Dead Republic

Category: Prison Journal

  • Prison Journal: Introduction

    A friend of mine survived two years in a Nebraska concentration camp for private consensual drug use. He kept a journal of his time there and we are going to collaborate to put it all online here on my blog. We intend to name the villains involved in the false imprisonment, psychological torture, physical abuse (the same abuse would be called rape in any other scenario) of him and others in the camp with him.

    He was there in three different facilities between Oct 2017 and Sept 2019. His journal will describe the depraved humanity of Nebraskans who love and fund these camps. Is he equating these concentration camps with the Nazi camps: no. Certainly the Germans in Nazi German were far more murderous than the people of Nebraska. But something need not be as bad as the worst of its kind to be included where it otherwise meets the criteria. Nebraska cages and tortures human beings based on their identity and private, consensual adult activities that a just society has no cause to prevent or punish.

    Certainly other states in the American Police State run even worse camps than Nebraska. Please do share your experiences and the experiences of people you know in prison in the comment section. Include the names of villains, if you’re comfortable. Perhaps someday if Justice makes a visit to this country, those people can be collected for a just trial that they have not offered to others.

    There are two years of journal entries that will take some time to transcribe. A note about the editing. We agreed that I would type everything as it was originally written (no adding, removing, or correcting grammar or making things less harsh or angry), except the following: the names of anyone who was not there by choice or his friends/family outside have been replaced by initials. Looking forward through his journal, it’s possible that I will not be able to read every word and so I may need to improvise, but I will commit to making a note of it at the time, if necessary. Other intensely personal items may be redacted as well and noted in place.

  • 12 February 2019 – Tuesday

    12 February 2019 – Tuesday

    Had a dentist appointment at 0645 this morning. Left the kitchen at 630, left for D&E, got naked for the Nebraska perverts, and then we were told that the quack-dentist had called in sick. That’s the second time (2/2) the D&E dentist didn’t see us as scheduled. When I first got to D&E, I was supposed to see the dentist and they “ran out of time”. Ravenhorst said “we’ll get you later” and then naturally as a lazy, incompetent Nebraskan, he didn’t.

    The non-working members of the room were bitching that I made too much noise closing my locker door. They, who make plenty of noise while I’m sleeping. Fuck them. the locker is bent and makes more noise than the others. I put in a work order for it.

  • 11 February 2019 – Monday

    11 February 2019 – Monday

    501 down; 229 to go.

    Talked to TH last night – he is going to email that Dillon Miller guy from Aerotek for me. Hopefully that guy responds to TH even though he didn’t respond to me.

    Downtown Abbey was back yesterday – yeah! Watched Victoria last night, too. I love them both. They advertised a version of “Les Misérables” on NET/BBC/PBR for April – a six-part mini-series. I definitely want to catch that.

    When will this Nebraska Hell end!!!!

  • 10 February 2019 – Sunday

    10 February 2019 – Sunday

    500 down; 230 days to go.

    230 days left in this Hell.

    Got into it with Dominque Moody, worthless piece of shit. He walked into the storeroom and walked out with a box of juice despite my telling him he wasn’t allowed in there. I told Jody and she kind-of told him to stay out of there. But the battle had begun.

    Bought some Burger King chicken nuggets from a guy in the unit that smuggled them from an outside job and shared with Dan and Zack.

  • 9 February 2019 – Saturday

    9 February 2019 – Saturday

    499 down, 231 to go.

    Week #71 completed and only 21 scaramuccis to go: 231 days. Kitchen started out unpleasant with Aaron and Moody bitching again about how they ignorantly perceived me as the cause of his (Aaron’s) getting kicked out of the storeroom. Jody heard him making threats or plots and threatened him back.

    The new storeroom helper, DJ, started telling me about a fantasy plot idea that he has been working on in excruciating detail, like combat by combat move. I told him once to tell it at a higher level, but he seemed incapable of summarizing at all. Anyway, he finally caught on that I had lost interest and finished up. I loaned him by PHB.

    Watched the end of a Mr. Rogers documentary on NET, “Won’t you be my Neighbor?” I wish I had watched the whole thing. I was reading “The Federalist #3” (John Jay) and started “Heart of Darkness”. Those were good too, I guess. But I want to read more about Fred Rogers at some point. A piece of the documentary said he was for gay rights or at least toleration and he seems like an actual good person. I love the quote that he repeated of his mother’s: “Look for the helpers when something scary happens. There are always people helping”. I would like to be more like that. The person helping other people; not just when things are scary, but always. Scary and stressful times would be a good place to start, though.

  • 8 February 2019 – Friday

    8 February 2019 – Friday

    498 down; 232 to go.

    Super-ugly morning in Hell’s Kitchen. Aaron was kicked out of the store room and for some reason he was angry and threatening to me. I asked him if he was threatening me and he just shut up. Then Linda pulls me in the chemical closet and asks why/if I was rude to Belinda about her stupid-ass ordering skills. I said that I did not say anything rude to her – nothing any more than the usual funny/sarcastic schtick that I give to everyone freely. She (Linda) said Joe tells everything to Belinda so it could be anything I said in front of him too. That’s ridiculous. Needless to say I have no intention whatsoever of apologizing to that ugly, evil bitch.

    Well, some better news after the break. Joe said that Aaron was kicked out because of some fight he had with Linda, not anything about his stealing. Then after lunch I was called to the case worker’s office and CM Boucher had my 4B class change paperwork to sign. He made some nice conversation about how I was previously booked for CCCO and ended up here. He was aware and agreed that CCCO is better (4 to a room, library, cable TV, etc.) I also asked him about the special exception to the personal pass and he nodded at Wingate, who reluctantly said that it had been approved by the warden. He told me to bring back the denied paperwork and he would approve it. Boucher might be a decent human being. I let mom know that I would be able to visit longer.

    Bunkie Zachary Wanamaker is being sued for $170k for burning down two buildings in some stupid drunken event. His situation reminds me that I need to follow-up on the bankruptcy while I’m still in prison so I can avoid the fees and class-taking requirements.

    Feeling a little better than I have for the last two weeks because the work release paperwork is moving forward and the pass for Sunday, Feb 24 was approved.

  • 7 February 2019 – Thursday

    7 February 2019 – Thursday

    497 down; 233 to go.

    The more I interact with Nebraskans and the more that I watch their local news, the more they nauseate me. What disgusting, hypocritical people. I have come to hate them and their blight upon the world with a passion I haven’t had about anything else to date. They are like roaches scurrying around stupidly, grabbing whatever isn’t nailed down, without principle or focus, destroying the accomplishments of other organisms to parasitically sustain themselves. We need to build a giant roach motel for them.

    Wingate: (1) lied multiple times about being “very close to work release” when he really had no idea or more likely did know, segue to: (2) “lost” my work release application, and (3) ignored the approval that I had for a second personal pass from the case manager.

    My bunkmate, Zack, told me he was here on arson charges. Somehow, he skipped a real prison, which means he got some preferred or platinum level justice. In this fucked-up home of devils, you get worse punishment for private recreational substance use in the privacy of your own home than for real crimes that deprive others of their life, liberty, or property. Scummy Nebraskans.

    Called DP, but that old bastard clicked to decline my call. There was some show today about how hundreds of people die or go blind every year from consuming adulterated alcohol.

    I have a dentist appointment Tuesday the 12th.

  • 6 February 2019 – Wednesday

    6 February 2019 – Wednesday

    496 down; 234 to go.

    Finally a day off from Hell’s Kitchen. Finished “How Democracies Die” last night. Great book. I love the possibilities it presented at the end that our democratic-republic might be saved after Dumpster Fire if we return to the practices of mutual toleration (by partisans) and institutional forbearance that served us well from post-Reconstruction to Nixon. Even thought that period of civility was bought at the expense of racial exclusion and single-party authoritarianism in the South.

    Finished “The Truth Machine” this morning. Also enjoyed enjoyed that book quite a bit. I would be interested to learn more about the technology aspects of distributed ledger technologies and block-chain systems. Not so much as cash-like currencies, but for things like reputation stores for some of the interesting use cases in the book. Wonder if I would enjoy doing development of that sort?

    I’m going to start on “Heart of Darkness” by Joseph Conrad and “The Federalist Papers” by Hamilton, Madison, and Jay now.

    That moronic deviant Wingate denied my second personal pass. It had been an exercise in twisted Nebraska humor that they pretended it was a possibility. I think now that Wingate is the one who has been sabotaging my process. He’s pissed off that he had to displace Burgos on the lower bunk when I got here and that I embarrassed him in front of his inmate-groupies when I corrected him about his dead-wrong story about human chromosomes. He is probably the one who “lost” my work release application all the while telling me “I must be coming up soon” for it. He denied a bunch of my clothing items too (suit, tie, socks, books, bag). He’s going on my Arya’s list (non-physically-violent version). Apparently this was a game of “dumb cop-bad cop” (dumb cop = Donovan). This place is ridiculous. Once again I hope they all burn in Hell.

    Someone in Kearney gave birth to twins and then took off. They said no crime was committed because of Nebraska’s safe haven laws. So why are the police looking for her then? They want to find anything to charge her with and harass her to death or try her in Nebraska’s court of public opinion. They definitely do not want to be forced to care for these children, that they allegedly love so much until the moment they’re born.

  • 5 February 2019 – Tuesday

    5 February 2019 – Tuesday

    495 down, 235 to go.

    Burn in Hell, Nebraskans; most of all, Whore Susan Strong. Joe was really kissing ass of Belinda today. I was embarrassed for him.

    The personal pass to mom and dad’s Holiday Inn was denied. The four-hour pass doesn’t allow home or hotel visits. So I redid the pass request for Golden Coral and Barnes and Noble. Mom and dad will get a kick out of that as they know what I think of Golden Coral, but the prison intelligence service says that it’s the best place for a longer visit. Fuck the obnoxious soulless State of Nebraska.

    I decided to add a new mental health objective: “let some things go”. I came back from canteen all pissed off that several people cut in line or would delay the line while they ordered for other people across the room. I felt like writing a kite to the canteen manager, but I need to just let this one go. It doesn’t make sense to fight so many battles and ultimately there is no winning; in the end, they’ll still be nebraskan.

  • 4 February 2019 – Monday

    4 February 2019 – Monday

    494 down; 236 to go.

    That ugly bitch in the kitchen (Belinda) is really pissing me off. She ordered another huge frozen order and gives ridiculous instructions for how to pack it in the too-small freezer and move those heavy fucking boxes around many times. She takes slave master too seriously.

    Submitted the two personal pass requests for mom & dad’s visit. Hopefully both can be approved; the second one requires special approval since its on the female pass day. Talked to mom briefly because she initially booked a room for her and dad in Omaha instead of Gomorrah (Lincoln).

    Dalton’s last name is Howard. He just got called to the PHO sergeant’s lair.