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Day 58 - 8/19/21 - Thurs.

  • Writer: mainemoviepirate
    mainemoviepirate
  • Oct 16
  • 4 min read
Day 58 brought my first Lockdown. The chaos only confirmed a darker truth: in the Criminal Justice system, nothing is ever what it seems.
Day 58 brought my first Lockdown. The chaos only confirmed a darker truth: in the Criminal Justice system, nothing is ever what it seems.

Journal Entry:

“Lockdown”

Up at 5:30 AM. Pretty decent night sleep. Two days before sixty days in—two months. The Co-Conspirator #2 received a federal prison sentence—the alleged Number Two in the criminal food chain known as the WTR. (Updated Note: WTR stands for the Walmart Theft Ring, a massive criminal enterprise that, according to law enforcement, was one of the largest in Maine. Co-Conspirator #1 was never prosecuted, and Co-Conspirator #2, the top figure, received a total sentence of sixty days—or two months.)


That is the main reason for my push. Even if I am ultimately found guilty after all the appeals, my original sentencing guidelines were zero to six months before all the fabricated enhancements were applied. The Judge might as well have said at sentencing: ‘Maybe some time in jail will convince you to rat on your WTR conspirators.’

Which, for me, was not only difficult to do, but frankly, impossible.

Skipped Breakfast, had HLR drink, took meds. Now journal, Outer Justice, and ??? Went to look up ‘pretextual, arbitrary, and capricious’ in the law library. Did it. There are thousands of entries. Popular legal phrase. So, the other day out at Rec, I asked some of the guys what would happen if they found two dead inmates in the trailer that used to house the gym and pre-COVID was open to us. The general answer was: LOCKDOWN.

I got my answer. Kind of. The rumor mill has it that an inmate had a bad reaction to the COVID vaccine; they said he was found laying in his own blood. I don’t know who yet, but I know his CubiCell. Several new guards came in from the big prison, medics, and eventually an ambulance. While it was all going on, a tall guard the inmates called 6.9 said, ‘All Inmates back to your bunks.’ A few minutes later, he yelled, ‘I’m not going to tell you again! This isn’t a show. I have an entire empty SHU over there, GET BACK TO YOUR BUNKS!’ We did, most of us. I did, anyway. They carried the hurt Inmate out on a stretcher. Twenty minutes later, 6.9 came by each CubiCell, one by one: “Show me your hands, both sides.” Some inmates, he made take off their shirts. Anyway, just documenting for future reference. Just now the case manager said stay in the living quarters, no Rec, no movement. Got another answer. The Inmate was K.J. He hurt his leg about a week ago playing Basketball and has been limping around here all week. I wonder.

Three hundred words are not going to be a problem today. I’ve been shutting myself off from coffee at 3 PM. I think I’ll switch to 5 PM. Still waiting for the verdict on Lunch. I sent my Recon Man, J.K., down to the kitchen to survey the situation. Actually, it was his idea.

I am trying to come up with a good way to start Barbell and which format. I’m toying with first person, but I don’t know. Just finished Walking Distance. So maybe third person and starting from Barbell getting brained with a weight in the gym, or maybe about his dream of his sisters drowning. Hmmm… ‘I Couldn’t Save them.’ Has some possibilities. So, they let us go to Lunch:

LUNCH: Bone-In-Chicken (one in reserve, one eaten), Yams or sweet potato (ate), green beans, bread (reserve), two chocolate chip cookies (Gave Away).

J.K. and I were doing the plasticware, and over the Intercom came: “Back into Lockdown.” So I’m on my bunk, and now they are taking random (?) inmates to CubiCell # ?, right next to where K.J. was found unresponsive. Maybe there is something else besides a medical event going on. The Plot Thickens…

Apparently, they were trying to get to the bottom of..something and/or find an excuse for why an inmate was found in a pool of his own [blood]. K.J. has really looked like sh*t for the last two weeks. Hmmm..

SUPPER: Chicken chunks, wraps, white rice, black beans, creamed corn.

Raining, so opted not to go outside. Went to the TV Room instead to give tonight’s two movies a try: 10 Things I Hate About You & No Country for Old Men. Why not? Something to do to fill the BOP void and work on something I can use for PDFU. (Updated Note: Since at this point, I was able to watch entire movies and do the reviews, I recorded them in the Journal, but I want to separate them here and place them elsewhere on the site: To read these stories/reviews, CLICK HERE: You’re in my Seat.)


Notes for Day 58 (Four Years Later)

Another long entry. It started with my developing thoughts on why I fought the Criminal Copyright case and the ever-entwining ‘other case’: the Walmart Theft Ring. With my very slight brush with ‘Prison Violence’ and almost day-long LOCKDOWN taking up the middle, and the soft launch of ‘You’re in my Seat’, a spin-off of my Prison Journal, at the final. We will talk more about all these subjects in future entries and notes.



 
 
 

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