MICHAEL WHITEHEAD

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Meet Whitehead (Whose Head Isn't Even White)

From Motel President to municipal corruption defense counsel. Meet Michael Whitehead—a man so deceitful even his name is a lie. He paints his head. The "white" is store-bought.

But hair dye is the least of his deceptions.

My Dear Litigation War Diary

My dear litigation war diary,

The day is December 5th, 2025. It is Friday. It is cold outside. So cold it could be snowing. Snow is white. White reminds us of Whitehead.

The undersigned is now upset that we made that connection passively. Instead of remembering a past vacation in Aspen, or literally anything pleasant—we connected to "Whitehead." That's absurd. That's unacceptable. That man has no business occupying mental real estate when there's snow to enjoy.

The undersigned is flabbergasted by this event. Flabbergasted. Of all the white things in this world—snow-capped mountains, pristine beaches, wedding dresses, the pages of the Constitution these people keep violating—our brain chose Whitehead.

We must take action. We will protest this involuntary mental association by writing about him. Just because of that. Let's go, boys.

If you haven't read Part 01 of this series—The Star Chamber of Biloxi—go read it first. This article builds on what we exposed there. We'll wait.

Back? Good. Let's meet the snake who slithered into the Star Chamber and made himself comfortable.

If Whitehead were to wear the Sorting Hat from Harry Potter, he would be placed in Slytherin. No deliberation needed. The Hat would barely touch his dyed head before screaming "SLYTHERIN!" and asking to be sanitized.

For Our Newer Readers: A Quick Explainer

Before we dive into Whitehead's spectacular self-destruction, let's explain some terms. Because unlike Biloxi's municipal government, we believe in transparency.

What Is a "Quasi-Judicial" Proceeding?

"Quasi-judicial" means "sort of like a court, but not quite."

When the Building Board of Adjustment and Appeals hears your appeal, they're acting like judges. They're supposed to be neutral. They're supposed to weigh evidence. They're supposed to follow rules. They issue decisions that affect your legal rights—like whether you can live in your own home.

The key word is supposed to.

In a real court, you get a real judge who doesn't work for your opponent. In Biloxi's quasi-judicial proceedings, you get Jerry Creel's hand-picked board, scheduled through Jerry Creel's defense attorney, reviewing Jerry Creel's decision, with Jerry Creel controlling what evidence they see.

Quasi-judicial. Heavy on the "quasi." Light on the "judicial."

What Is an "Appeal"?

An appeal is when you say: "Hey, the Building Official made a wrong decision, and I want someone else to review it."

In theory, appeals exist to catch mistakes. In theory, they provide a check on government power. In theory, they protect citizens from arbitrary enforcement.

In Biloxi, appeals exist to create the appearance of due process while the Star Chamber rubber-stamps whatever Jerry Creel decided. The outcome is predetermined. The hearing is theater. The appeal is a formality designed to fail.

As we documented in The Star Chamber of Biloxi, the undersigned's appeal materials never even reached the Board members. Creel filtered them. The fox guarding the henhouse decided which chickens the other foxes would know about.

What Is "The Board"?

The Building Board of Adjustment and Appeals is supposed to be an independent body that reviews the Building Official's decisions. Eight members. Mayor-appointed. Professionals with expertise in construction and development.

Independent? Every member's livelihood depends on staying in Jerry Creel's good graces for permit approvals. Every member has professional relationships the Community Development Department influences.

A Board? Michael Whitehead called it a "sub-committee" in his October 3, 2025 email—a deliberate lie designed to dodge Open Meetings Act requirements. We caught that. We documented it. Read the full exposure here.

The Board is a captured oversight body. The regulated industry reviewing the regulator's decisions. Creel serves as Board Secretary while his decisions are under review. The defendant controls the tribunal.

Now that you understand the system, let's meet the attorney who thought he could operate within it undetected.

The Credentials

According to his firm's website, Michael E. Whitehead is a distinguished Mississippi attorney. Born January 20, 1965 in Jackson County. Emory University School of Law LL.M., cum laude, 1992. University of Mississippi School of Law J.D., summa cum laude, 1990. Moot Court Board. University of South Alabama B.A., magna cum laude, 1988. Admitted to the Mississippi Bar in 1991, the U.S. District Court for the Northern and Southern Districts of Mississippi in 1990, and the Fifth Circuit Court of Appeals that same year.

Thirty-five years of legal experience. Three cum laude designations. Member of the Mississippi Defense Lawyers Association and Defense Research Institute.

That's a lot of cum laudes, by the way. Wink wink. The undersigned will let the reader interpret that however they wish.

In what depends on the undersigned, his next cum laude will come after picking up soap in a federal prison.

His practice areas, as listed on Page Mannino Peresich & McDermott's website, include: Municipal Liability, Construction, Real Estate, Premises Liability, and—this one is particularly rich—Trespass and Nuisance.

The website promises that Michael "takes a practical approach to solving clients' problems."

The undersigned imagines the client intake goes something like this:

The next "practical approach" might mean grabbing a bat and beating the clients' opponents, it appears. The undersigned is genuinely curious where the escalation ends. Surveillance today, what tomorrow? At this rate, Page Mannino should update their website to include "Intimidation Services" under practice areas.

And honestly? They could not have written this any better. The undersigned is almost impressed.

He literally took a practical approach. Instead of filing motions, he filed surveillance photographs. Instead of conducting discovery, he conducted drive-bys. Instead of preparing legal arguments, he prepared his camera. Instead of—the undersigned doesn't know—lawyering shit?—he chose to stake out his opponent's property three hours before a hearing.

The marketing team at Page Mannino deserves a raise. They predicted his methodology with perfect accuracy. "Practical approach" indeed.

On November 7, 2025, we discovered exactly what that "practical approach" looks like.

The Coven of Peter Abide

Michael Whitehead is not alone. He is one of several "witches"—the undersigned's affectionate term for the attorney groupies who orbit Peter Abide like moths around a very short flame.

The coven includes:

Each witch serves the tallest 5-foot-tall man in Biloxi. Each bills taxpayers to protect the Star Chamber. Each will receive their own spotlight on peoplevsbiloxi.com when the time comes.

But today? Today belongs to our white-headed friend. The others must wait their turn.

The undersigned is nothing if not methodical. One witch at a time.

I. The November 7, 2025 Incident

But first, some context. Long story short:

The property at 1606 Beach Boulevard passed all inspections. Every single one. May 30, 2025—all clear. The structure was validated by a NASA Director. Three licensed Professional Engineers signed off. The undersigned holds Mississippi contractor licenses in Building, Electrical, Mechanical, and Plumbing. Everything was fine.

Then, on June 6th, 2025, a federal lawsuit was filed.

And suddenly, nothing was fine anymore.

On June 30th, 2025, after what the undersigned can only assume was a long night of lovemaking between Jerry Creel and the Napoleon of Biloxi (that's Peter Abide, for our newer readers—short in stature, tall in audacity), someone decided it was a good idea to try to coerce the undersigned. Their method? You cannot make this up: Creel and Abide sent two uniformed police officers in tactical formation to deliver a stop work order. For nonexistent violations. On a property that had passed every inspection. Twenty-four days after a federal lawsuit was filed against them.

Read that again. They sent armed police officers—not to investigate a crime, not to respond to an emergency—but to hand-deliver bureaucratic harassment to a citizen who had the audacity to sue them in federal court.

Where they trespassed. Where they walked up the stairs. Where they tried to coerce.

The undersigned's wife saw the mob coming through the window. She started crying. She rushed to grab the pets. She hid herself. From government officials. In her own home. In America. In 2025.

The absurdity.

A vow was made that day. They crossed a line. A line that should never be crossed. You do not terrorize a man's wife in her own home. You do not send armed officers in tactical formation to intimidate a family. You do not weaponize the machinery of government against citizens who dare to sue you.

Here's the thing about the undersigned: we do not shy away from battle. These geriatric mobsters, they are fierce from their coffee tables. They send cops to do their dirty work. They hide behind badges and titles and billing arrangements.

These museum pieces, funny enough, think themselves tough. An illusion that by this point has already ceased—but offensive nonetheless. Offensive for several reasons. First, you do not treat a citizen like that. You do not coerce a federal plaintiff with police. You do not weaponize law enforcement to intimidate someone exercising their constitutional right to petition the courts. But the illusion is strong with these ones. They cannot handle pressure. They have never faced real opposition. And now—guaranteed—these geriatrics actually believe they are the victims. The audacity.

The undersigned sends emails.

The very next morning—July 1st, 2025, at 7:35 AM—Peter Abide received this message:

That was the declaration of war. Sent before 8 AM. Before coffee. While most people are still hitting snooze, the undersigned was putting the Napoleon of Biloxi on notice.

And here we are. Chapter after chapter. Article after article. Defendant after defendant.

They wanted a fight. They got one.

A Note to Our Readers

A couple of readers, upon reaching out—on top of congratulating the undersigned for the fight and our performance at the November 7 hearing—asked a question: Why go to such lengths?

They did not condemn. They were curious. And for these readers, the undersigned will share a little piece of Soviet-era poetry. One that resonates deeply with why we are here, why we fight, and why we will not stop.

The undersigned wanted to build a house. Raise a family. Run a business. Be left alone.

They sent armed police to terrorize our wife. They filed false charges. They surveilled our property. They stalked our spouse at her workplace. They denied permits validated by NASA. They created a Star Chamber to rubber-stamp their persecution.

They awakened something.

TRUE TERROR will arrive at their door. And it will fall upon deaf ears.

This recorded event, soon to be released in full glory, was the moment all of them bought tickets to this ride.

And boys? Let's give them value for their money.

Now, back to November 7th.

At 11:59 AM on November 7, 2025, Michael Whitehead was documented conducting surveillance of 1606 Beach Boulevard, Biloxi, Mississippi. The property belongs to the undersigned, a pro se plaintiff in three consolidated federal civil rights cases against the City of Biloxi and its officials. Whitehead represents several defendants in those cases, including Building Official Jerry Creel, Jeff Harbor, and Jennifer Polk.

Three hours later, at 3:00 PM, Whitehead appeared at the Building Board of Adjustment and Appeals hearing where Petrini was the appellant challenging a stop work order. The same property Whitehead had just surveilled. The same opponent whose testimony he was about to hear.

Defense counsel Michael Whitehead conducting surveillance at 11:59 AM, three hours before the quasi-judicial hearing

The "practical approach to solving clients' problems"

Surveillance documentation - November 7, 2025

Surveillance documentation - November 7, 2025

Surveillance documentation - November 7, 2025

Surveillance documentation - November 7, 2025

When confronted about his presence, the summa cum laude graduate of Ole Miss Law responded via email at 1:42 PM CST—just 78 minutes before the hearing:

No, Whitehead. It's called being a sneaky snake and a failed project of intimidation that got you here—immortalized on the internet, cited in federal court filings, and featured in an investigative series read by the very authorities you should have been worried about.

"Going to lunch with a friend." The undersigned has many friends. None of them require driving past litigation opponents' properties to reach a restaurant. None of them schedule lunch at 11:59 AM precisely when their friend's opponent begins maintenance work. None of them bring cameras to lunch.

But please, do tell us more about this friend. The undersigned is genuinely curious. Does this friend know they're an alibi? Does this friend know their lunch companion was conducting surveillance for billable hours? Does this friend exist?

Ah, Richard Weaver. The Chief Administrative Officer. The CAO. The man who oversees city operations. The man who receives emails documenting his outside counsel conducting surveillance on federal plaintiffs—and does absolutely nothing. Groupie? Conspirator? Both? When your defense attorney admits to "going to lunch with a friend" past a litigation opponent's property, and you—the CAO—do nothing, what does that make you? Complicit at minimum. A co-conspirator at worst. Either way, another name for the federal docket.

He CC'd the City and co-counsel on his admission. He put it in writing. He created the evidence. The summa cum laude graduate documented his own misconduct and distributed it to witnesses.

Going to lunch. With a friend. And just incidentally observing the property of the man he's litigating against. Three hours before the hearing where that man will testify. During a statutory stay. During active FBI and State Department investigations.

James Bond would not approve. Michael Whitehead is not subtle in his surveillance stealth. He got caught. Photographed. Documented. Timestamped.

Unless... the goal was never to not be seen.

Think about that. If you're conducting legitimate surveillance, you don't want to get caught. But if you're conducting intimidation? You want your target to know you're watching. You want them nervous before their testimony. You want them to understand that the Star Chamber sees everything.

Whitehead wasn't gathering evidence. Whitehead was sending a message.

The summa cum laude graduate just wasn't smart enough to realize that message would become Exhibit A in a federal civil rights case.

Thirty-five years of legal experience. Three cum laude designations. This was his response.

The undersigned has a different term for it: consciousness of guilt.

II. The "Practical Approach"

Let's examine what the Municipal Liability expert's "practical approach" achieved on November 7, 2025:

Summa cum laude. Thirty-five years. Moot Court Board. This was his "practical approach."

III. The Pattern: Client Surveils Wife, Counsel Surveils Husband

The November 7 surveillance was not Michael Whitehead's first rodeo. It was his second. And it fits perfectly into the Star Chamber's operating procedures.

November 3, 2025 — Creel Targets the Wife

Four days before the hearing, while the undersigned was traveling out of state, Building Official Jerry Creel—one of Whitehead's clients—conducted surveillance of 929 Division Street.

Not 1606 Beach Boulevard. Not the property under dispute. Her workplace.

Sumire Maeda. The undersigned's wife. Alone.

Creel drove by slowly. Watching. Like—and the undersigned will say it plainly—a pervert staring at another man's wife. Because that's what it was. A government official, during active federal litigation, driving slowly past a woman's workplace while her husband is out of state.

The psychological impact was documented: Maeda cried for nineteen consecutive hours.

Normal behavior for a Building Official? You tell the undersigned.

November 7, 2025 — Whitehead Targets the Husband

Four days after his client surveilled the wife, defense counsel surveilled the husband. Three hours before the hearing where the husband would testify against Whitehead's clients.

The coordination is obvious. The consciousness of guilt drips from every frame.

Both incidents occurred during active FBI investigation. Both incidents occurred during State Department DTCC investigation (Case 25-0000782). Both incidents targeted a pro se federal litigant and his family. Both incidents demonstrate the Star Chamber's enforcement mechanisms extending beyond the hearing room.

When Whitehead conducted his surveillance, Maeda experienced renewed emotional distress. She began crying again.

The Trespass and Nuisance expert became the trespass. The nuisance. The predicate act.

IV. The Board Hearing Performance

As documented extensively in The Star Chamber of Biloxi, the November 7, 2025 Building Board hearing was a constitutional violation dressed in the costume of due process. The undersigned received 10-20 minutes with a time clock. Creel received unlimited time. No rebuttal was allowed. The outcome was predetermined.

But Whitehead couldn't resist adding his own special touch.

During the proceedings, as the undersigned presented his appeal, the Municipal Liability expert attempted to interject despite having no official role. The undersigned's response, documented in the certified transcript:

At least he found his place—which was none—and shut the fuck up.

Credit where credit is due: the summa cum laude graduate can follow simple instructions when publicly humiliated in front of a court reporter, two police officers, and eight board members. Perhaps that's the one thing Emory taught him that stuck.

Whitehead had no board position. No authority to participate. No legitimate basis to interject in the quasi-judicial proceeding. Yet Page Mannino's outside counsel—the same attorney who had surveilled the property three hours earlier—attempted to influence the outcome.

The court reporter documented it. Two police officers witnessed it. Eight Board members observed it.

Why would an attorney with thirty-five years of experience attempt to control a municipal administrative proceeding where he has no standing?

Because the Star Chamber requires protection. Because the fee-generation scheme depends on predetermined outcomes. Because when you've already crossed the line into surveillance, what's a little interference?

The "practical approach."

V. The Irony Section

(Because the undersigned believes in transparency, and also because these ironies are hilarious)

Michael Whitehead's professional biography deserves revisiting in light of recent events.

VI. The RICO Enterprise Theory

The November 7 surveillance acquires its most sinister dimension when viewed as part of a broader pattern. Federal civil RICO claims have been filed alleging that the City of Biloxi, its officials, and its outside counsel operate a racketeering enterprise designed to manufacture violations, generate litigation, and extract legal fees from taxpayers.

The enterprise, denominated "The Billables of Biloxi," allegedly functions through coordinated harassment of citizens who challenge municipal authority.

As of December 2025, the City has expended over $220,000 in legal fees defending a building permit dispute where the property owner holds NASA validation of his structural engineering. A $97 Certificate of Occupancy has become a quarter-million-dollar litigation bonanza.

Whitehead's surveillance fits this pattern precisely. The activity generated billable hours. The activity protected enterprise interests. The activity served no legitimate legal purpose that couldn't have been accomplished through proper discovery channels.

The Municipal Liability expert became a RICO predicate act.

VII. The Consciousness of Guilt Analysis

Consider the calculus from the perspective of a summa cum laude law graduate with thirty-five years of experience:

An attorney surveils an opponent during active federal litigation. During an FBI investigation. During a State Department DTCC investigation (Case 25-0000782). Four days after his client's identical surveillance was reported to federal authorities. Hours before an official proceeding where the opponent will testify. Creating photographic evidence that makes the attorney a necessary witness. Violating a statutory stay. Exposing himself to personal criminal and civil liability.

No rational attorney would engage in such conduct. The risk-benefit analysis is catastrophic. The legal exposure is obvious to a first-year law student, let alone an LL.M. holder. The tactical benefit is nonexistent—anything observed could have been obtained through proper discovery.

The only explanation consistent with the evidence: the conduct is compulsive, directed by enterprise objectives that override individual judgment. When participation in a coordinated scheme becomes the norm, even summa cum laude graduates lose perspective on the risks they are accumulating.

VIII. Professional Conduct Violations Summary

For the Mississippi Bar's reference:

IX. The Question Answered

The title of this article poses a question: Lawyer or Criminal, or Both?

Michael E. Whitehead, MSB #8891, graduated summa cum laude from the University of Mississippi School of Law. He earned an LL.M. in Litigation from Emory University. He has practiced law in Mississippi for thirty-five years. He is a member of the Defense Research Institute and Mississippi Defense Lawyers Association. He was once President of the Kings Inn Motel. His firm's website describes him as taking "a practical approach to solving clients' problems." He dyes his hair.

On November 7, 2025, that practical approach involved driving to his opponent's property during a statutory stay, photographing the premises, admitting the surveillance in writing, then appearing at a hearing where the opponent would testify—a hearing where Whitehead had no official role but attempted to participate anyway.

The evidence suggests Michael Whitehead began his career as a lawyer. Somewhere along the way—perhaps between the motel and the municipal contracts—the "practical approach" transformed him into something else.

Three cum laude designations. Thirty-five years. And now, federal criminal exposure that no amount of hair dye can cover up.

X. The Public Record

This investigation is based entirely on federal court filings in Cases 1:25-cv-00178-LG-RPM, 1:25-cv-00233-LG-RPM, and 1:25-cv-00254-LG-RPM; certified transcripts from the November 7, 2025 Board of Adjustment and Appeals hearing prepared by F. Dusty Burdine, CSR No. 1171; email admissions by Whitehead himself; and public records including the Page Mannino Peresich & McDermott website.

Every allegation can be verified through official sources. The facts are not in dispute. Whitehead admitted the surveillance. The transcript documents the interference. The pattern is established through coordinated incidents.

What remains is for the appropriate authorities to draw conclusions.

The Mississippi Bar has jurisdiction over professional conduct. The FBI has jurisdiction over federal criminal violations. The federal court has jurisdiction over the civil rights claims.

Rise and shine, Whitehead.

The record is now public. History will judge.

The Scorecard

(Because the undersigned believes in transparency)

Does any of this make sense? No. Is the City still fighting? Yes. Are they winning? Ask their insurance carrier.

This article documents public proceedings, public records, and constitutional analysis. All facts are derived from hearing transcripts, email records, municipal ordinances, and published legal authority. Public officials and attorneys acting in their official capacity are proper subjects of public commentary.

The undersigned is represented by himself in federal civil rights litigation: Case 1:25-cv-00178-LG-RPM, Case 1:25-cv-00233-LG-RPM, and Case 1:25-cv-00254-LG-RPM, Southern District of Mississippi.