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"Prisons don't rehabilitate, they don't punish, they don't protect, so what the hell do they do?" ~Governor Jerry Brown

CBS did a story on the origins of isis a few years ago, traced it back to an American run prison in Burka where the original leader met his lieutenants.  All that power vacuum needed was our penal philosophy and the rest, as they say, is current events.

I drop the soap all the time, never fear to pick it up. There just aren't the many predatory homosexuals, and then there's that regular ratio of regular homosexuals with which they regale themselves.  Really my rectum is safer incarcerated than running about town.  Not that it doesn't happen.  I'm not much of a criminal or a junkie, but I am a homeless vet from time to time, so from time to time I get arrested.  Longest stint was 18 months I spent in Alaska's before a jury nullified.  There were 3 predatory homosexuals in the Alaskan system back then.  I was in the same mod with 'Ice Man' once.  He was known for offering unsuspecting young men a spoon full of peanut butter, you can't scream with a mouth full of peanut butter, then he would beat them down and rape them before tattooing a pineapple on their face.

A f*****g pineapple. 
My first day in Goose Creek correctional facility a buddy of mine pointed him out.

'that's him
Who?
       'Ice man'
There?
      'yeah'
Damn.
      'no worries, he's short timin now, I'll introduce ya'

     Sounds terrifying but the rumor mill is so accurate and up to date that jail is a place where you will know every dirty thing that the 10 to 20'000 people around you are into, what they've done, why they're here, who they hang out with, what their hustle is, and especially who they're having sex with how.  Imagine your trepidation if you could say the same about your neighborhood?  Ya see Governor Brown, to answer your question, prisons affiliate.
     It seems odd to me, but when someone is detained they repay their debt to society by feeding at 5, 11, and 4:30.   Basketball, handball, lounging, and conditioning activities are made available outdoors.  Society is due 1000s of card games, ping pong, pool and chess tournaments.  It would like to instill frequent gambling, reading, and a thorough familiarization with basic cable television programming while detainees correspond via snail-mail and have their phone calls 'may be' monitored.  All of this and more surrounded by culprits from  your local area with whom you'll likely discover you've much in common durring coffee, candy bars and feasts purchased off the commissary menu while you get to know and pledge allegiance to one another.  In short, prisoners hangout.
     I'm reminded again of a quote from a popular fictional villain, "any sane society would kill me or put me to some use."~Dr. Lector
     Don't get me wrong, It's an annoying place to hangout.  Ya gotta find enough sugar and heat to get the yeast from the muffins to ferment fast enough for a reasonable chance at catching a buzz before the next shakedown.  You're crowded by the same guys all day, every day and some of them weren't the most amiable fellows to begin with, fights are inevitable. 
    I got in a fight with a guard once.  he started it, on camera no less.  He's one of those low brow penis complexes who enjoy bulling people.  He didn't enjoy working out however which is weird for a guy who likes to pick fights with random inmates.  I won the fight, even used his radio to call for the react team myself which put the warden in a bit of a conundrum.  I mean he certainly didn't wanna fire one of his boys over something like repeated violent incidences, and he couldn't file new charges on me that would take the matter to court.  6 months later when I finally found and filled out the right paperwork to take the matter outta house he wrote me a letter '...and all record of this incident shall be removed from.. ".  Then they moved me from max max back to monster mod.  I had a great time in max max seg by the way, for a poet it was like having a studio apartment and a butler.  Got to wear the full hand and leg restraints anytime I went anywhere, followed by two guards as if I was notorious, chains jangling like the ghost of Christmas past. 
     I mention the incident as an example of how the judicial systems department of corrections doesn't even kid itself about having anything to do with justice or corrections, it provides housing. And like all landlords, it just doesn't want any problems.  As few interruptions as possible in the steady harvest of greenbacks which intern provides their housing and that's it.  98% of guards 'just don't want no f'n problems.'
     That's my theory on why chain gangs went outta fashion, caused problems.  Harder faster time actually repaying society in some way probably pleases passing voterists, but it's always cheaper and safer to hire some guy to do a job then it would be to hire a couple people to guard a few people who might hide things in their rectum while they halfheartedly do whatever medial task took them longer to arrive at and return from than to actually do.  Make your point or pull the trigger I'd say.  Why these sentences in these sentence facilities?  What's affiliating millions of culprits really doing? 
     Anyway, my case is pretty weak and the DA is swamped as is so I think he'll come around to a time served misdemeanor deal when I see him again next month.  Should be back on the street soon enough which is good cause I made plenty of contacts during this stint.  Cephus broke down the mission scene for me, and D-Jay said I could come over and crash on his couch.  Drew works at a bar downtown and we're gonna jam when I get out, Bobby, Righteous, and Boo all say they got the fire 'Reggie' hook up, so gonna hold on to those numbers, Dillon's Walmart boosting move actually sounds pretty promising and Ol' Washington says he could use a white n***a for his crew, so I'm excited.  hope that clears things up for ya Gov, stitches for snitches n' much love for da homies n' s**t, 50 cent go hard than the mother lover.
praise Jesus yo yo.