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...of night, or another sun rise to shine on all YorkShire life. Would they ever believe the truth of our innocence? No! I'm afraid not. They had already made up their stiff, warped minds. Condemned without a trial, though it was nothing unusual during these times, we went on our merry way to jail.
OUR INITIAL REACTION TO THE PRISON
When the henchmen tortured the prisoners, we could hear the devastating screams emanating from down the narrow corridors. Paths that blanketed the long dungeon halls the guards transversed daily. After being there a few weeks, we had to do... (more)
...flipped truck of her boyfriend. The young lady wishes that I don't use her real name or her boyfriend's real name either. In fact, Jack and Dianne would like me to leave out the location as well. She claims that she has hit 4 out 5 of the criteria since the weekend in question involved sex, jail, money, and blood. The fame is something they wish to avoid. I told them not to worry since nobody reads my blogs too closely anyway. So, without further delay, I tell the story as it was e-mailed to me in the first person as told by Dianne.
"Jack came to my house on a sunny Saturday... (more)
Part 1 of this story was the easy part. It was all about the excitement and introspective adventure that I felt sure awaited me after I volunteered with a friend to stay the night in a brand new jail facility. Though there was little in the way of solitude and quiet contemplation, I certainly did experience a profound awakening of long set aside childhood memories. And this is why this is the hard part. It's easy to briefly touch on the overall experience as a whole. But going deeper into the experience reveals a more traumatic scene.
During our overnight stay at the yet untested facility,... (more)
... name out loud. I had to DEFEND my seven year old self to the courtroom as to why I didn’t do more to stop this ADULT from doing what he did. I had to point out the man, describe what he was wearing, state my address where I was living, all the while thinking that when he was out of here or jail or wherever, he was going to come and find me. Can you imagine what that does to someone?! I know what it did to me.
It showed me that I can face and handle anything. It showed me that I can make the choice to not live a life of feeling sorry for myself and any amount of self pity was ... (more)
...keeping the status quo? Putting people in prisons, has not made a difference in crime other than possibly increasing it, sophisticating it, and running out of room in prisons to house, feed, and medically take care of inmates, who are not changing their behaviors that got them in prison or jail in the first place. So what can be done differently?
Here is what I see... the price of a six pack of cheap beer is about 5 dollars, a good movie is about 10 dollars and only lasts a little over an hour, an eighth of an ounce of marijuana is about 60 dollars, a pound of organic... (more)
I haven’t selected a Douche Bag of the Month this year, although there have been many very deserving candidates. But, this one has been bugging me for so long that I finally had to write about it. You may remember the tiger incident at the San Francisco Zoo last Christmas. Really, who can forget it? It was a huge story nationally and it isn’t going away.
There is no doubt in my mind that the incident was caused when three juvenile delinquents (or maybe just two and a tag along) taunted the tiger and caused the whole affair. Evidence in the civil case will prove this, I am certain. Whatever... (more)
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