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How Marty Gottesfeld, held in the communications management unit at Terre Haute, allocated the single fifteen-minute telephone call he was permitted each week: an email to his wife, his two attorneys and John Kiriakou, with the call going to whoever answered first.
Gottesfeld was allowed a single fifteen-minute telephone call each week. What he did with it, in Kiriakou’s description, was send an email in advance to his wife, his two attorneys and Kiriakou himself — and whoever answered first was the person he talked to.[1]
The unit itself has a history Kiriakou finds pointed. The number on his caller display came from the federal prison at Terre Haute, and the CMU there occupies the old death row: a new one was built and the original converted.[1]
What he wanted to talk about
The two men had corresponded for years before ever speaking, and Kiriakou describes the shock of seeing the number come up.[1] He kept asking the obvious questions — are you all right, what can I send you, do you need books, do you need magazines, how is your health — and Gottesfeld did not want to discuss any of it. He wanted a conversation with somebody about normal daily life: who won the playoff game, what Kiriakou was reading.[2]
Kiriakou draws the general conclusion from the particular: human beings are social animals, and cutting a person off from that is the torture.[2] He notes separately that Gottesfeld was still fighting as hard at that point as at the very beginning.[3]
Sourced from John Kiriakou's on-record public statements. See his profile for the full body of his interviews, podcast appearances, and short-form video.
