Drugcheese
Member
I got put in jail for 3 days, just some stupid trespassing bullshit that I ended up beating because, well, I'm white and smart and clearly not a ****up and in the end we all make mistakes.
Sure I was stupid for one night but I didn't deserve to spend one minute in that tiny cement room. Every person I've ever gotten to know has broken the law at some point in their lives. This includes all of the successful people I've ever known, my parents, even the president. We live in a system that punishes those who get caught, and we all like to think of them as "others" but they're us.
If you've ever accidentally been locked in a room with no way to get out, you can understand the incredible frustration you feel, whether you got yourself in there or someone else locked you in. Now imagine that the person who locked you in there represents the viewpoint of the entire country. It's a defeating feeling. At any time, you can do what you want. But not in jail. And that's incredibly important.
The cell was 6' by 10'. I didn't see the sun during the entire time because the windows outside of the cell across the hall were frosted over.
I had a cell mate. He was a big injun in there for not paying court-ordered child-support. The cell had a toilet, sink and the bunk beds. Three walls were cement block and the 4th was bars.
The cell was then connected to a common area with 2 other cells. The common area was equal to the combined size of the 3 cells. The inmates from the 3 cells could hang out in the common area any time of day. It had a phone (collect calls only) and a table with a bench.
There were 5 of us total. One for GTA. We sat around and told all our stories of getting into trouble. Many laughs were had. Worst experience of my life.
Sure I was stupid for one night but I didn't deserve to spend one minute in that tiny cement room. Every person I've ever gotten to know has broken the law at some point in their lives. This includes all of the successful people I've ever known, my parents, even the president. We live in a system that punishes those who get caught, and we all like to think of them as "others" but they're us.
If you've ever accidentally been locked in a room with no way to get out, you can understand the incredible frustration you feel, whether you got yourself in there or someone else locked you in. Now imagine that the person who locked you in there represents the viewpoint of the entire country. It's a defeating feeling. At any time, you can do what you want. But not in jail. And that's incredibly important.
The cell was 6' by 10'. I didn't see the sun during the entire time because the windows outside of the cell across the hall were frosted over.
I had a cell mate. He was a big injun in there for not paying court-ordered child-support. The cell had a toilet, sink and the bunk beds. Three walls were cement block and the 4th was bars.
The cell was then connected to a common area with 2 other cells. The common area was equal to the combined size of the 3 cells. The inmates from the 3 cells could hang out in the common area any time of day. It had a phone (collect calls only) and a table with a bench.
There were 5 of us total. One for GTA. We sat around and told all our stories of getting into trouble. Many laughs were had. Worst experience of my life.
.. Then droped me right into jail... They did that right after they tazed me for fvckin nothin at all..
