14/08/2026
SOMETHING HAS CHANGED IN HOW I AM LOOKING AT THE LAST SEVERAL YEARS.
I want to say this carefully because I am not interested in turning suspicion into accusation.
I am interested in the record.
And right now, the record has raised enough questions that I can no longer pretend everything surrounding my family and my current legal situation is ordinary.
A huge part of this begins with my brother Logan.
For years after Logan’s death, I requested estate information, military paperwork, beneficiary documentation, and other records that I do not believe were ever fully explained or provided to me.
More than eight years have passed.
I still carry enormous grief over the way Logan was treated while he was alive, and I have experienced things within my own family afterward that made me understand some of his pain very differently.
The part that breaks my heart most is simple:
Logan used to come hang out with me in Champaign.
Everyone knew him.
Everyone loved him.
He had that enormous smile everyone remembers.
And now I look back and wonder how much pain that smile was hiding.
I wish I had simply said:
“Come work with me. Stay here. You have a place.”
I cannot change that now.
But I can stop looking away from unanswered questions.
And lately, there have been a lot of them.
During a very brief meeting with an attorney, a conversation that began with my book, ministry, copyright, and creative work unexpectedly moved into my military history, medical history, Logan’s estate, my family, behavioral-health involvement, and my pending case.
During the estate discussion, the phrase “guardianship dissolution” was unexpectedly used.
I have not been given a satisfactory explanation yet regarding whose guardianship was being referenced or how it relates to the estate discussion.
That is not an accusation.
It is a very specific legal phrase that deserves a very specific answer.
I also learned of overlapping conflicts involving attorneys and entities connected in different ways to matters affecting me.
I was advised to consider requesting conflict-free substitute counsel.
Separately, another prosecutor outside the county handling an unrelated matter has now indicated that another prosecutor will be reviewing circumstances I brought to their attention.
Again:
That does not prove misconduct.
But it is enough to make me stop dismissing everything as coincidence.
There are also prior incidents where I maintain that I was the victim of physical violence.
In at least one of those incidents, my injuries were contemporaneously documented by a hospital.
Yet I have been unable to reconcile what happened with the criminal records I expected to exist afterward.
That deserves an explanation from the records.
There are questions about why a behavioral-health intervention had apparently already been arranged around the time of my arrest.
There are questions about why one law-enforcement officer specifically rejected that disposition and required that I instead be formally arrested and processed immediately.
At the time, I viewed that decision as hostile.
Today I am no longer certain.
Formal processing created:
dispatch records,
body-camera footage,
timestamps,
booking records,
names,
orders,
and an evidentiary trail.
Maybe that officer was simply following procedure.
Maybe he knew something I did not.
Maybe I misunderstood the entire situation.
That is exactly why I want the records.
There are also unresolved medical and evaluation questions.
I am not refusing legitimate evaluation.
What I object to is any process where a diagnosis is treated as the objective first and the evidence is arranged around it afterward.
My current treating records describe a considerably more limited medical picture than some earlier characterizations.
I want the entire medical history considered—including trauma, physical injury, chronic pain, severe weight loss, malnutrition, and actual functioning—rather than selectively choosing information that supports a preferred narrative.
There are also several unusual vehicle incidents over the years.
I am NOT publicly alleging sabotage.
Mechanical failures happen.
Old vehicles break.
Coincidences exist.
But when enough highly unusual failures accumulate, including catastrophic failures affecting fundamental controls, I believe it becomes reasonable to preserve the physical evidence and allow qualified people to determine whether we are looking at coincidence, mechanical defect, negligent maintenance, or something else.
I will not decide the answer before the examination.
That principle applies to everything I am describing here.
I DO NOT KNOW THE COMPLETE ANSWER YET.
That matters.
I am not claiming every person involved knows every other person.
I am not claiming one giant conspiracy explains my life.
In fact, it may turn out that different people were acting for completely different reasons—some good, some bad, some simply mistaken, and some trying to protect themselves.
But there are now enough red flags that I believe independent counsel needs to reconstruct the entire chronology.
And that process is beginning.
I want:
court orders,
case numbers,
beneficiary designations,
estate accountings,
military casualty records,
medical documentation,
police reports,
dispatch audio,
body cameras,
audit logs,
release forms,
electronic records,
deletion histories,
and the exact representation relationships between everyone involved.
If everything was handled properly, those records should demonstrate that.
If I misunderstood something, I will correct myself publicly.
If someone protected me and I wrongly believed they were hurting me, I will thank them.
If people made mistakes, I believe in forgiveness.
But if the evidence establishes that anyone knowingly violated my rights, concealed property or records, manipulated proceedings, destroyed evidence, or exploited conflicts of interest, then independent counsel will determine the appropriate legal remedies.
That is not a threat.
That is how accountability is supposed to work.
And underneath all of this is still Logan.
That is what people need to understand.
I watched my brother become isolated.
I watched a smile hide pain.
I watched his life become something everyone discussed after he was gone instead of something enough people fought for while he was still here.
Then, after his death, I began experiencing forms of rejection and isolation that made me understand him in ways I wish I had understood sooner.
I cannot go backward and save that younger version of my brother.
But I can make sure I do not spend the rest of my life ignoring things simply because questioning them is uncomfortable.
So this is where I stand:
I am not asking anyone to believe my theories.
I am asking people to watch what the documents say.
Because eventually every story runs into the records.
And records have a funny way of remembering what people hoped everyone else would forget.
⚖️📄
-Austin Sidney Palmer
MAURZ ATTAX
