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MCF Rush City as seen from above
MCF Rush City as seen from above

This past weekend, I had the opportunity to visit Mahdi in MCF Rush City for the first time. Though I've worked with Mahdi over the phone for several months now, getting to see his face in person and interact with him directly face-to-face was an amazing experience which reinforced everything that I believe to be true about Mahdi. I wanted to provide a short summary of how the visit went and some of the thoughts that I had before, during, and after visiting Mahdi.


Visiting a Prisoner in MN State Prisons

I'm fortunate in many ways, one of which is that until I started working with Mahdi, I had never known anyone that was incarcerated in a MN State run "Correctional Facility". To me, this is a very obvious sign of my white privilege - I have not experienced something that is a basic fact of life for so many Minnesotans, especially those that have Black or Brown skin. This also meant that I was completely new to the process of applying for permission to see a prisoner and visiting a prisoner for the first time was an experience that I was really only prepared to navigate because of my age and the fact that I am very confident now. The fact that English is my first language made the process significantly easier for me than it might be for someone that doesn't speak English or Spanish, the only two languages I could find most visitation information translated into.


Upon arriving at the prison for my first visit, I found the parking area and entered the visitor entrance which was the only thing clearly indicated by signage during the entire visit. Once you enter the facility, you see a desk with a computer monitor, several clipboards with sheets of paper, and a corrections officer. To the left side you will find a waiting area that reminded me very much of a waiting area at a DMV or the gate at an airport. There are 3 vending machines that all only take cash despite the fact that you can't give inmates cash so there is really no reason to have cash on you unless you know about this in advance. There is a soda machine, a snack vending machine, and a ticket dispenser that dispenses a single ticket for $1 (must bring singles with you). That ticket buys you the privilege of having ONE photo taken with your incarcerated friend or family member. Mahdi and I were unable to take a photo during my visit because the Visiting Room was short staffed. There must be 4 COs on to allow for pictures and they only had 3 COs on staff on Saturday. They apologized for the inconvenience and told me to, "always come prepared for photos but don't get your hopes up because it's 50/50 on if we are adequately staffed for a photo". I could think of 10 different ways to solve this problem that wouldn't increase their headcount or staffing requirements, but they wont do things simply because it would make an incarcerated person's life better so I won't bother trying to suggest process improvements there at this time.


Once you're called back to visit, if you haven't already, you must empty the contents of your pockets and also put purses, bags, cell phones, wallets, car keys, etc. in a locker in the waiting area. When you enter into the prison as a visitor you will have the following items in your possession:

  1. The piece of paper you fill out at the front desk to visit.

  2. Your Driver's License or State ID.

  3. The key to the locker where you've placed your possessions.

  4. An invisible ink (UV reactive) stamp on your hand that identifies you for the purposes of the visit. I wasn't able to tell what the stamp said while I was there but captured a photo of the stamp under a UV flashlight once I got home:

    The UV / invisible stamp they put on your left hand when you visit someone in a correctional facility
    The UV / invisible stamp they put on your left hand when you visit someone in a correctional facility

The visiting room itself did not look anything like what I expected. I know TV and movies aren't real, but I expected to be seated at some type of picnic table type thing across from Mahdi. The reality is that you are not allowed to get that close to the inmate that you are visiting except for the first 10 seconds and last 10 seconds of the visit. Upon entering the visitation area I immediately saw Mahdi through a window before I entered the room and locked eyes with him and smiled. He gave me a brief nod of recognition and I entered the visitation area. When I came in I did not notice the padded floor mat near the center of the area where you enter. There is a rubber mat on the floor with painted shoe marks to show you where you and the inmate must place your feet for your initial and final contact at which point you are allowed to give the inmate a handshake and a hug. Your feet are spaced shoulder width apart as indicated by the markers on your side of the mat, and the markers on the inmate's side of the mat are spaced far enough apart that while you are hugging and your torsos touch, your legs are at least a foot or two apart so that you are not able to do any sleight of hand maneuvers to drop something into the inmates pocket.


I spent more than an hour with Mahdi in person, though I don't know exactly how long as there were no clocks anywhere that I could see and my watch was safely locked up a few hundred yards from where I was sitting. I was surprised that the COs did seem to have a decent amount of respect for Mahdi, though how they behave when he doesn't have a visitor may be drastically different than how they behave when a white guy shows up to visit him. I am working on additional blog posts or long-form writing pieces to explain more about what Mahdi and I talked about. There are some extremely urgent problems popping up in many MN state prisons right now as a result of the closure of MCF Stillwater that need to become a primary focus of my work for now as they are directly related to the physical safety and mental wellbeing of Mahdi and all other inmates in Rush City. Stay tuned for more updates as time permits.


FREE MAHDI ALI!

-Nic Hallanger

Nic standing outside MCF Rush City on 11/1/2025 after visiting Mahdi
Nic standing outside MCF Rush City on 11/1/2025 after visiting Mahdi

 
 

Dear Brothers and Sisters, Ramadan Kareem and Eid Mubarak. The month of Ramadan is very challenging when you are behind bars. Is so difficult that It puts a lot of thing's in to perspective's. I miss going to the Mosque during the prayers dearly. I miss the kind gestures and the peaceful energy our Islamic Communities express to the world during this month of Ramadan. I miss the food and the cooking that take place within our Islamic households. I miss the love, the togetherness, and the overall sense of unity that the month of Ramadan creates within our Islamic communities. It's not that easy creating that kind of sense of community here in prison. Besides, is not like the facility administration would allow that kind of unity and community amongst us if that was ever to be possible. The more divided we the inmate's are, the better their prison system operates.


The Islamic community is very small here in Rush City correctional facility. The administration don't prioritize our Islamic culture and practices as they should. They don't allow us to do something as simple as praying together which is very significant in Islam. We don't exercise our culture and Freedom of Religion like the way Muslim's suppose to during the month of Ramadan. In prison where inmate's usually lean towards GOD and religion for Strength and guidance the DOC Administration do what they can to discourage that and not allow that to happen by placing restrictions and unfriendly policies on every religious services. The programs that they currently have in place for religious purposes are simply window dressing for optics. It looks good to the naked eyes but the individuals like myself who is experiencing it and depending on the administration to provide me with proper religious practices are being failed exponentially here. Hopefully this article captures someone in a prominent position attention who can help create changes with the way the Minnesota DOC operating with their religious services and practices. After all, the purpose of prison is rehabilitation and religion play's a major role in rehabilitation. Prison reform is important.


"My name is, Randy L Allen OID 264412. I'm a White/Middle eastern male incarcerated. My Islamic Name is Abdullah Guardian Hakim. I am 35 years old. my biological father was White and my biological mother was middle eastern in which she has passed when I was quite younger. I can, and will vouch for the facts stated here in. I depend on my religion in helping me in my rehabilitation, and I also depend on the Minnesota DOC Administration to provide but they fail in so many ways it's unconstitutional on it's face. living with and around Mr Ali has put inspiration in me as a short time individual to want to be better man and more importantly a Voice for HIM and Islam as a whole thus going forward.


Free my brother Mahdi Ali!"


 
 

Updated: Jun 19

I never thought I would say this out loud, but not having a male role model is something that deeply affected me growing up. The older I get the deeper I understand the significance of it. My upbringing was so difficult that I just want the simple things in life like creating a family of my own one day and giving them all the things that I missed out on during my childhood. I never even had a chance to start living because my freedom was taken away too soon.


Going to prison at a young age uprooted my livelihood and left me on the outside looking in on life. Not a day goes by without me hoping, wishing or Praying to get a break on my case so I can really get a taste of all I have missed out on in life. There were times where my life felt meaningless and I really couldn't make sense of life. All these years in prison have stunted my growth as human being. It probably would have been different had I came to prison as an adult who had gotten to experience some of what life has to offer. But getting locked up very young only added to my confusion and made it that much worse when it comes to experiences and lack there of when it comes to my life. I honestly can sit here today and say that I can't think of a moment in my life that's worth mentioning and labeling as the best or greatest moment of my life, but I won't go there.

I think of everyday as a blessing

I'm really appreciative of the little things, in this thing we call life. I look at everyday as a blessing. This experience has taught me to not take anything for granted. Don't get me wrong, I had memorable moments here and there that's worth mentioning like when I earned my paralegal degree from Black Stone Career Institute. It was a moment that helped me feel a sense of accomplishment. I felt proud, relieved and more importantly educated. But nothing like what the average 30 year old individual thinks of when it comes to a moment in their life worth mentioning. As good and wonderful of a day that day was for me, I was still an inmate in a maximum security prison for a crime which I didn't commit. It's hard to even feel free inside and enjoy the accomplishment even in a moment like that under the circumstances.


Simply put, being Innocent is the only thing that helped me keep my head above water all these years. Not a day goes bye without me thinking about a way to help exonerate myself. All I do is work on my case or find ways to network and connect with people who can help me bring awareness to my case, my story and my Wrongful Conviction. I have written countless letters to people across the country: to celebrities, athletes, organizations and even individuals in prominent positions with the hopes of one day catching someone's attention who can help me bring attention to my case. I can honestly say I have written thousands of letters all across the country. LeBron James, Kim Kardashion, The Marshall Project, The Innocent Project and Jay-Z ROC Nation are among the people and places I have written letters to, just to name a few. I haven't gotten any of their attention yet to help me with my case thus far. Who knows, maybe soon, l hope....


In here it is easy to feel no one cares, a feeling reinforced often by staff. But you have shown people do care. I underestimated the heart of the people out there all these years. The teachers, students, and all others concerned about injustice. The state underestimates the power of our community here in the state of Minnesota. You have now heard my story. You know how I was wrongfully convicted and left to languish in prison while just a youth at the time when I should have been being mentored on how to become an adult. Some of you have heard of the ordeals I have faced in here. Each of you have a voice. I call on you to use it. Make your voice known.

Each of you have a voice. I call on you to use it. Make your voice known.

 
 
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