We could really only tell time by the shift change of the guards. At some point the next day we were each given a moldy bread cheese sandwich. At the end of day two the water to the cells was shut off because the plumbing couldn’t handle the stress of that many bodies needing to flush, so with it the drinking water went as well.
At several points corrections officers came into our cell, “hogtied” us, which means zip tie handcuffing right wrist to left ankle and vice versa, and then slapped or beat our boisterous cellmate, who as a union organizer had a flair for being loud and abrasive. Many incidents that took place in that jail I would have only believed happened in Turkish prison movies, but this was in this century in America, in a major city.
- UNCLE MIKE!!! June 19, 2017
- “My main function is to reduce guilt, to reduce fear, and to encourage people to thumb their nose at authority” June 19, 2017
- 5369 June 15, 2017
- let’s trip this summer June 15, 2017
- I referred to my use of social media as an “addiction” June 13, 2017