DA Bill Cox A Disgrace; Even To White People

By Stagger Lee

Chattanooga (BNW)— S
ome say power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. This can be said about Hitler’s power over the German people. It can also be said about American politicians who are corrupt by power from the people they disserve. On the local level in Chattanooga it can also be said about Bill Cox, the District Attorney in Chattanooga.

Considered one of the most racist men in the South, he’s all so a perverted criminal, and has made criminal justice in Chattanooga worse than Nazi justice in Germany. As a lawyer, he’s a disgrace to the profession, and as a man he’s a disgrace to humanity in that it takes a criminal mind to run a prosecutor’s office for friend and favor.

When you look up the words, incompetent, derange, evil, inept and stupid there is a picture of Bill Cox. The people of Chattanooga, who at the time didn’t know he didn’t have a real law degree, but a degree from a law school that’s not accredited by the American Bar Association, elected him. Poisoning everything he touches in Chattanooga, each Monday is the day criminals and corrupt politicians make their payoff to keep the rotten prosecutor’s office in business. And, that stench that is so prominent in downtown Chattanooga is said to be coming from the prosecutor’s office in general, and from the mouth of DA Cox in particular. He brought that filthy odor to town!

Known to recuse himself from cases involving family and friends, only to bring in another crooked District Attorney from other areas to corrupt the system with obstruction of justice in criminal prosecutions. The story you are about to read is fiction and the opinion of the author, but is a reliable account of the wheeling and dealing that has been a part of Bill Cox’s crooked office.

This is Monday morning and DA Bill Cox is lamenting the criminal troubles of his friend and partner in crime, Chattanooga City Attorney Mike McMahan. A state comptroller's report recommended seeking criminal charges against McMahan for malfeasants and malfeasants of city contracts handed out by the city attorney to his family and friends, even to relatives of Bill Cox.

But, there was a smile on his face when he thought about the two niggers who got convictions last week, never mine the objections from most of his staff who felt that the two Black men were innocent in the first place. All that mattered to Cox was that he got two niggers off the street, guilty are innocent, it didn’t matter.

In DA Cox’s office is a table filled with packages: manila envelopes, plan envelopes and two briefcases. This was the payoff money that he received from crooked lawyers buying favors for their clients, and on a good day, he could take in as much as thirty thousand dollars at one time. This was a good day.

He moved over to the table and started opening the packs of money. Inside each package was the business card of the attorney who gave the payoff. This was what he needed to direct his assistances to rig the cases in favor of the criminals. Some would get their cases dropped, and others would get minimum charges or no charges prosecuted against them at all.

As he started to count and separate the money into the two briefcases: one for him and the other to be split between the judges in sessions and criminal courts. Beginning with his corrupt father, Judge Cox, this was what had been going on for decades in the court system in Chattanooga and he was just carrying on that tradition of corruption.

His phone started to ring, and since he told his secretary not to interrupt him with only one call, he knew who was on the line. It was Chattanooga City Attorney Mike McMahan wanting to discus his case, or how Cox was going to dispose of it.

“Hi Mike, how in the world are you doing,” DA Cox said as he picked up the phone and sat behind his desk. “I was expecting your call all morning.”

“Bill, I don’t know what to do. If State Comptroller Justin Wilson’s recommendations are taken seriously, I’m dead in the water. I think the governor want to see me in jail. …I think the whole damn administration want to see me in jail. Even with Mayor Littlefield and the Council behind, they want a prosecution to go forward.”

“I read the report and I think we can handle it with a few tricks I got up my sleeve that my get you off the hook, and get an unpaid favor from the prosecutor in Kingston,” Cox said. "I did him a big, big favor last year when his nephew was charged with killing a nigger up there. He owes me one. … This maybe a good time to collect.”

“If anybody can work this thing, I know you can Bill. I was talking to the wife last night and we’re hoping you can get this thing worked out for us. She wanted me to talk to you after church yesterday, but I saw that you were business with two young boys you were with, “ Mike said. “I know them were the boys you told me about, so I didn’t want o break up your thing. I knew what was going on when you took them to the basement of the church. I knew then that no one could get your attention from them two boys.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha,” Cox gave out a big laugh. “Does she know what’s going on?”


“Your wife. … Your wife — does she know about me and them boys?” Cox asked Mike.

“No, that’s the furthers thing from her mind. I don’t think anybody suspect what you’re doing with the young men in our church — I won’t tell — because I’m into some hanky-panky too with our young girls.”

“I try to keep my secrets, secrets because I don’t want my dirt from under the rug.”

“I know. … That’s why I waited to this morning to get with you. I didn’t want to bother you while you were doing your business. Mike said, acting very nervous over the phone. “How do you plan to get me off the hook, Bill? I need to know because this report is worrying me to death.”

“Well, I call it you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours. It works like this; every time a case presents a conflict of interest to the prosecutor’s office, I recuse myself from the case and call in a special prosecutor from another district. He comes in and pretends to investigate the case, but in the interest of justice, no action will be taken. I do it for them and they do it for me and the public is so stupid, they never know that justice was obstructed,” Cox said. “Pretty cool way to do business in the prosecutors’ offices across the state. They’ve been doing even before my dad was judge.”

“That sounds like a winner, but can you get caught doing something like that?”

“Not if your Criminal Court Clerk keeps the records out of the public’s hands. I got a lock on Gwen Tidwell, and she’s good at that. If someone want to get our records, she charges them such an exorbitant cost that no one can pay, even the media.”

“Can she do that?”

“Not really, but she does it anyway, and it works every time.”

“How much do you have to pay her for covering up everything?’

“That’s the good part. … She does it for nothing. She’s so stupid, and so glad to have the position, she does it for nothing. … As long as she can funk them niggers in her office, she a happy whore.”

“Who will you get to take the case from another district, and how do you plan to recuse yourself from the case?’

“I’ll just tell the court that we’re church members, and it will be difficult for me to prosecute the case,” Cox explained. “Attorney Johnson, who heads the DA office for the 9th Judicial District, will take the case, and conclude that no action should be taken by the District Attorney General Pro Tem. Therefore, he will consider this matter to be closed. It works every time.

“Like I said, he owes me one because I got his nephew off last year for killing that nigger in Kingston. … I scratched his back, so he got to scratch mine.” Cox broke out with that silly laugh, while convincing Mike that he had things covered.

“Bill, you don’t know how this make me feel. I though I was goner when the State Comptroller’s report came out. They told me if anybody could get me out of this trouble, it was you,” Mike said. “How much is this gone to cost me?


“Nothing! Thanks again Bill; you’re a real good friend, and now I can rest in peace!”

“Don’t go and die on me, Mike.” They both laugh and hung up their phones.

DA Cox called his secretary after he finished talking to Mike to give her some instructions for that day.

“Ms. Jones, get me DA Johnson from Kingston on the phone.”

“OK Mr. Cox. Will you be able to view the applicants for the two assistants jobs that are open?”

“No! Let the other attorneys do it, but make sure there are no nigger applicants in the group. I don’t want any niggers in my office. That last nigger, Webb, was too nosy and tried to get in my business. … I like to keep niggers out because they can get too fucking nosy around here.

“Get me DA Johnson right away; I need to talk with him.”

“Will do Mr. Cox. … I will get on it right away.”

“Thanks, Ms. Jones.”

DA Cox went back to the table of money and began counting and separating the money into the two briefcases. He had put the last of the money into the briefcases when his phone rang. He knew it was DA Johnson.

“Hi, DA Johnson, I got a job for you down in Hamilton County. I need to get a friend out of trouble, and you’re just the man for the job,” DA Cox said while sitting at his desk with that signature grin on his stupid face.


Below is the result of the Council meeting as reported by the TimesFreepress

Kingston DA Will Not Pursue Criminal Charges Against Chattanooga City Attorney
posted October 1, 2010

The district attorney from Kingston, Tn., has decided not to seek criminal charges against Chattanooga City Attorney Mike McMahan as recommended by a state comptroller's report.

DA Johnson issued a statement to that effect on Friday.

Mr. Johnson, who heads the DA office for the 9th Judicial District, had conducted an investigation, including interviewing City Attorney McMahan and his attorney, Sam Elliott, in Chattanooga.

DA Johnson said "At that meeting they provided documents supporting how they felt there was not a violation of any law. Also, they argued that McMahan was authorized by the municipal charter to hire and pay staff in the manner that followed an almost 30-year practice of his predecessors. Evidently this practice, from 1962 up until (Stan) Sewell’s audit in 2009, operated with the full knowledge and approval of the mayors and City Council members."

DA Johnson said he also conferred with State Comptroller Justin Wilson, and he said he conferred with a Sept. 30 letter from the comptroller on the issue.

The Wilson letter differed from that of Chadwick Jackson, a staff attorney in the comptroller's office, who had called for prosecution of Mr. McMahan.

A press release from the Johnson office said, "General Johnson concurs with Comptroller Wilson’s analysis of the situation. As a result, this investigation is now concluded and there will be no further action taken by the District Attorney General Pro Tem. Therefore, General Johnson considers this matter to be closed."

DA Johnson earlier said he would forward his findings to the Tennessee District Attorneys Conference and to District Attorney Bill Cox, who recused himself.

Mr. Cox had noted that he has a longtime friendship with Mr. McMahan and they attend church together.

Mayor Ron Littlefield and a number of City Council members earlier said they had no interest in pursuing any action against Mr. McMahan over the former setup on how the city attorney's office was paid.

The mayor said Mr. McMahan was following the same arrangement as was followed for prior city attorneys Eugene Collins and Randy Nelson in which the city paid for secretarial help and office rent for the private firm.

The arrangement was changed after Mr. McMahan became city attorney, the mayor noted. Employees of the firm became city workers and they moved into the City Hall Annex on 11th Street.

The Characters In This Melodrama

The Four Closet Queens

Mayor Littlefield

Manuel Rico

Bill Cox


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