As I’ve grown older, my Christmases have become progressively better. Usually it’s the other way around. People tend to experience that magical feeling next to a tree decorated with glittery, beautiful ornaments best when they are young. But when one grows up in foster care, it’s a nightmare.
I was a foster kid. Some would say orphan. Others would say “ward of the state.” It was a horrible situation, especially for me, because I would end up dealing with even worse abuse than most other foster kids because I reported the abusive practices of what was going on in the state social service system to my legislators and other state officials. But we shall save that story for another time.Continue reading The Unopened Christmas Gift
Once I reached Manhattan, I went to each of the major news networks and newspapers to speak with producers, receptionists, and researchers. I was armed with documents and proof of the corruption, abuse and negligence that was ensuing in the Rhode Island Department of Children, Youth and Families.
I scheduled appointments with producers from NBC’s Today show as well as The O’Reilly Factor on Fox News among other networks. Those were the two shows that confirmed my appearance during the first episodes of the New Year. The other appearances were to be solidified within the coming weeks.
I finished my work on Christmas Eve. Everything was sorted out, and I was excited. One of the producers bought me a hotel ticket for my final evening in Manhattan so that I didn’t have to sleep on the subway again.
I made my way back to Rhode Island with train tickets in hand — paid for by a television host himself — for the appearances in January. All I had to do was keep quiet and let Jeremiah (who bore an uncanny resemblance to Jabba the Hut) enjoy his Christmas feast. And then I would strike.
Unfortunately, Jeremiah had been tipped off that I was meeting with the press locally — WJAR (the NBC affiliate), WPRI (the CBS affiliate), and The Providence Journal had all done stories on me again — yet Jeremiah had no idea about the national news that was about to break.
And he wouldn’t, because he single-handedly killed the stories without even knowing they were going to be aired.
He had the power to keep me from contacting anyone after placing me in a secure facility in Rhode Island until I could be flown to Nebraska. I was literally Court-ordered to not leave the youth shelter and the staff were similarly ordered to not allow me to use the telephone, send letters, or leave the property. I was devastated.
Said another way, he proceeded to deem me a threat to myself because I was “not complying with my treatment” — that was always their go-to excuse when I arranged to have the truth about the abuse and negligence inherent in the DCYF and the Family Court illuminated in the press and the court of public opinion.
Note: This article was originally published in October 2018, prior to the election upon which this commentary is based. Ultimately, Gina Raimondo was re-elected, and the problems at DCYF have only worsened, just as political scientist and author of Dreading and Hoping All Nicholas Alahverdian predicted. Director Trista Piccola was fired, preventable abuse has continued to occur, and overspending — to the tune of millions of dollars — is rampant. If Raimondo had not been re-elected, DCYF may have been on the road to recovery. Unfortunately, Raimondo’s natural knack for a lack of leadership has set the tone until the end of her second and final term.
According to Rhode Island political expert Nicholas Alahverdian, Rhode Island is embroiled in an important race for governor this election cycle. They really have only two choices: Republican Allan Fung and Democrat Gina Raimondo. Joe Trillo could very well be a Raimondo plant. He seems to have a personal vendetta against Allan Fung that transcends this election.
Gina Raimondo has brought the state to its knees. Nicholas Mattiello, Speaker of the Rhode Island House of Representatives, makes things even worse. They both fail Rhode Islanders because of the UHIP fiasco, the DCYF deaths, the loss of the Pawtucket Red Sox, the distorted data in the state’s online transparency portal, and too many other errors to name.
The success of Mayor Allan Fung
Allan Fung, in contrast, presides over one of the top 50 cities in America. He is an honest, sincere mayor of the second largest city in Rhode Island. Fung listens to his constituents and hears what they have to say. “Simply put,” said Nicholas Alahverdian, “Fung will do the same thing in the Governor’s office. He will listen, weigh the options, and decide the best course of action.”
“Gina Raimondo is a wealthy East Side limousine liberal,” opined Nicholas Alahverdian. “She is cut from the same cloth as those who speak endlessly about “working families” and supporting the average Rhode Islander. At the end of the day though, her security detail drives her back to her lush East Side home where she can live her life in peace and prosperity with her family while Rhode Islanders suffer and kids in DCYF care are tortured and killed.”
“Apparently caring about working Rhode Islanders only lasts until 5pm on a weekday.”
Allan Fung will be the antithesis of Gina Raimondo. Dare I say he will be the anti-Gina Raimondo. He will bring back jobs, he will lower taxes, and he will protect kids in DCYF care. There is no question in this election — Gina Raimondo is inherently unfit to be governor due to the numerous disasters we’ve seen in four short years.
“Rhode Islanders can be guaranteed that if Allan Fung is elected, from 2019 on we will see a Rhode Island with more possibilities,” said Nicholas Alahverdian. We will see an air of optimism and not despair. Allan will do his best to bring the spirit of dynamism back to the Ocean State — something we’ve sadly been long without.
Not the Ol’ Boys Club anymore — Gina leads the “Troll Girls Club”
Gina Raimondo presides over a state in which the gears grind on political deals and an ol’ boys club culture. That has now turned into a troll girls club. “I use the term ‘troll girls club’ not as a mark of disrespect, but because Gina is trolling Allan Fung. She refuses to debate him one-on-one without the distraction of Joe Trillo, the candidate without a chance. She is blasé at his suggestions for leadership tactics that will work. And she dismisses his common sense solutions to fix state departments,” said Nicholas Alahverdian.
Rhode Island will thrive with Governor Fung
Rhode Island is lost in the woods. Gina Raimondo will continue to lead broken departments where kids are killed, DMV lines go out the door, and unqualified professionals make executive decisions.
“I am confident that inept lifetime bureaucrats like Mike Burk and Kevin Aucoin will finally be shown the door at DCYF, ending their reign of terror once and for all,” said Nicholas Alahverdian. “Allan Fung will audit and analyze each and every facet of DCYF to ensure that the agency is the epitome of what a child welfare system should be from when he is elected and into the future.”
Allan Fung will provide real leadership from day one. He is a hands-on mayor and he will be a hands-on Governor. He will repair the Ocean State and give it what it needs — a boost in its economy and its self-esteem. With Allan at the helm, kids will be safer, jobs will increase, and more money will flow into the state than ever. He will be Rhode Island’s champion — and relentlessly fight for our families and children.
Nicholas Alahverdian, a Harvard political scientist, researches the intersection of rhetoric, philology, and politics. His newest book, Dreading and Hoping All, will be released in October 2019.
Alahverdian worked for the Rhode Island state government at the same time he was in foster care. He was able to provide unique insight into the conditions of the foster homes and shelters in which he lived. As a result of his being a whistleblower and informing the senators and representatives with whom he worked of the conditions of the state’s DCYF, he became a political and publicity threat to the chief judge of the Rhode Island Family Court, Judge Jeremiah S. Jeremiah.
Unfortunately, Judge Jeremiah obliterated this threat by sending Nicholas Alahverdian hundreds of miles away to Florida and Nebraska where he was tortured and allowed to contact no one — not the courts, nor his legislators, nor any lawyers — until his 18th birthday. And by then, he was on a copious cocktail of drugs that he became a zombie, beyond all recognition.
Nicholas Alahverdian later sued his abusers his federal court, won, escaped the torture that ensued after he exposed the widespread abuse in the Rhode Island foster care system, attended Harvard University, and became a successful writer, lobbyist, and scholar.
Nicholas Alahverdian consults with many local, county, state, and national governments about how to enhance the human services industry and is a world-renowned expert in reforming systemic foster care problems and exposing governmental corruption.
The first thing I remember is the brightness of the sun. The blazing, white-hot sun, and then being whisked into a luxurious lobby.It was a welcome departure from the drab, impoverished climate of Omaha, Nebraska where I had spent the previous 24 months.As I sit and attempt to remember the month that I was sent to this hellhole in Florida, my mind is simply drawn blank. That’s how overmedicated I was.
For Nicholas Alahverdian, a Harvard scholar with a vast array of research interests and focal areas, Jackson Pollock’s work was that of a genius.
Jackson Pollock’s painting style was not merely improvisational – it also incorporated characteristics reminiscent of those artists and authors who engaged in the practice of writing and/or painting in the style of stream-of-consciousness.
Drip after drip, smear after smear, mixing the two – these techniques cumulatively defined the greatness of his work.
Loyal to his art and chronically dissatisfied with his performance, he lengthened his artistic stride to further his aesthetic interpretation of the world in which we live.
About Nicholas Alahverdian
Nicholas Alahverdian was born and raised in the Boston metropolitan area. Orphaned at the age of 14, Nicholas was a bookworm and aspired to become a lawyer, journalist, and an elected official. Nicholas said “I found that each profession complemented the other, and as one grows in influence in one field, they simultaneously acquire knowledge to assist intellectual advancement in variant fields. Law, journalism, and politics have a symbiotic relationship with one another, and being involved in those three fields as a professional would epitomize being a public servant.”
At Harvard, he concentrated in comparative literature and political science. His professors and advisors included Henry Louis Gates, Jr., John Hamilton, Theo Theoharis, and Thomas Underwood.
Alahverdian has taught political science, literature and creative writing as an adjunct lecturer at Harvard University and other institutions. Nicholas taught courses on political advocacy in the 21st century, with a particular focus on how multiple factors are damaging public faith in elections. and in some cases, democracy in its totality. Nicholas has long been a key figure in helping companies and individuals adopt a fresh approach to campaigning and lobbying, discarding outdated tactics and restructuring for greater success and revenue generation.
Nicholas Alahverdian worked on many political campaigns, including stints with Cranston Mayor John O’Leary, State Representative Raymond A. Hull, East Providence Mayor Bob DaSilva, and many others. Nicholas Alahverdian’s interests outside of work include poetry, the opera, and reading.
In this volume, Lewis explicates the meaning of ‘law’ in the material sense as well as the spiritual sense. Lewis speaks of the Law of Nature and how it “must be something above and beyond the actual facts of human behaviour (p. 23).” As Lewis explains further, he parallels observation with speculation and notes that man doesn’t observe he is man, he in fact knows and actively recognizes he is man as he says “we are men (ibid).”
When man received the Mosaic law, he recognized that there were regulations exacted by God to his people. Wisdom, as interpreted by the Jews, was knowing through God and faith, whereas Socratic wisdom consisted of knowing that one cannot know all.
As the Mosaic law sustained the people throughout the centuries, it became clear that it was imperative that the law be fulfilled so that the men of Lewis’ description could be the recipients of the comprehensive blessings associated with the fulfillment of the Law. Indeed, it was faith that made Abraham righteous; the law came after. As was detailed in the lecture of May 18th, the law was always destined to prepare for Christ as it was a step on the path to Him.
There are three kinds of Catholic law: eternal law; natural law, and positive law (as discussed in the lecture on May 19th). The Ten Commandments stood to govern exterior human acts and prepare for Christ whilst the New Law is the Law of Love and is in direct correlation with freedom and grace. This law fulfills the Old Law and governs interior human acts.
As Christ said, “Do unto others as you would that they should do unto you.” Humanity obeying this law would singlehandedly solve most of the ethical and moral problems in the world. The foundation of iniquity to Lewis is pride (p. 122) and as such, the solution of the aforementioned problems would be attained through the dissolution of pride which “leads to every other vice: it is the complete anti-God state of mind (ibid).” Pride is the antithesis of Godliness; it is doing to others the polar opposite of what one would want done to him.
Jim Hickok and I sat in a dark diner in a lodge during a light snow, silently staring into our coffee and mulling over the recent midterm election. As Jim wasn’t from the Ocean State, I had to give him the lowdown on the ways of Rogue’s Island. In the smallest state, you had schemers and cleaners, aging old school dons and Italian grandmothers who still didn’t speak English. You had the different hills of the capital city, straight out of central casting, each with its distinct power structure — with some based in legitimate interests and others in so-called crime.
For two decades with a brief interruption, this capital city of this state called Rogue — the Island of Rogue — had an inspirational Mayor. Some say he was Jekyll, some say he was Hyde, but at one point or another, aren’t we all a little bit of both?
Jim worked as a stagecoach driver and had met some colorful characters out there on the high prairie and the frozen tundra. He was well known throughout the west as a gambler and actor. He had seen it all. Jim had many stories to tell and met people I could only dream of meeting. He had lived in places far and wide, and if there ever was a thing Jim Hickok knew how to do well, it was to put his finger on the pulse of a town and see what made its gears turn.
Jim sat back and stared at me with his icy eyes. “Back where I’m from we have a saying embossed on a plaque that we give to every incoming elected official, no matter their office,” he said. “It goes something like this. Oh, let me write it down… you’ll need it some day, Nicholas.”
Jim grabbed a napkin and pulled a fountain pen from his leather waistcoat, which seemed to have a pocket for something needed for any profession. This was *the* Jim Hickok after all.
He handed me the most luxuriously crisp parchment upon which he wrote:
“Leader of the people, come with humble heart, know there are few that can play your part. When you are faced with worry or woe, ensure you do right for friend or foe. Will you serve your fellow man? Remember the code taught since time began.”
After the passage, on that crisp beautiful parchment, old Jim Hickok wrote “To Nicholas Alahverdian, survivor of the Island of Rogue. May the eyes of God weep on that land until the corrupt scions and political lions are flooded out.”
“Island of Rogue,” I said. “Quite fitting.”
Island of Rogue
“Son, don’t you even know your own history?” Jim asked, sounding slightly annoyed. “I’d hate to go back West and tell them about the fabled Nicholas Alahverdian, that old survivor, the one they called the storm, who everyone thought fought so hard yet had so little faith in himself, was yearning to learn but applying it to nothing, working for something but forgetting why he started fighting like a one-armed boxer in the first place.”
I stared into the black abyss of the coffee, trying to focus myself into oblivion. Here was old Jim Hickok, the legend. The lore surrounding this man haunted me for decades. Now he was insulting my performance. I didn’t even know anyone bought a ticket, let alone someone was watching the performance that was my broken, shattered life.
Hickok stood up from his chair, his heavy leather boots stomping on the creaky wooden floor and shaking the trinkets on the walls of the lodge.
He grabbed me by the lapels and shouted, “Besides the tigers that crouch and wait for your blood, why were you brought here? You’ve walked with great men, they’ve led you with the scepter and the pen. You betray the promise you made the day you left home. The promise you were meant to keep under every spire, roof, and dome.”
I felt sick and queasy and he tossed me about. Old Jim could easily fry me as he would a freshly caught trout.
Haunted by the past and fearful of the future
I stuttered and staggered, falling about like a bleeding hound. “Under the dome of which you speak on a hill called Smith, I shined a light on a war that people called a myth. The forests know, as do the mountains; nature is my silent witness that the blood spouted from my head like a million fountains. I was nearly killed, just another body for the counting. And then one winter night, a villianous trollop made everything worse, and forevermore they’ve left me with this curse.”
Hickok just stared at my discourse as if it floated in the air, something tangible, nearly palpable. His burly fists still clutched my lapels, like pearls clinging to shells.
Jim Hickok paused and released his grasp. “Nicholas Alahverdian, don’t you know why you survived so many blows? The curse of which you speak was a ticket to a life — without it, your existence would be terse. You were taught to travel, ramble, and roam, and never again will you be alone. You survived a treacherous scheme masquerading as a church, they bedeviled you from their lowly perch. As the wind came and went and blew you away, you survived yet another day. Do you remember your days in the Ivory Tower, your moments of enlightenment blooming like a flower? No more did you need a motley unattractive throng, no more did you require to sing the warrior’s song. You fought power and you demanded penance from a corrupt king, you made everything new — your life, once again, is in its morning.”
The Renaissance is a lie
Two men appeared, dressed in black. They held newspapers with headlines. Electoral victories for Nicholas Mattiello and Gina Raimondo. Rogue’s Island remains true to its name. Hickok grabbed the paper from his bodyguard and walked slowly back towards me. “You don’t want to be on this sinking ship,” he said, “that you can see through the nearly blinding brine. You would speak the truth and once again be treated like swine.”
I put on my Stetson and moved for the door. “Old Jim,” I said, “My thanks comes from my heart, indeed, it comes from its core.” I turned around and closed my eyes, the frost on my face felt like a welcome prize.
”Alahverdian!” he shouted, before I left. “Don’t ever think you’re ever bereft. Your fighting days are over, step away from the deaf and blind. Go forward with wisdom, and use your mind. Those rogues, Nick and Gina, this is their day, but know now and forever, they have a price to pay. Just like those past who ruled from under that dome, their corruption and treachery will soon be known. But don’t waste your time, it’s no longer your war, you’ve made your mark and it has been felt at the core.”
I looked down, my brow caked with sweat. I forgot about the Mayor, which I began to regret. “Old Jim,” I said, “One more thing. The Mayor brought more than anyone else could bring. To this Island of Rogues, he gave a city called Renaissance, his place in history firmly ensconced. To suffer and be exiled from my glorious city, doesn’t it cause you to have any pity?”
“Nicholas,” he said, “in Renaissance, your skies were eerily overcast, and don’t you recall, the fiery blast? It’s not your home, you don’t belong, they tortured and beat you, and sung you death’s song. I can bring you back. I can let you see. But do you really want to engage in such stupidity?”
I shuffled my boots and emptied my brain. I thought of the strife, I thought of the pain. It was Jim, who reminded me of this toil, and at that second my blood started to boil.
“Old Jim,” I said, “It seems you’re right. There’s no point in returning to a land without light. They drained the sea when they exiled me, the first time, the second — there won’t be three.”
Old Jim stood solid at the brass back door. He straightened his tie and tapped his cane on the floor. “Alahverdian,” said he, “you’ve finally made the best choice. There are causes and efforts more worthy of your voice.”
I turned around, and faced the cold. I knew in my heart the decision was bold. Chopping down the tree of knowledge, I thought of their hate. I then knew that this was my fate. I worked and toiled and made a pirogue, to sail forever away from the Island of Rogue.
From Thoughts on Autumn, Harvard, and the Future of Today’s Students by Nicholas Alahverdian, 2014
“Autumn is typically associated with expiration, the death of the leaves on the trees and the mounds of yellow, red, and orange leaves gathering on the ground. But autumn is also a time of a sort of birth for the intellectual. Autumn helps to assist with the improvement of one’s mind, it is the time when most students are beginning again their studies.
“Autumn is the perfect season with which to engage in learning and study for me because of the colors of the leaves and the natural stimulation of the surrounding beauty of the landscape of whatever collegiate setting I would find myself in. It is especially inspiring and edifying, almost as if the colors surrounding me simply spark the creative corner of my brain.”
About: Nicholas Alahverdian is a victim of torture perpetrated upon him by group homes and shelters who contracted with the Rhode Island State Government to provide services for children in the care of the Department of Children Youth and Families. Nicholas simultaneously worked for the Rhode Island General Assembly as a legislative aide.
As a 14-year-old legislative aide, I was sodomized and raped by a member of the Rhode Island House of Representatives. That person now wields formidable power. In light of the recent facts illuminated by the sexual harassment perpetrated by Cale Keable upon Katie Kazarian, I felt prompted to do what I never thought I would: bring the facts of this vicious and embarrassing assault upon me to the public eye.
I was degraded and humiliated by a person in power — and this culture of corruption in Rhode Island politics needs to stop. Katie Kazarian is leading the charge in exposing the moral attrition at the State House, and for that she deserves the utmost praise. But for myself, I go on and tell my story to those whom will listen. The most deplorable action we can take to address these endemic issues is none at all. I will be releasing details of the rape upon my person after the election. That way, no one can say ‘Nicholas Alahverdian did this for political advantage.’
Este año, Rhode Island está envuelto en una importante carrera para gobernador. Realmente solo tienen dos opciones: la republicana Allan Fung y la demócrata Gina Raimondo. Joe Trillo podría muy bien ser una planta de Raimondo. Parece que tiene una venganza personal contra Allan Fung que trasciende esta elección.
¿Por qué debería apoyar a Allan Fung para gobernador?
Gina Raimondo ha tenido una carrera terrible en los últimos 3 años y medio. Ella es responsable del desastre en el Departamento de Niños, Jóvenes y Familias. Ahora hay una investigación y auditoría federal activa contra el DCYF – otra vez. Ella es responsable del desastre del Proyecto de Infraestructura de Salud Unificada (UHIP). UHIP ahora le ha costado al estado $ 660,000,000.00 debido a las fallas de Deloitte, la compañía contratada para construir el gigante de TI.
Gina Raimondo ha puesto de rodillas al estado. Nick Mattiello, presidente de la Cámara de Representantes de Rhode Island, empeora las cosas. Ambos fallan en entregarse a Rhode Islanders debido al fiasco de UHIP, las muertes de DCYF, la pérdida de los Medias Rojas de Pawtucket, los datos distorsionados en el portal de transparencia en línea del estado y muchos otros errores.
El éxito del alcalde Allan Fung
Allan Fung, por otro lado, preside una de las 50 ciudades más importantes de América. Es un alcalde honesto y sincero de la segunda ciudad más grande de Rhode Island. Fung escucha a sus electores y escucha lo que tienen que decir. En resumen, Fung hará lo mismo en la oficina del gobernador. Escucharás, sopesarás las opciones y decidirás el mejor curso de acción.
Con Gina Raimondo, hemos visto inacción. Hemos visto al personal de Raimondo a cargo de las políticas en sus departamentos miserables y mal administrados. Hay personas no calificadas y no certificadas que realizan tareas que cuestan a millones de Rhode Island cuando no tienen las calificaciones necesarias para hacerlo. En un caso, alguien actuaba en nombre del estado de Rhode Island y ni siquiera era un abogado calificado. Gina está en esto por sí misma y su futura carrera política. Raimondo no tiene los mejores intereses de Rhode Islanders en su corazón.
Gina Raimondo es una oligarca rica. Ella solo es liberal cuando le conviene. Ella está cortada de la misma tela que aquellos que hablan sin parar sobre “familias trabajadoras” y solo actúan como si apoyaran al isleño Rhode promedio. Sin embargo, al final del día, sus detalles de seguridad la llevan de regreso a su exuberante casa en East Side donde puede vivir su vida en paz y posteridad con su familia, mientras que la gente de Rhode Island sufre y los niños bajo el cuidado de DCYF. Torturados y asesinados.
Aparentemente, preocuparse por trabajar en Rhode Island solo dura hasta las 5 pm en un día laborable.
Rhode Island prosperará con el gobernador Fung
Allan Fung será la antítesis de Gina Raimondo. Me atrevo a decir que Allan será el anti-Gina Raimondo. Traerá empleos, reducirá los impuestos y protegerá a los niños bajo el cuidado de DCYF. No hay duda en esta elección: Gina Raimondo es inherentemente incapaz de ser gobernadora debido a los numerosos desastres que hemos visto en cuatro cortos años.
Se puede garantizar a la gente de Rhode Island que si se elige Allan Fung, a partir de 2019 veremos una Rhode Island con más posibilidades. Veremos un aire de optimismo y no de desesperación. Allan hará todo lo posible para devolver el espíritu de dinamismo al Estado del Océano, algo que desafortunadamente no hemos tenido en mucho tiempo.
Gina Raimondo preside un estado en el que los engranajes están trabajando en acuerdos políticos y en la cultura de un club de hombres viejos. Eso ahora se ha convertido en un club de chicas troll. Uso el término ‘club de chicas troll’ no como una falta de respeto, sino porque Gina está bromeando con Allan Fung. Ella se niega a discutirlo personalmente sin la distracción de Joe Trillo, el candidato sin oportunidad. Ella es indiferente a las sugerencias de tácticas de liderazgo de Fung que funcionarán. Y ella descarta las soluciones de sentido común de Allan para arreglar los departamentos estatales.
Rhode Island se pierde en el bosque. Gina Raimondo continuará liderando departamentos rotos donde se matan niños, las líneas del DMV salen por la puerta y profesionales no calificados toman decisiones ejecutivas.
Estoy seguro de que a los burócratas ineptos de toda la vida, como Mike Burk y Kevin Aucoin, finalmente se les mostrará la puerta de DCYF, terminando su reinado de terror de una vez por todas. Allan Fung auditará y analizará todas y cada una de las facetas de DCYF para asegurarse de que la agencia sea el epítome de lo que debería ser un sistema de bienestar infantil cuando sea elegido y en el futuro.
Allan Fung proporcionará un verdadero liderazgo desde el primer día. Es un alcalde práctico y será un gobernador práctico. Reparará el estado del Rhode Island y le dará lo que necesita: un impulso en su economía y su autoestima. Con Allan a la cabeza, los niños estarán más seguros, aumentarán los empleos y más dinero entrará en el estado que nunca. Él será el campeón de Rhode Island y luchará implacablemente por nuestras familias e hijos.
Allan Fung luchará por ti.
Nicholas Alahverdian es un académico y activista político educado en Harvard. Como adolescente, Nicholas sobrevivió a la tortura y los abusos que le infligió el gobierno de Rhode Island bajo las órdenes directas de un juez principal y un gobernador después de su activismo político contra ellos, mientras que Alahverdian era un empleado de la Cámara de Representantes de Rhode Island.
Nicholas fue enviado a dos instalaciones lejos de Nueva Inglaterra que tenían extensos registros de tortura, abuso y negligencia. Se vio obligado a permanecer en estas instalaciones abusivas hasta que cumplió 18 años y no se le permitió ponerse en contacto con nadie, ir a la escuela ni prepararse para la edad adulta. Alahverdian sobrevivió a la tortura, demandó a sus abusadores, se estableció en la corte y estudió en la Universidad de Harvard.
El enfoque académico principal de Nicholas Alahverdian es la intersección de la filología, la retórica y la política. Ha aparecido en The Providence Journal, NPR, BBC, NBC, CBS y ABC News, así como en The Buddy Cianci Show, The Boston Globe y en muchas otras entidades de medios.