Day 111 -10/11/21 - Monday
- mainemoviepirate
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Original Entry:
Up at 7:30, very little sleep. Sent MyT an email and edited version of the UCLU one to Lisa Legal. Columbus Day, wahoo! Like an extra week-end day here.Â
BREAKFAST: Skipped.
LUNCH: CK Wings, first time for me and J.K, who has been here 9 months, said first time he’s seen Wings on the menu. Celery (Pass), Baked Beans (ate some). Sherbert (ate some) Hard Roll (Reserve)
Laid down for a bit, now in the Library trying to write. Worked on WD type-up. ‘E’’s waxing the floor now, he seems to enjoy blocking off the email to the other inmates. I wonder if any get pissed.Â
SUPPER: Breakfast for Supper: Greenish S. Eggs, potato wedges, pancakes, Maple Syrup. It was ok.
You’re in my Seat: Star Trek: Into Darkness.
Four Years Later (Retrospective)
It was a mild day for a federal holiday. Looking back, two things stand out: the rare luxury of a "Holiday Meal" and the strange, small power dynamics of the camp.
The menu featured chicken wings—the first time J.K. and I had seen them in nine months. It’s funny the things you miss. Before I went in, I spent my time reviewing local spots and taking food photos. In prison, I was desperate to keep that "reviewer" spirit alive, but I was stuck. Taking a photo meant risking an expensive, illegal cell phone or paying a camp photographer to sneak a shot past the guards. Both were too risky. Now, four years later, I’m finally "completing" the review by using AI to generate what the guards wouldn't let me capture.
The other highlight was "E" closing down the computer room and law library to wax the floors. He definitely had a power trip going—he loved kicking people out and blocking off the room for a few hours just because he could. But in the strange ecosystem of prison, real friends are everything. He knew I was busting my ass on my legal work, so he’d let me stay behind the tape while he worked. Having an ally in the library was just like life on the outside; you realize quickly that the system is rigid, but the people can be flexible if you treat them right.
I was in there typing up my WD (Withdrawal) work, blissfully unaware that I was laying the groundwork for what would eventually become the FOIA Factory. I filed a mountain of them once I learned how to navigate the system, and that's where the real mileage began.
