EBW's prison memories

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The "How do I love thee" thread made me start thinking about my 6 months in Kingston and for some reason I can't help but think of those long, long days.

Firstly anyone who thinks a Maximum security jail is anything but the worst of the worst places is dead wrong. Not only is there absolutely no sense of security at all(You're in there with the worst of the worst and they all tend to be angry) but the sense of confinement is utterly brutal. You can't actually believe what it feels like to have such little freedom in life. It's the metaphorical equiv of living your whole life in a dark coffin with a lot of mean, scary people. It reduced me to tears almost every single night.


I'll be coming back here with more thoughts tonight. Just ramblings though. Things I want to process. Pay no attention.
 
EBW's prison memories 2: Sex Jokes

They're all funny until you actually have to shower with 40 other guys.

Then they're just funny/sad.
 
Assaulting a police officer at a lower tuition protest puts you in maximum security? Just how did you assault the guy, with a machine gun? (serious question- that punishment seems harsh)
 
The third: I kind of miss my cellmate

Well, not really. But all the same he was a fairly decent guy. Paulo, wherever you are(Well, I know very well where he is), I hope things are going well for you. He was a pretty funny guy. A little off putting though. I guess once you learn that a guy is a violent felon(Like me) it takes a while to get used to him.
 
Cheyenne said:
Assaulting a police officer at a lower tuition protest puts you in maximum security? Just how did you assault the guy, with a machine gun? (serious question- that punishment seems harsh)

Nope. I just tackled him to the ground. The Ministry of Corrections(Not the judge, he said I was a public menace) said that my previous record(Other Protest arrests) warranted putting me in a Max.

Plus I think that the Judge had it in for me.
 
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Bursting into song in tune to a harmonica played by EBW...

"Nobody knows what trouble I'm in...."

I've done my time buddy...

Left wing riot against the Poll Tax (a tax calculated on where you live), London, long time ago. Seven days. Admittedly not a lifer like you but still...

The cause was just and we won!

The Tax was abandoned.
 
Chapter 4: I was right

Erin wanted to visit me. I was uncomfortable with the notion of her seeing me in those ugly grays. I'm still happy she didn't though. I still have the grays.
 
strange... really strange....

i'm assuming this has been awhile ago? florida is getting to be a zero tolerance state on voilent crimes 10-20-life

if u were in max then that meant u were in total lock down all of the time right? housed with serial killers and kingpins. the worst of the worst?

the highest custody rating we have at my institution is close.. which is one step down from max.
 
Re: strange... really strange....

Savage Kitten said:
i'm assuming this has been awhile ago? florida is getting to be a zero tolerance state on voilent crimes 10-20-life

if u were in max then that meant u were in total lock down all of the time right? housed with serial killers and kingpins. the worst of the worst?

the highest custody rating we have at my institution is close.. which is one step down from max.

Well I like to embellish a little. I was in a Max Security pen but I was in the Med. Wing.

It was soon after I turned 19.
 
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