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(Originally Posted on August 9, 2016) "Despair is the only cure for illusion.  Without despair we cannot transfer our allegiance to r...

December 31, 2020

Herd Immunity

"'Criminal justice' was a term she found more apt than it was meant to be." - Barbara Neely


Texas has murdered more than 200 people in the last 6 months.  But maybe “murdered”, is too strong.  What do you call it when preventable death occurs due to apathy, or perhaps deliberate indifference?  What word applies when someone knows that leaving their step-child in a hot car can kill them, but leaves them in there anyway?  Prisoners share the same vulnerability as small children because we depend on our guardians for survival.  If they refuse to feed me, I starve.  If they refuse me medicine, I suffer.  If they leave me helplessly exposed to a deadly virus, I … maybe “murder” isn’t too strong after all, and I bet many loved ones of those 200+ deceased victims probably agree.


Would any of those people have died if they were free rather than trapped in a concrete incubator?  Maybe, but at least they would’ve had a sporting chance:  mask-up, social distance, and possibly even self-quarantine… all of which their guardians made impossible.  Like the step-child locked in a hot car, they were helpless and, no one heard their cries - well, someone heard but they’re inmates not children, so who cares?

December 26, 2020

Caged Christmas

"That's the difference between governments and individuals. Governments don't care, individuals do." - Mark Twain 

Christmas descends upon us and regardless of your brand of faith, it’s a day few American citizens can ignore, even the disenfranchised ones in prison.  Inmates generally hate holidays because they’re just one more day without mail.  Mail is big in an atmosphere of systematic dehumanization, it’s a revalidation of humanity, recognition that a prisoner rarely receives, even in the mirror.

Our society has traditionalized the winter holidays as remember, love and be with your family time.  For many inmates it’s more traditional to cry into their arms when the lights go out time.  The inability to feel your wife smile against your chest, or bathe in the sparkles of your kids’ eyes as they unwrap their presents, or even witness a normally grumpy family member catch a bit of Christmas spirit…

Agony.