INSIDE AMERICA’S QUIET BLACK SITES
By LeRoy Nellis
Austin, Texas
This is not a comeback story. It’s a live incident report.
For six years, I’ve been trapped in an escalating chain of events that has blown through my health, my finances, my reputation, and my family life—while the public is told it’s just “the process.”
Here is what is currently happening, in plain language, without theatrics:
- I am alleging that Williamson County has pursued five separate false charges against me across this ongoing ordeal—charges that function as leverage, delay, and pressure rather than justice.
- I am legally blind after what I contend was medical harm caused or enabled by unlicensed or improperly credentialed “medical” personnel while I was detained.
- I have neurological damage throughout my body consistent with what I was later told was a chemical-induced stroke. I am living inside the aftermath—daily.
- My father sold both of my homes, wiping out my housing stability and financial base while I was already fighting to survive medically and legally.
- My ex-wife is attempting to take my daughter from me, and the legal pressure campaign has directly affected custody, visitation, and the narrative around my fitness as a father.
- I am alleging that one of the false narratives pushed about me was that I am a pedophile—a reputational nuke that spread through my social sphere (including my Facebook network of over 5,000 people) and detonated relationships that took decades to build.
- My LinkedIn presence was effectively wiped out, damaging professional credibility and future earning capacity.
- I am alleging ongoing digital intrusion: repeated compromise attempts of my Google account, unauthorized access to emails, and persistent account interference that tracks alongside this wider campaign.
THE CORE CLAIM
I am alleging a single integrated system of coercion—legal, medical, reputational, and digital—operating as a pressure architecture designed to force compliance, silence, or collapse.
They call it “pre-trial detention.” I call it punishment without conviction.
And the part nobody wants to say out loud: in a system like this, the environment becomes the weapon. You don’t have to beat someone in public if you can break them quietly with procedure, delay, isolation, medical neglect, and reputational poison.
WHY I’M PUBLISHING THIS NOW
I’m publishing this because “quiet” is the business model.
If you keep everything fragmented—one charge here, one medical event there, one digital incident over here—then no single observer sees the full system. Everyone only sees their department’s slice and shrugs: “Not my lane.”
So I’m doing what the system hates: consolidation. One page. One narrative. One continuous chain of accountability.
THE MEDICAL ISSUE THAT DOESN’T GO AWAY
I am asserting that individuals presented themselves as EMT/EMS personnel while participating in medical decisions and actions that contributed to catastrophic harm—harm I now live with as legal blindness and neurological injury.
That is not a clerical problem. That is a public safety problem.
It raises a simple, measurable question that the public has a right to know:
Were the people performing medical functions actually licensed/certified to do so?
That’s why I am now pursuing formal licensure verification through Texas records channels. Credentials are not vibes. If a person wears a badge and touches someone’s health, the license trail should exist.
THE REPUTATION STRIKE
When you want to destroy someone fast, you don’t just attack their liberty—you attack their identity.
I am alleging that “pedophile” was used as a narrative weapon against me. That label spreads faster than truth, and it does what it’s designed to do: it isolates the target, ruins credibility, and turns friends into prosecutors.
It’s not just personal. It’s strategic. Once your name is toxic, the system doesn’t even have to win in court—it wins in your community.
THE FINANCIAL AND FAMILY COLLAPSE
While I have been fighting to survive medically and legally, my financial foundation was gutted. I am stating that my father sold both of my homes. At the same time, I’m facing custody pressure with my daughter.
This is what the machine does: it doesn’t just punish a person; it destabilizes every support pillar around them—housing, money, parenthood, reputation, and mental endurance—until “giving up” feels like the only quiet exit.
That’s the design. That’s the product. And I’m refusing the outcome.
THE DIGITAL LAYER
I am alleging sustained digital interference: account compromise attempts, email access concerns, and recurring disruption of my Google ecosystem. Whether those actions are directly state-linked or a parallel opportunistic attack riding the chaos, the result is the same: communication becomes unstable, and the target loses the ability to function normally in modern life.
If due process is the courtroom, digital intrusion is the back alley behind it.
WHAT THIS SITE IS GOING TO DO
This site is not here to entertain. It is here to preserve an evidentiary timeline and to document a live pattern in a way that survives suppression, denial, and “lost records.”
Here’s the operational plan going forward:
- Credential verification: confirm EMS/EMT licensure status for any person presenting as medical personnel.
- Document indexing: every name, date, and form entry gets logged and cross-referenced.
- Continuity of narrative: stop letting the story be fragmented into “separate issues.” It’s one system.
- Public accountability: publish what can be published, and preserve what must be preserved for counsel and investigators.
CLOSING: I’M NOT ASKING FOR PITY. I’M DEMANDING TRANSPARENCY.
I’m not writing this because I’m fragile. I’m writing it because I’m still functional enough to document what’s being done—and that makes me dangerous to a system that runs on silence.
If you’re reading this and you’ve been through anything like it, understand the core truth:
They don’t have to erase you physically if they can erase you socially, financially, medically, and digitally.
I’m still here. I’m still speaking. And I’m building an archive that doesn’t blink.
/s/ LeRoy Nellis
LeRoy Nellis
Austin, Texas
Email: LeRoyNellis2@gmail.com
Phone: 512-450-1533

