PRISON, is not what you think it is.....
Prison is definably not what you, the general public thinks
it is, nor is it what I thought it would be.
It is confusing as "Hell" to say the least. I am currently
doing twenty four years. Every waking moment is like walking on egg shells
while trying to better myself. Believe
me when I tell you there is no rehabilitation in prison. This is nothing more than a warehouse for
troubled souls.
I spent most of my life growing up on a farm where we
treated our animals better than I am being treated.....
The system, nor the inmates will allow a person to
change. I know. As I have changed, I am no longer the person
on drugs and alcohol who did not care about anything.
I made a conscious decision to be a better person, an
honest, respectful, caring human being which in this setting is constantly
being suppressed. The system thinks a
prisoner claiming to be changed (rehabilitated) is a con, a sham. Therefore, I have been permanently labeled,
and because of that permanent label "bad guy con" I am denied,
denied, denied every and anything I request. That is the systems perspective.
The inmates consider change, kindness, and caring a weakness
and will prey upon said weakness (meaning myself) and will come at (me) in any
way they can.
Therefore, a person wanting to change in prison, is
basically forced by both sides to be a "bad guy." (Illiterate
prisoner inmate terminology for someone trying to be a decent person.)
If you refuse to do drugs, alcohol, or fighting inside these
walls you are ostracized, picked on, beat up, shoved around.
I have lived inside these walls for eleven of the twenty
years I was sentenced to. I can find no positive way to live in here. I have made my decision not to use drugs or
be violent in any way anymore. Yet inside these walls the system punishes for
doing good. This is a no-win situation.
I hide in my cell as much as possible, so I am not forced to
deal with all the negative attitudes and drama.
Most of the men in here have not been nor are taught manners, respect,
understanding, compassion, or empathy. They are angry people and want everyone
around them to be miserable also. Having
to hide in a cell is not only a miserable existence, but it makes me turn into
an anti-social person who doesn't like people because of what I am surrounded
by.
Honestly, I would not want most of these inmates released to
my neighborhood. I listen to their
conversations and see their attitudes.
All negative and violent. Robbing
people, raping women, drugs and booze talk.
These are supposed to be grown men, yet they jump around like children
shooting each other with their fingers as gun props. All this is, is a warehouse for grown up
little kids. Long legged men, (boys) who
have not been taught how to deal with emotions so they react negatively with
fighting, steeling and knocking others down anyway they can.
From listening to these angry men for so many years, I think
I understand them some. I went through
"the change" and learned to humble myself. They have not done that yet. To them humbling is weakness.
A person has two choices in here. One is to admit they are a piece of shit
(that they have burned most of their bridges,) then find a way to rebuild their
lives and regain honor and make their word worth something again. If your word
is worthless, so are you.
Most of the men inside chose choice #2. They lie by telling magnified stories about
themselves. They brag about drugs, women
and robbing which gains them attention from other inmates who will listen. Unfortunately,
these actions give them their old drug "rushes" as well as they feel
important. With each new story being
glorified more they climb higher on the prison inmate hierarchy ladder of lies
and hate. Those are the leaders who lead
the lessors and pick on the inmates trying to better themselves. The liars win in here.
The old saying, "Misery loves company," rings true
inside the walls!! Prison is an
"all boys soap opera!" They do
not understand the basic fact that their own actions have put them in this
situation! It is all too easy for them
to blame the government, or a jailhouse snitch for their misfortune as they are
totally unable to take responsibility for their own actions.
These men have barely heard the word KARMA nor do they
understand it. To highlight this, not long ago, an inmate I know was let out of
S.H.U. (Special Housing Unit, a prison inside a prison for those who break the
rules) He said to me, "I wouldn't have gone to SHU and got in trouble if
++++++ hadn't told on me." I
responded with, "Are you serious?"
He looked at me blankly and said, "Well yeah." I told him the other guy didn't tell on him,
he told on himself. He said a few
blankity blank words to me and I nervously responded by telling him with
controlled strength that HE WAS CONFUSED!
His response to that was, "Huh?" This ignorance is what I live with twenty-four
hours a day. I read book after book to
learn and try to keep a part of myself on the outside and sane among the
insane.
Stay well, Clutch Cargoe
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