sued the government of for slapping me with a travel ban. Court lifted the travel ban and awarded me damages worth fifty million . I look forward to airports reopening so that I can test whether or not my name was removed from the nasty No Fly List.
I also won in a court case where I sued them for refusing to enforce the orders of the university appeals tribunal — namely to reinstate my job, pay all my dues, and promote me. Court awarded me one hundred and twenty million , and ordered the university to comply with the earlier orders of the tribunal.
I received several awards of recognition for my , human rights activism and scholarship. I received support from many friends and allies, some known to me in person and many unknown to me physically. My were and by a huge throng of people, assuring me that even when I die, they will continue to be loved.
As the are busy preparing me a birthday meal fit for a , I am converting my bedroom into a base for my forthcoming political campaign. I am starting my year of life with a bang. I am for the and taking a into the unknown.