This sure made me angry

I guess a private prison company has been paying off juvenile judges in exchange for more bodies to occupy their facilities. It's being called The "Kids for Cash" scandal. Read more Here.

It's time for the wayback but not toofarback machine.

While talking with my friend who I mentioned in the last post, he mentioned what his last stay at San Quentin had been like. He spent three months in reception where he was locked up 24 hours a day. Meals were served on the tiers inside the cells because their was no movement on the grounds on account of quarantine for swine flu. Showers were given every other day but that was 100 men scrambling for 8 shower heads, bumping uglies in the allotted 15 minute time limit. That's a lot of cell time in a 5' by 12' space shared with another person.

I think that was one of the hardest parts of prison. Sharing space with some of the craziest people I have ever met. One moment, your in the yard waiting for the guards to assign you your cell and next, your spending more time with a complete stranger than you have spent with anyone over the same stretch of time. The first few days are alright. You get to tell each other your best stories and how you ended up in prison and what you were going to do when you got out.

But what I noticed was that a lot of people have only 8 stories. And when they run out they retell them over and over while you're trying to take your mind away with a good book. It's easy to get on each other's nerves when its 90 degrees with no air flow on the block. After a month with the same person you notice everything. And everything bothers you, even the sound of teeth being brushed. The only things to look forward to was getting out of that cell for small amounts of time like yard or medical appts. or the ultimate; being called to talk to your counselor because that meant you would be out of reception and on your way to where you were going to spend the remainder of your term. Where you would work and have plenty of yard and not have to be stuck with someone for 23 hours a day.

On another note, Mr. Beer from Dope City Free Press suggested I go to a hockey game. That just might be what the Dr. ordered. I used to attend lots of Ranger games, Mets games and concerts. I have to do some of the things that brought me great joy in life. Thanks Beer. Oh and it seems like the Rangers are following what the Jets are doing this season. Starting out so strong and now trying to get out of a tailspin. I hope the cable doesn't shut off all of these free hockey games I've been getting. I've watched almost every Ranger game and can even name their lines although the coach shuffled them up last night to see if that could change their dismal performance lately.

Okay, I'll shut up

Until next time



Oh, This is my favorite blogs right now. It's a political one but funny as hell. Especially the comment section. Check it out it called Balloon Juice

Also I'd like to say hello to an ex blogger who's writing I miss. Hi Lou!

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