Conn told reporter Bill Estep that his six months as a fugitive in Mexico, Guatemala and Honduras were “horrible.” Always looking over his shoulder, “I never got one true minute of relaxation.”
It’s hard to know where to start, but first must be the hundreds of families in Eastern Kentucky and West Virginia whose lives remain upended because they entrusted their Social Security disability claims to him.
And there are the honest lawyers volunteering to help these claimants — they probably don’t find trying to rebuild medical cases from years ago very relaxing.
And there are the two whistle blowers from the Social Security office in West Virginia who got only retribution for trying to alert superiors to the scam Conn was working with an administrative law judge there. Not too relaxing for them to contemplate the damages they’ve been awarded by a federal court that they will likely never collect.
The list goes on — there are the law enforcement agents who probably didn’t find searching for Conn very relaxing, not to mention we poor taxpayers who are footing the bill for not only the search but for his fraud, the cost of prosecuting it and ultimately housing him in a federal institution.
In a 42-page letter, Conn wrote that he suffered “painful guilt,” over his illegal acts. He praised the FBI, compared himself to Dorothy in “The Wizard of Oz,” and Rhett Butler in “Gone With the Wind.”
But throughout this tedious, self-aggrandizing account he never expressed a word of concern for those he victimized.