The Birth of Doc Justice aka Eric McDonough
Since childhood, I have possessed an overdeveloped sense of right and wrong towards injustice, and was instilled with profound reverence for the Bill of Rights.
One of the proudest days of my life started with swearing an oath to uphold and defend the Constitution.
Excluding being honest in testimony, the only other oath I have sworn before God was to love, honor and be faithful to my wife until the day I die. I plan to take both to my grave.
After graduating with a bachelor’s in Interdisciplinary Science in 2001, feeling the tropics calling my name, I attended the University of Miami.
There, I met my amazing wife. I was also lucky to collaborate with institutions such as Los Alamos National Laboratory and MIT while working on my doctorate in Organometallic Thermochemistry and Kinetics.
I left Miami after graduation in 2005, only to return a few years later and begin growing roots.
Neighbor from hell is a cop
In 2009, my problems began with a neighbor, Alejandro Murguido, who happens to be a cop. This officer was harassing many in the neighborhood, littering and driving recklessly.
We talked twice, the last time ending with Murguido begging me to not file a complaint and requesting I come to him with future issues instead of filing complaints.
Fast forward to 2012, he runs me and another driver off the road. Several days later while walking down my street, I saw him and attempted to bring my concerns to him.
"I talked to you already about your actions, and the other day you almost ran me off the road," I asked, standing on the road at the edge of his property.
"Could you please drive respectfully and obey the law?"
Murguido, who was standing in his yard a few feet away from me, was appalled at my question.
"What, What? What is your problem with me? l am at home on my day off. What is your problem with me?" he asked.
My simple request that he abide by the law sparked a five-and-a-half year legal battle between myself and three police agencies, two counties, the City of Homestead, as well as the Miami-Date State Attorney's Office.
Since that interaction on October 29, 2012, I've suffered four illegal detentions, three false arrest, four false stalking injunctions and more than 20 First Amendment violations as well as retaliation against my family.
Soon after the retaliation began, I came across the local story of Donna Watts, a Florida Highway Patrol Officer who pulled over City of Miami Officer Fausto Lopez. Running lights/sirens, she followed him for about 15 minutes at speeds over a hundred miles per hour. Finally, pulling him over at gunpoint, remember this is Miami who knows who is driving that car. The retaliation against her was atrocious. I later wrote an article on her battles.
Researching the Watts story, well before I began writing as a passion, lead me to LEOaffairs.com. The first time I ever commented to a blog was on a City of Miami forum of this site. I was appalled at the officers attacking Watts for doing her job. While there were reasonable officers, it exposed the sociopathy of many. As a scientist, it was time for an experiment.
The City of Miami was used as a test subject, not having any personal beef with them, other than my interest in Officer Watts and studying the psychology of abusive and retaliatory officers/departments.
I created a pen name to track my experiment, and thus from the ether “Doc Justice” was born.
It was immediately apparent the right buttons were being pushed as I was accused of being Carlos Miller, founder of Photography is Not a Crime aka PINAC News, who was fighting his own legal battles against them.
Even though I outed myself, the cops claimed Doc Justice as my alias on my fabricated arrest reports. And I have proudly worn the title since.
As many victims of police abuse and retaliation quickly learn, few people care, while even fewer can offer real help, though many perilous paths and fruitless dead ends present themselves.
Even your closest friends and family will often shun you. The mainstream media will not cover you, if you do not further their narrative. Aside from being independently wealthy, the average citizen is screwed-blue, pun intended, in finding justice.
Due to my sense of fair play coupled with cherishing our rights, when witnessing such abuse of power without apparent hope for redress, my blood boils.
And I already knew cops to be liars, having been in court on various occasions, and in nearly every instance, witnessed police making false statements, even without need or cause.
I had been actively researching the right to record police since 2006 and pondering it for more than a decade before. In 2008, happening across PINAC in my research I was both impressed and appalled at what I saw and read.
Following PINAC and having my own experiences with police officers lying, I was curious as to why no one had challenged the Florida wiretap law, regarding recordings of police. In late 2014, I published parts of a meeting I had recorded with the Homestead Chief of Police.
I received a letter from the State Attorney’s Office threatening prosecution if I again recorded police without consent. With that standing, I sued for the right to record police, argued then won at the 11th Circuit pro se! We find out soon if this case is going to the U.S. Supreme Court.
In the beginning, I was radioactive, no one would help or come within 10-feet. Yet, PINAC did by publishing an article about what had occurred up to the first arrest and stalking injunction. Subsequently, PINAC blessed me with an opportunity to become a journalist and get out my story while helping educate others.
My focus is on civil rights and public records. To this extent, I also sued the Miami-Dade Police Department over Facebook censorship, filing the third such law suit in the nation. Additionally, I have filed public records law suits using attorneys as well as filing and defending them myself pro se.
I plan to write about the progression of my court cases and/or their outcomes, as well as other related civil rights and public records issues. We hope you will follow and share these stories, and that more importantly you would learn and KNOW YOUR RIGHTS!
Thank you for being my audience. Hopefully, no one experiences what my family has, but if they do, I pray this work will have blazed a trail for them in their pursuit of justice. You can follow my work more closely at True Homestead on Facebook.