In the first 48 hours I was chained, put in a dark paddy wagon, thrown into a filthy cell on B yard, accosted by three closed custody inmates armed with spray bottles of disinfectant, had a blanket stolen, asked for help from guards who just watched, gassed by smoke from the vent, went to C yard where I was, hit, spat at, cussed at, chair thrown at me, had cigarette smoke blown in my face and was so terrified I threw up. What did a 70-year-old lady with no tickets do to deserve that?
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Is this Russia or the USA? Scary stuff!! this My heart goes out to the one who suffered through this, and I’m saddened at the other inmates that enjoyed hurting a fellow inmate, distraught at the guards standing by watching the cruelty of what had to be endured. Is not this a place supposed to be encouraging inmates to get through their punishment with a broader sense of what they need to do to become
successful members of society? Lesson learned here? Your guess is as good as mine, but it is heart wrenching.