There’s an old saying in legal circles that a person who acts as their own lawyer has a fool for a client. I can vouch for this, having covered numerous cases over the years where self-represented accused turn the courtroom into a three-ring circus. But of all the bizarre situations I’ve seen play out, absolutely none come close to matching the antics of a former Winnipeg man named Ronald Hickey.
He pretty much held a jury hostage for two long months while pulling stunt after ludicrous stunt. Just when you thought you’d seen it all, something new would come along to top it. It was fascinating to cover, never knowing what was coming next. And it proved that sometimes, fact really is stranger than fiction.
MONDAY DECEMBER 13, 1999
The axe-murderer settled into his seat, staring down a jam-packed courtroom that had come to watch him testify. He felt like a star. Jack Bender, 49, said he was angry about missing a fried chicken dinner at the maximum-security prison in Ontario that had been his home for the last several years while he was serving a life sentence for brutally killing a man. He’d been flown to Winnipeg under RCMP guard for the most unusual purpose: He would be a “character” witness for his good friend, Ronald Hickey, who was on trial for drug trafficking.
“They just grabbed me and told me I was needed as a witness. I didn’t even have a chance to change my clothes. I smell,” said Bender.
After swearing on the Bible to tell the truth, Bender told court he didn’t know what he could offer to Hickey’s case but said he was willing to answer questions as a favour. “I know they’re trying to screw you. I’m going to try and help out,” Bender told Hickey. It was quite the spectacle. And perfectly fitting for a trial that had pretty much turned into a gong show. The case was only supposed to last a couple weeks, and the poor jurors selected to hear it had no clue what was in store.
Things got really wacky when Hickey’s lawyer fell ill at the start of the trial, and Hickey, a city businessman, chose to act in his own defence. The result had been several confrontations with the Crown and Justice Albert Clearwater over techniques Hickey used to question witnesses. At one point, Hickey claimed to have a broken jaw that required emergency surgery, to which Clearwater responded by telling him to “give it a rest.”
On another occasion, Hickey claimed he was having a heart attack and slumped to the floor of the court. The Crown believed he was faking to delay questioning of a key witness and called an ambulance. Paramedics found nothing wrong with him, and he was ordered to continue by Clearwater. During the trial, Hickey had also accused a sheriff’s officer of staring at him with “an evil eye” and threatened to call former Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau to act as his lawyer for a constitutional argument. He never did. And now he had a notorious murderer in on the stand as his character witness.
Hickey, 45, was arrested along with 14 other people during an RCMP sting in 1997. He was accused of selling RCMP informant Margo Redsky—Bender’s ex-wife—4.5 kilograms of marijuana at his Winnipeg home in December 1996. Hickey was also charged with pointing a gun at Redsky’s head during the transaction. When Hickey’s trial began an eternity ago, the Crown told jurors Redsky routinely came in contact with members of the drug underworld as she delivered drugs and collected debts for the Los Brovos motorcycle gang. She also smuggled drugs and other contraband to bikers inside Stony Mountain Institution, the Crown alleged.
Bender, wearing sunglasses and a bandanna, sat calmly in the witness box during nearly two hours of testimony. He began to detail his criminal record but told the jury “it would take a year” to finish. Bender did rattle off several incidents, including murder, cutting a nurse’s throat, stabbing “a lot” of prisoners and assaulting prison guards. He referred to himself as one of the most dangerous killers in Canada.
Bender told court he met Hickey while both were serving time at Stony Mountain in the late 1980s. Hickey was being attacked by another inmate until Bender stepped in and saved him. Bender said he collected on the favour by asking Hickey to help Redsky financially. Under cross-examination from the Crown, however, Bender said he never instructed Hickey to sell drugs to Redsky. Bender was supposed to be Hickey’s final piece of evidence. But he clearly had more tricks up his sleeve as he instructed jurors they would hear from one more witness—himself.
TUESDAY DECEMBER 14, 1999
His direct examination came in the form of a seemingly never-ending monologue. Ronald Hickey had full control of the courtroom and was clearly relishing his moment in the spotlight. On numerous occasions, Justice Albert Clearwater interrupted Hickey’s testimony to scold him for veering off topic and making arguments about evidence heard during his trial.
“I’m going to make my closing argument at the same time now to save time so all these people can go home for Christmas,” said Hickey.
“No you are not, Mr. Hickey,” said Clearwater.
During his full-day of giving evidence, Hickey denied selling drugs or pointing a gun at anyone. Hickey did admit he felt pressured to come up with drugs for Margo Redsky because her husband, Jack Bender, had saved his life while both were in prison together. He said Redsky claimed she had terminal cancer and needed cash to go for treatment in Mexico. Hickey said Redsky wanted him to come up with marijuana so she could take it to Northern Manitoba and re-sell it for a huge profit.
“I didn’t want to get involved with this person, but there’s no hiding from Jack,” he said. “I knew he was an axe-murderer. I know it was gruesome and over nothing. I knew he was psychotic.”
Hickey said he eventually backed out of the deal but didn’t deny a drug transaction may have gone down at his home between Redsky and someone else. However, he said he never provided Redsky with the marijuana and the only drugs he had in his home were about 10 marijuana plants for personal use in his basement.
FRIDAY DECEMBER 17, 1999
Ronald Hickey was in no hurry to finish. And so it was no surprise a closing argument that he promised would only last a couple hours actually couldn’t be finished by the end of the day. Hickey spent much of his five hours speaking to jurors by reading directly from the 5,000 pages of transcripts of the trial. On repeated occasions, Queen’s Bench Justice Albert Clearwater cautioned him to stop rambling and stay within the evidence. “Mr. Hickey, stop talking for a moment please,” he said during one exchange.
When he began his argument at 9 a.m., Hickey apologized to the 12 jurors for occupying their time for so long, and for some of his courtroom antics, which have been openly criticized by the judge and Crown. He had repeatedly asked for mistrials, adjournments and presented statements to the jury that Clearwater had told them to disregard. “I wanted to keep you wondering what was next, like a good movie,” said Hickey. When it became clear Hickey could not finish his arguments by the end of the day, Clearwater told him he would continue the following Monday at 10 a.m. and must be finished by noon. Clearwater then told the jurors he didn’t want them to feel pressured into quickly reaching a verdict because of the upcoming Christmas holidays. He asked if they would like to adjourn the case until January following final arguments. But after a brief adjournment, the foreman said they want to begin as soon as possible.
In summing up his case, Hickey repeatedly made reference to his inability to conduct himself properly as a lawyer. “In my bumbling, I have tried to make the truth clear,” he said.
WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 22, 1999
They weren’t buying what Ronald Hickey was selling. And so it took jurors a few hours of deliberations to find Hickey guilty of trafficking marijuana and possessing the proceeds of crime. The weapons charge ended in an acquittal. The length and nature of the trial had taken a major toll on all involved. And that prompted the judge overseeing the case to try and play Santa Claus by granting them a cash bonus for the hardship they endured. In an unusual move, Justice Albert Clearwater ordered that the four-man, eight-woman jury receive $130 each per day for sitting patiently through the nearly three-month trial.
But it appears Scrooge, in the form of provincial legislation, would get in his way. Under provincial legislation, jurors are allowed only $30 per day once they have sat for 10 days. The law allows for a judge to order a $10-a-day increase when there has been unusually lengthy and undue hardship caused by the trial. In his closing remarks, Clearwater acknowledged the existing legislation but said he was making an order to give each juror $100 more per day anyway. “If there’s one time I’ve seen a case that deserves extra compensation, this one is it. Your lives have been tied up for far longer than anyone could have reasonably anticipated,” he told the jurors following the verdict.
Under his order, each juror would collect $3,120 for their efforts—for a total cost to the province of $37,440. However, a provincial government spokesman said Clearwater’s generous offer would not be approved because a change in legislation would be required to raise the pay. As a result, each juror would only be allowed to collect $10 more per day, or $40 total. That would amount to $960 per person—with a total cost to the province of $11,520. “He had no authority to grant that amount, and he acknowledged that in his remarks to the jury,” assistant deputy minister Bob Giasson said. “To be honest, this was pretty unusual. But this trial was getting to be one of the lengthier ones we’ve seen. It was unreal.”
The Hickey trial had attracted an eclectic mix of curious spectators. A constant parade of Hickey supporters and associates was often searching for seats in the public gallery next to off-duty judges, defence lawyers and Crown attorneys who wanted a first-hand look. “This was a travesty, an absolute abuse of the system,” said one veteran lawyer.
Following his conviction, Hickey was taken into custody pending sentencing and a motion he had filed arguing he was the victim of police entrapment. Hickey wished his wife, daughters and several other spectators a Merry Christmas and said “let’s rock and roll” as he was led away in handcuffs.
TUESDAY MARCH 14, 2000
He had boasted of being western Canada’s greatest marijuana grower. But Ronald Hickey would have to put his green thumb on hold for a while after being sentenced to seven years in prison.
“In short, Mr. Hickey was a teacher,” Justice Albert Clearwater said during a long-delayed sentencing hearing that came following a long-delayed trial. The Crown had sought a 10-year sentence. Hickey asked for three years.
Clearwater said a strong message must be sent given the large number of grow operations being unearthed in Manitoba. “Manitoba appears to be becoming one of the larger producers [among the provinces] of marijuana,” said Clearwater. “It appears we’re no longer an importer, we’re an exporter.”
As he’d done to the jury, Hickey once again apologized for taking up so much of the court’s time. But he wasn’t done from making headlines just yet.
WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 6, 2000
Ronald Hickey walked into Manitoba’s highest court—and was promptly greeted with applause from a group of devoted supporters who had packed the public gallery. Just another day in his seemingly never-ending legal saga.
Hickey was taking one last shot at reducing his prison sentence, arguing it was harsh and excessive. He told the Court of Appeal he was being unfairly punished by Queen’s Bench Justice Albert Clearwater because of his unusual antics during his jury trial. “I know I was an annoyance. But this is the kind of sentence given for manslaughters and rapes and all sorts of heinous crimes,” said Hickey, whose movement in the Appeal Court was restricted by shackles around his legs and two sheriff’s officers standing guard. “I think the jury would just feel terrible to hear I got seven years.”
He told the Appeal Court that marijuana was a “soft drug,” and his prison sentence didn’t stack up against similar offences. Hickey argued the judge failed to consider the fact an undercover RCMP agent was used to gather evidence against him. “The police orchestrated these events. If that agent had not come to me and did what she did, that crime would not have happened,” said Hickey.
Crown attorney Karen Molle said Hickey’s sentence was proper considering his two previous drug-related convictions, which landed him a five-year prison sentence in 1990.
TUESDAY OCTOBER 10, 2000
Score one for the self-represented pot grower. Ronald Hickey had won a bid to reduce his sentence as the Manitoba Court of Appeal announced they had knocked two years off his punishment.
Justice Michael Monnin said the original penalty given by Queen’s Bench Justice Albert Clearwater was outside the range of sentences given to similar offences around the country. However, the appeal court judges said they found no fault with Clearwater’s reasons for sentencing and that Hickey’s claim he was targeted because of his behaviour was “without merit.”
WEDNESDAY MARCH 28, 2001
The justice system wasn’t quite finished with Ronald Hickey. As usual, the circumstances were anything but routine. Hickey was convicted of his one outstanding criminal charge of causing a disturbance for a stunt he’d pulled during jury selection for his wife’s trial. Gail Hickey had also faced drug charges from the same operation that netted Hickey. When lawyers were going through the process of narrowing down a large pool of potential jurors, Hickey had picked up a list containing their names, then tried to flee the courtroom with the document. When sheriff’s officers tried to stop him, Hickey resisted.
Queen’s Bench Justice Barbara Hamilton rejected Hickey’s bid for an absolute discharge or suspended sentence, saying his actions flew in the face of justice and deserve to be punished. Hickey blamed his arrest and conviction on a “personal vendetta” that sheriff’s officers had for him, given his history with Manitoba’s justice system.
THURSDAY AUGUST 8, 2002
Ronald Hickey had moved from cannabis to crustaceans in his latest “you’ve got to be kidding me” charade that had Manitoba justice officials seeing red. Inmates at Rockwood Institution had been gorging on lobster in recent weeks, thanks to a certain inmate who’d opened up a fine dining pipeline into the minimum-security jail. Hickey was also being accused of smuggling in liquor and narcotics along with the contraband seafood. No items had been seized, as prison staff believed the evidence had been quickly consumed by inmates in their cabins at the jail. The jailhouse lobster fest was revealed in court documents filed by Rockwood officials, who cited numerous “reliable prison informants” in their allegations against Hickey. An internal investigation was continuing, but no criminal charges had been laid.
Hickey had now been moved out of Rockwood and into segregation while prison officials reviewed his security classification, which stood at “minimum.” He was upgraded to medium-risk and transferred back to Stony Mountain Institution, based on the smuggling allegations and several confrontations with prison guards.
“Ronald Hickey... you are being placed in segregation as a result of inappropriate behaviour... including the importation of lobster into Rockwood Institution,” read one prison document tendered in court.
Hickey filed an affidavit denying the allegations of importing lobster and other contraband. He claimed he should remain at Rockwood and that justice officials had breached his rights and freedoms. He appeared in court, acting as his own lawyer, wearing shorts, a muscle shirt and sporting a golden tan. Hickey said Stony Mountain was a dangerous place, citing several recent stabbings that had resulted in prison lockdowns. “Surely, in any reasonable person’s opinion, taking a minimum-security inmate away from a peaceful farm environment [Rockwood] and transferring them to this cesspool of crime and lethal violence must be seen as a punishment to allegations not proved,” Hickey wrote in his affidavit. He believed he was being unfairly targeted by prison staff and other inmates because of his role as chairman of the Rockwood Inmate Welfare Committee, which handles complaints and negotiates settlements. He also claimed in his affidavit that prison officials were trying to derail an upcoming parole hearing he had, in which he could be eligible for day parole.
FRIDAY AUGUST 9, 2002
Ronald Hickey said he had no reason to smuggle lobster into a Manitoba prison—he and his fellow inmates were already eating like kings. Ribeye steak, corn on the cob, freshly picked blueberries and even the occasional catered meal from a high-end Winnipeg restaurant have helped him stave off hunger pangs while serving his prison term at Rockwood Institution. “We eat very well in here. I usually have ribeye four times a week, and lots of times we do have seafood. But we’ve never had lobster,” Hickey told a Winnipeg Free Press reporter. He referred to Rockwood as “Rockapulco”, comparing it to a five-star resort.
Mona Lisa Ristorante Italiano in Winnipeg was a favourite among inmates, with orders from the prison coming in at least once a month, owner Joe Grande confirmed. Veal, pasta and the Italian desert tiramisu are among the most-requested items, which Grande would personally deliver to Rockwood’s gates. “They’re allowed to order whatever they want on the menu. They order good food—they’re not exactly going for a greasy spoon here,” said Grande. “It’s good for us, and I suppose it’s good for them.”
Tania Morrow, the unit manager at Rockwood, confirmed that steak is supplied at the prison, and that Rockwood inmates were also allowed to order take-out on rare “special” occasions. However, the take-out meals were paid for by the inmates, not the taxpayers, she said. “The idea is to prepare them for entrance into the community, so we promote independence and responsibility,” said Morrow. Convicts are allowed to choose from a list of groceries, but must ensure their allotment of food stretches out over a week for the six to eight inmates lodged in each cabin. Morrow said there were limits as to what an inmate could order, although she wouldn’t go into specifics.
Hickey denied being the source of importing lobster and challenged jail officials and police to find the evidence to charge him. “It’s totally ridiculous. I want to be charged, or moved back to Rockwood. These are serious allegations, and let me have my day in court and put up a defence,” he said. “I believe you should be able to face your accusers.”
Rockwood officials stood by their claims but admitted they hadn’t recovered any lobster carcasses from within the jail. “Contraband of any kind is not sanctioned by administration, and we acted on the information we received,” Morrow said. “I’m sure you can appreciate the nature of minimum security, and we’re constantly gathering intelligence to try and put a stop to this sort of thing.”
Hickey said he heard rumours in the jail that he was smuggling red wine into the facility. “Everyone knows you only drink white wine with seafood,” he said. He also questioned why urine samples weren’t taken to prove he hadn’t consumed any alcohol or drugs. He suggested stool samples could be taken to prove the existence of lobster, which he admitted to eating regularly when he wasn’t in prison. “I’m a seafood person. I love lobster and crab,” he said.
There’s a funny footnote to my coverage of the Ronald Hickey saga.
Charles Adler was the morning show host on top-rated CJOB in Winnipeg and invited me on the air to talk about “Lobster-gate” in 2002. He liked the story he read in print and wanted to bring it to his radio audience. It was the start of a great relationship, as Charles began having me on the air as a regular guest. We also developed a strong friendship that remains to this day, and Charles played a key role in both inspiring me and assisting me in getting my own radio talk show in 2004.
Charles also decided to give me a nickname after that initial radio appearance—something he often did with guests he was fond of. Given the subject matter, it was a no-brainer. I was quickly dubbed Lobster Boy. The nickname has stuck to this very day, to the point I never know when I’ll be hit with it.
Exhibit A: A few years back, while running in the Manitoba Marathon, I turned a corner down a residential street, aching and tired and wondering how I was going to make it to the finish line, when a complete stranger screamed “Go Lobster Boy!” It was all the motivation I needed to keep going.
So thanks, Charles. And thanks Ronald Hickey. I’m just glad it wasn’t crab you were smuggling into Rockwood, as I don’t think that nickname would have gone over quite as well.