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Wait!" I said, catching him by surprise. "Don't throw that away yet. What can we use it for?" He picked it up and examined it. Ad Seg (the Hole) deprives us of many basic tools; things we take for granted on a daily basis are noticeably absent in here. So, we adjust and make do. According to the law, prison is the just consequence for certain crimes. The court metes out the punishment; the prison's job is to keep the criminal away from society and rehabilitate him. It is not...
The heat was unbearable. My body didn't want to peel itself off the bunk. I tried to convince myself that maybe today I could take a break and just veg out . . . until I saw him. He was all alone, and scurried frantically about. He moved left. Then right. Forward. Then left and right again. I was intrigued, and soon found myself mesmerized by his movements. His rhythmic walk invited me to join him. I have lots of time on my hands, as I wait in Ad Seg (the hole) for my...
It happened twice, two days in a row. Both times I was forgotten. Time moved, but I didn't. I was left alone, cuffed, in a stand-up-only cage. I love business. I truly enjoy the art of growing a business and pivoting to keep up with demands and market trends. Business comes easily to me. I am intrigued by the working parts, especially sales and P.R. (Public Relations.) All businesses are based on sales, and to sell itself, a business needs P.R. The image of the business is...
No warning is given. The instant brightness burns through my eyelids. I only have two options: open my eyes to the light, or cover up and try to avoid it. Here in Ad Seg (the Hole) I have control over little. Although I can flush my toilet when I use it, the system limits me to only two flushes every thirty minutes. I'm allowed to shave when I shower; however, I only receive three showers every seven days. And although I have a light switch, the wizards behind the steel...
It was pitch dark. The heat radiating from the walls of the cell wouldn't leave me alone. Sweat dripped off my hairy body. The night moved slowly-as slowly as the walls cooled. Being in the Administrative Segregation Unit (The Hole), life moves at a snail's pace. There is little to do physically and even less when it's burning hot. Time seems to slow to a stop. A 24-hour day feels like a week; a week is a month and a month is eternity. During the day the noise from steel...
I don't like doing it, but I have to. In the end, the mess is more trouble than I like. But the fact remains that if I don't pretend to be a bird, I'll be way too stinky. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays Ad Seg (the Hole) gives us the opportunity to shower. The high-pressure cold water really does help, along with the soap and shampoo that lather under the steady stream of H2O. But it's what we do the other four days that is more important. We call them "birdbaths." I...
"Two For the Price of One" is always an attention-grabbing offer. It's hard to ignore getting seconds free, just because you wanted firsts. "Two-for-One" works well for retail, but not for reflections in a mirror. Here in prison, I get an opportunity to look in a mirror only when I receive a shower. The shower has four slim windows so the officers can look in, for security reasons, and on the outside of one of those windows is a 6"x6" acrylic mirror. The convenient mirror is t...
