by Ian | Jun 14, 2012 |
Subject: My Supporters Make Me Smile
Yeah, it’s 80 degrees and sunny, not a cloud in the sky this Memorial Day. Yeah, I would like to be outside, soaking in the majestic glory of life on Earth. I’m having some trouble getting to that place of ecstasy while I sit here in this cage, alone, surrounded by heavy clanging doors, fluorescent lighting, and blank concrete walls.
But then I remember to count my blessings, not least of which are my loving and caring supporters (more…)
by Ian | Jun 14, 2012 |
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May 28 2012
Day 22
Subject: Memorial Day in Jail, What I Am Thankful For
“It is vital that young people, the guardians of our future, develop a strong awareness of the futility of violence and war. They can learn from the examples of Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King, Jr. that non-violence is the best way to ensure peace in the long term. Because the 20th century was a century of violence, let us make the 21st a century of dialogue.” -Dalai Lama
As I sit in my jail, cell, locked up in a cage built for a human, I am listening to the radio and am bombarded by voices telling me to “take time to thank a veteran for the freedom I have”. (more…)
by Ian | Jun 14, 2012 |
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May 28 2012
Day 22
Subject: Window Pain
There are two windows in my cell. One is three feet long and five inches wide, and it is on the door, looking out at the rest of cell block R. The other is four feet tall and one and a half feet wide, is divided by two large metal bars, and it faces a red brick wall about ten feet away. If you get close to it and look straight up, you can see a few inches of sky and watch the clouds pass overhead. Look left, look right, nothing but brick wall. (more…)
by Ian | Jun 14, 2012 |
Subject: I Get To See My Friends
Wow. You think you know a person. So I’m reading in my room when I hear my door open. I look up, and it’s the Tough Guy off the block, Mr. Jersey Shore. Always working out, calling people “bad”, and once threatened Beau.
“Ey, Bud,” he says as I turn from my book, “They’re out there waving to you. They’re all out there.”
“Really?”
“Yeah!” He gestures with his head for me to follow him. “Come take a look.” (more…)
by Ian | Jun 14, 2012 |
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May 27 2012
Day 21
Subject: When I Spilled 16 Trays
Today I was a cart runner with Beau. As normal. Breakfast, we delivered eggs, cheese, and bagels. At lunch, we delivered mixed vegetables, garlic bread, “american chop-suey” and strawberry rice crispy treats. All made with love, to be sure.
While delivering trays and turning the cart into the doorway of D-Pool, I misguided the momentum needed to slide the cart smoothly into the doorway while I directed it. While turning, it slammed into the jam of the door, causing a mountain of vegetables and chop-suey to rain down upon me (more…)
Subject: My Supporters Make Me Smile
