How can I hope for a change when no one else notices anything wrong with their conditions? I cannot try to bring upon a social revolution nor an economic change if everyone’s content with where they stand. How could I succeed?
It pains me that when I speak upon my dream and vision for revolution no one else (out of the other 20 people I am around in the hole) agrees with my thoughts. Continue reading →
Kropotkin wrote a lot on the wrongs of prisons. These two paragraphs hit the nail on the head for me. Sadly I feel these effects.
The theory of will power
“There is another important cause of demoralization in prisons. All transgressions of accepted moral standards may be ascribed to lack of a strong will. the majority of inmates of prisons are people who did not have sufficient strength to resist the temptations surrounding them or to control a passion which momentarily carried them away. In prisons as in monasteries, everything is done to kill a man’s will. Continue reading →
the following letter was postmarked three times: Sept 9, Sept. 23, and one other time (illegible).
What’s been up? I hope you’re doing good. I’m very motivated by your perspective and outlook. I’m very thankful to you and all those involved, each one of you who don’t just show concern but carry the burden. Thank you for placing yourselves in our shoes. As I read over your letters I see so much but I don’t know where to start. Continue reading →
How ya doing? Thanks for the visit the other day. It truly helps to be able to vent to someone you know is concerned, unlike my lawyer who talks using the words ‘we’ when talking about the state and their offers! And I say, ‘what do you mean “we”‘? And she has nothing to say! She’s literally working for the prosecution! That plea (offer) is killing me. What if that’s what God wants me to do? Continue reading →
First I wanna start by saying I’m sorry I haven’t been responding to letters, they’re greatly appreciated and probably the most supportive feedback I’ve got since I’ve been locked up, and I just got to say thanks, it means a lot being in my situation. Now, regarding your letter, I bet my good friend S. V. told you I was a cornerstone or key part to the inside resistance. I wouldn’t go as far as to say that. I’m a bouncer for bars and night clubs out there in the world. I’ve been doing that since I was about 15 years old, so I’ve got a chance to meet and get to know a lot of people. Maybe that’s why S– feel I’m important to the struggle. Hey, maybe I am and just don’t realize it. Continue reading →
How are you doing? I just going to say this, jail isn’t for me! I HATE IT! I don’t want to be here anymore, I want to go home with my family. I love them soooooooo much! I hate being away from them. I hate knowing that they have to visit me in jail. I was supposed to be bonded out last week, but I guess it was either me or the bills. It looks like the bills won. 😦 OK, jail is crappy, 100%, the police will lock anyone up over anything (truth or lie), they don’t care to me and the world, hahaha, to be honest, the world is at its limit (if you know what I mean), Continue reading →
I’ve been meaning to write you since I received your letter dated 3-8-14.
Man, it’s so much discrimination against white inmates going on in this jail you wouldn’t believe.
Speaking for myself these or a few things I’ve had to deal with and some of the same officers were involved that was mentioned in your issue of feedback vol 4 Feb 2014.
I was working in the kitchen on 2-15-14. When my shift was over we were being brought back to the pod by Officer Williams, who is black.
Well I was busting down dirty trays to be washed. We had jelly packs that morning, well some of the trays came back with jelly on them. So I stuck 4 or 5 in my pocket to bring back to the pd, wasn’t trying to hide them. When it came my turn to get patted down, Officer Williams ask me what was in my pocket. As he was doing this Sgt. Jones walked by and seen and heard what was going on. He Sgt. Jones stated he through, he’s through, meaning I wouldn’t be working in kitchen no more. During this same search, officer Williams caught two black inmates one with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Which he took from inmate. Another black inmate brought a cup of coffee out. Which Officer Williams let him bring back to the pod. I was fired from the kitchen and Sgt Jones had me locked in my cell for 7 or 8 hours. Guess what happened to the black inmates? NOTHING. I wrote a grievance on this. It took the grievance officer over 30 days to answer my grievance. And you know what the response was. I’ll be to talk with you when I get time. That’s been over 2 weeks and I still haven’t talked to her or him. Another thing happen that I filed in the same grievance was I was working in the laundry minding my own business and Sgt. Mims calls me in the office and asks me where white people come from. And I told him Asia or something. He then stated to my boss man Officer Ham that white people don’t know where they come from. So Officer Ham asks Sgt. Mims, ‘Well, where do white people come from?’ He, Sgt. Mims stated ‘an evil place.’ Ain’t that something?
Always a pleasure to hear from you and to know that we still have people helping and continuing with the struggle. But as far as the rec-time, it still remains the same…But they use certain situations in here that happen with these guys in these gangs so they can do certain things to justify why they react the way they do. I know that’s not an excuse but it’s the only excuse they need when you have six guys jumping on one inmate here and hospitalize that inmate. And when you try and talk to these young guys, it seems like talking to a brick wall, or goes in one ear and out the other, Continue reading →
How are you, I have been trying to get these brothers to write you, but it’s hopeless, they don’t care what these people do to them. In here, they will work like a slave, and talk about guns, drugs and call black women bitches. They call themselves niggers all day and night, there’s no hope for this generation of black males. We have to work at the babies and small kids for change. Continue reading →