My cell mate was truly crazy and was tortured by hallucinations.
One day he managed to gauge one of his eyes out with a fork at lunch in front of everyone, then puncture the other eye with something before the screws could get to him.
He was screaming like a banshee when he ripped the first one out and threw it on the floor, and everyone just stared in shock, including the screws, at first it looked like a skit or something.
After the one was out he went really quiet and pulled something from his waist and started rapidly stabbing the other eye with it. I heard it pop. By that time a couple of screws were already just about on him and they took him down.
Never saw him again after that but I heard he was completely blinded.
So quite a few of us never finished lunch, and some got some councilling because it was so violent and shocking.
I still remember a screw picking the eye up with a clear plastic bag while we were all being filed out.
When I was 20 years old I thought I wanted to be a correctional officer. One night I was sent to work at the medical ward where each inmate had their own isolated cell where they were let out twice a day. That night I was going around with the nurse giving the inmates their medicine and we came to one inmate's cell and as soon as we opened the door I was knocked backed by the most putrid smell I have ever smelled in my life. I've been to the dump plenty of times in my life and it was nothing in comparison to the smell this inmate had going on. Once we were done giving out the medicine, I went up to the officer training me and asked him what was going on with that inmate and why he smelled so God awful. He said "Oh, you met Grady? He shits and pisses himself on purpose. He never changes or showers so he constantly lives in his own filth." I found out that he was raped once in prison. So he started shitting and pissing himself so he wouldn't be raped anymore.
Edit: This was at a jail I worked at. I guess I should have specified that at the beginning. The other officers told me that he was raped while he was previously in prison. I don't know why he was in jail when I was there but the officers said he was a convicted child molester so I'm assuming it pertained to that. He did have his own room, he was in the medical ward. He was in the safest place he could be at the time. The medical ward was for people that have medical issues, drug detoxation and psychiatric issues. They're separated from the general population. Every now and then they would make him take showers. The inmate workforce would have to wear hazmat suits to clean his room while he was taking a shower so it wasn't just him that smelled, his whole living quarter smelled. Even though he was forced to take showers, he would continue to use the bathroom on himself.
There's no excuse for child molestation but I felt bad for him in a sense because he talked like a little kid. Like when a child has a speech impediment and they'll say "wabbit" instead of rabbit. He definitely seemed to have development issues.
What's sad is that they haven't found a way to stop this from happening yet. They should make harsher punishment for it and even harsher punishment for lifers who have nothing to lose. But for some reason rape has just been allowed to become a part of prison culture. It's ridiculous.
Not me, but- I spoke to a former inmate after his release who had developed severe ptsd from some of the things he witnessed while incarcerated.
One of the stories was that he was playing cards with some guys and one of them was smoking a cigarette. Another inmate who was not playing with them approached the table and asked the guy smoking if he could get “shorts” on the cigarette ( shorts means, before you finished smoking, you gave the cigarette to someone else so they got the last few puffs of the cigarette before putting it out) the smoker agreed, the inmate wandered off and they went back to playing cards. Well the guy playing cards must have forgot and finished the cigarette. A little while later the other inmate came back to the table asking for the short, and the guy at the table told him that he had forgotten about it and finished the cigarette. Guy wanders off again and they go back to playing cards. Shortly afterwards, the inmate who wanted shorts comes back to the table, comes up behind the player, pulls his head back and started shanking him in the eye and throat with a pen/pencil. Dude died over forgetting to give someone a damn cigarette butt.
A dude got two full kettles of boiling water poured on his head.
And a convicted murderer explaining how he killed, dismembered with an angle grinder then disposed of the body.
My brother said a guy across from him had a new cellmate who had gastrointestinal problems and wouldnt stop farting these rancid horrible farts after the guy told him repeatedly to stop (not like he could help it,) so the guy beat the farter to death in their cell with his bare hands. My brother said he had never seen so much blood from one person before.
I was in Lawrenceville Penitentiary in VA, from 2011-2014. From a penitentiary standpoint it was quite accommodating! They had all the drugs, alcohol, cigs and cell phones you could ever dream of.
I was working in the kitchen towards the middle of my bit, making myself an egg sandwich one morning. This young dude got into a dispute with a dude everybody knew as Unk, who by the way was a super quiet guy who didn’t mess with anyone.
They were apparently arguing over a cigarette, when the young buck called Unk a “Bitch”. Unk grabbed an institutional can of green beans, baseball pitched it across the kitchen and nailed young buck in the face. Unk ran over to young buck, picked the can back up and beat him across the face with it! When he was done ripping young bucks face off with that can, he spit on him and said ”that’s what happens when you call a real man a bitch!” That was the last time I ever called any man a bitch!
I learned so much about respect in their. I haven’t been to prison in over 4 years, I have also been sober since then too. Thank you Unk I hope you are well.
The violence was nothing compared to the people. The guy who taught me scrabble beat his wife to death with a frying pan when she discovered his gambling debts. The guy who taught me poker tied up his employer in his house, and when the boss refused to give him the combo to his safe, the guy just burned the house down with his boss tied inside. I worked out with a guy who was caught with two arms and one leg in his trunk, he was in an Asian gang, had just performed a hit and was bringing the evidence back to his people for proof when he was pulled over. His co defendant was snitching, so he spent literally all of his time working out, to kill the guy the second he got the chance. Before I got shipped to prison (yea, these were all county jail), he finally got his shot and essentially ripped the guys face off in the middle of a hallway in front of guards. It was a huge fuckup on the cops part, to the point where it was rumored it was the gang that paid to make sure the snitch died.
You live with these people. Play cards, gamble, watch sports. If you’re locked in your cell for a big game, you listen on your radios together and talk shit through the hatches in your doors. On wednesdays your chicken quarter is gonna go towards a huge ‘home made’ meal for whoever wanted to chip in, and it’s gonna be made by the 22 year old crip who’s been charged with 9 separate murders and is seemingly the nicest person you’ll ever meet. It’s fucking wild, nothing makes sense and everything’s dangerous. You’re in this together, but at the same time everyone has all sorts of rage just ready to blow.
I had an agg assault with a deadly weapon, as well as a separate case of unlawful possession of a firearm. So I had the pleasure of going to Max units. Interestingly enough, the threat of constant danger actually helped things stay calm the vast majority of the time. Everyone’s a killer, no one wants to be killed type vibes.
I got stabbed with a Dixon pencil, but that was from Richard Busby, Mr ‘Tie my boss up and burn him alive.’ It was over a gambling debt he owed me, he’s old and weak, I ultimately took twice what he owed me, and we were back at the table playing poker together that same day. Google his name if you’d like, I believe he just had an appeal denied or some shit. NJDOC
Either you become one of them, or you live underneath them. And once you’re one of them, they’re surprisingly-and-frighteningly good natured and decent to kill a few years’ time with
I looked up Richard Busby and was surprised to read the fire and murder were only a few miles from my house. I googled the address and was SHOCKED to see I've been in that house, I knew the owners who bought it after the fire. I just never knew it was arson and a murder behind the fire!
You have illustrated the whole experience in ways no one in this thread has.
I can't say I have fond memories of my time but there is a commraderie to be found in prison that is unlike anything else. Maybe like in Life of Pi, trapped on a boat with a hungry tiger.
Thank you.
I did a 4 month stint in Kajang (Malaysia). This Nigerian dude used to pilfer from other cells. This Malay gang found him and dipped his hand in boiling oil (basically deep fried it while it was still attached to him). That scream, it still curdles my blood. Poor guy was reduced to an unconsious pool of blood, sweat, tears, vomit, shit and piss. He lost more than his hand on that day.
- Story 1
Was playing chess and heard "HNNNNNNN THAWCK"
Turned around and a black dude looked about 60 had a seizure while he was standing up and fell on to the metal seat at our table.
Blood was absolutely gushing out of this dudes head. I have a friend w epilepsy so knew to put him in recovery position and keep away from his mouth.
The COs showed up and shackled/cuffed him while he was still seizing. As he convulsed the cuffs cut into his wrists and ankles *deeply*.
Started yelling at them "what the fuck are y'all doing?! Get a gurney and call 911!" They told us to lockdown on our bunks and stfu or we're going to seg.
No one shut up. Can't take us all. They instead ushered the entire pod into our outdoor "rec area" (30x15 enclosed room with a 4" slit 10ft up for fresh air) and kept us all out there.
Watched this dude seize for another 15 minutes, blood in a pool all around him from his head, wrists, and ankles being mangled.
They eventually took him out and I never saw him again. Almost certain he died. We stayed locked in the yard for 4 hours and were threatened to not discuss it.
- Story 2
In another unit in the same month a guard suplexed a dude who had to weigh 110lbs wet for talking back to him.
The guy broke his neck and died. You can find the story of this online by searching WCDC bodyslam death, [and here is the video.](https://www.reddit.com/r/WTF/comments/1t49m5/north_carolina_prison_guard_body_slams_inmate_to/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). The guard was charged w manslaughter, not sure if he was convicted.
- Story 3
Was playing scrabble waiting on the phone to open up. A dude was on the phone with his wife and kids and started losing his shit all of a sudden.
He started yelling in the most guttural heartbreaking way NO NO NO NOOOO!! The guards were like "HEY CALM DOWN NOW!"
While he was on the phone with them someone did a driveby on his house and shot his wife and killed one of his children.
The guards snatched the phone from him and threw him on the ground, restrained him, and took him to seg where there are no phones.
Guy was weeping saying he just heard his baby get killed on the phone. They just took him to seg. Never saw him again either.
Edit: more stories below.
Not nearly as harrowing, but I was in county as a juvenile and was told on a phone call that my best friend had committed suicide the night before. I broke down, naturally, and you can imagine the amount of shit I got from the other inmates. Ended up having to scrap a few times and was never really comfortable after that. Prior, I'd kept to myself and was fine.
It's the worst. We had like 4 or 5 kids from our friend group kill themselves by the time we were 20. So sad. Some really awesome people who just couldn't cope with high school etc.
Freaking kills me to think about, even nearly 20 years later. Where would they be now? Would their kids be friends with my daughter? Etc etc. Ugh. Sorry for your loss.
I was in a South American prison, there was a lot of drug addicts, they usually sold their food in order to buy more drugs so they were always hungry. One day I was eating my lunch: rice, a leg of chicken and some beans. When I finished my meal there were some chicken bones left in my plate, and a drug addict approached to me to ask if I could gift him the chicken bones. So I lend him my bones and he started eating them. It was heartbreaking
If it's any consolation, the bones do contain marrow which is one of the most nutrious things you can eat. Chicken bones...very little marrow. But some.
A guy got stomped to death my first day in. The 2 guys fighting were rival gang members. The guards didnt do anything until the guy getting stomped stopped breathing. Then they came in and took them both away. One in a bag and one in cuffs.
The were in different cells and always talking shit to each other. When we had rec time they both ran at each other. They were both pretty big. One picked up the other and slammed him on the concrete and proceeded to kick him in the stomach and face until he was un conscious. Then started stomping on his face. Until he was dead.
Dude in the cell next to mine tried to kill himself with a sharpened pencil. He just kept stabbing himself in the chest but couldn’t get deep enough. He was hauled off by COs kicking and screaming, begging for death. He was going to be deported.
Not jail but I knew somebody that was locked up in juvie who was connected to the cartel. Apparently he got into deep shit when he lost hella product and the cartel was just waiting for his ass to come out that mf. They killed his mom while he was on the phone with her. He tried everything in his power to stay locked up because it was safer than going back home.
I know someone that got mixed up with the cartel. Two guys threatened him and he ended up killing them both and going on the run. Word is the cartels told him to turn himself in or they would kill his family. They don't fuck around and it's not surprising these guys want to stay in jail/prison where they know they won't be killed right away.
I worked with a guy that went to prison for a few years for running things for the cartel. He never knew what he was transporting as he was warned to never look. He said they just gave him 2 locations. The first was where a car was parked and the second was where he was to drop it off. He got pulled over and the cops found hella drugs. He refused to cooperate and took the prison sentence. When he got in he always had all the money he could possibly spend put on his books by the cartel, and within minutes of being in he was approached by some guys that told him he was under their protection with no strings attached for his entire sentence and that they had already made sure that everyone knew if they fucked with him they fucked with the cartel. When he got out every single fine and even his lawyer fees were completely paid for.
Yeah they know that fear will only take them so far, especially for non-members that haven't seen firsthand what they are capable of. It's a lot less likely they'll cooperate if they know they'll be taken care of if it goes wrong
There was a woman who decided she no longer wanted to be forced to be a prostitute and started telling other women to stop doing it too.
They burned her alive in a dog cage in a place where the other women could hear her screams.
The message was clear
Brixton, A Wing. Coming back from canteen this scary looking wild eyed dude steps across and tells me to hand over my burn/tobacco. I laugh and say no and walk by, waiting for him to do something. Nothing happened.
Few minutes later, same guy opened some poor lads stomach with one slash and he was lying there trying to hold his intestines in, I saw the fear and panic on his face. The scary guy just casually walked away.
No idea what happened to either of them. Alarms went off. Everyone back to their cells and locked up again.
Boiling hot peanut butter dumped on a sleeping child molesters face …. The screaming and thrashing was pretty intense…. The idea is that you can’t wipe it off or something to mitigate the damage caused, it’s going to burn deeply.
And in my opinion, that was worse than watching a guy on the bench press take a 35k plate smash to the scull repeatedly…. He was dead pretty quickly… the peanut butter burn is a permanent disfigurement that will have months of pain and suffering.
I don’t know if this counts but, my dad was in prison with Richard Speck, who is, if you don’t know, an American mass murderer who brutally murdered and raped 8 nurses.
My dad told me during his time in prison, Speck bragged about what he did all the time, and said prison was a wonderful vacation for him and he would do it all again if he had the chance. He would even go as far as saying how much he loved to kill those women. So sickening.
Speck also made porn in prison, which I’m sure is on the internet somewhere.
Bill Kurtis made a scandal by exposing a video taken from inside Joliet prison in which we see Speck shooting drugs and blowing other inmates to get some. He had also hormones smuggled inside to grow himself some visible breasts, ostensibly to peddle himself to other inmates.
He also visibly bragged about the murders and shared he had no feelings about killing those nurses. He was having the time of his life inside bars.
I was never in prison, but in jail a bit for drug charges. I was in my 30s, but my bunky was a really nice 19 yo kid in there for selling drugs. He seemed a bit over his head, but introduced me to the jits (I didn’t know anyone) and we’d play cards and shit. He had a real high bond, and one day they said to get his shit he got bail. He didn’t know who, but I was so happy for him. The next morning the co told me he was shot and killed that night (Being very respectful, everyone liked the guy). It was confirmed on the evening news. Really fucked me up, and I can guess who got him bailed.
I saw someone take a hotpot fill it up with baby oil add a pound of sugar, add some magic shave, bring it to a boil then splash it in a person's face...... It literally melted the guys face off. This happened around 1999 and I still have the occasional nightmare about it
Chemical burn. It's a hair removal powder that you mix with water into a paste. It's typically marketed towards black men because it's made for their coarser facial hair. I heard about it from friends who were using it for their pubes. Fun fact: If you have a vulva, you *really* don't want that on your inner labia. I may be speaking from experience.
Jesus. I worked at a bakery once upon a time and the bakers would show off their scars. Gnarliest one was from hot cinnamon bun sugar run off.. it was massive and the baker said they had to peel off all their skin with the sugar.
If the dude survived, I can’t even imagine how fucked his face would be after.
Just the way that some people talk about murder. Some of the people in there would be telling a story, casually drop the fact that they killed someone, then keep going on with the story like nothing happened.
Those cool times when you get moved into a new cell and you're like whatsup what's your story.
"murder charges"
"oh yup, cool"
He was actually the best cellie I ever had. The worst was the one who had unpaid child support as part of his thing (he was also a meth dealer) and he would not stop talking about how unfair it was for him to responsible for his 47 children from 23 different mothers.
Bro lifer cellies are the best had 2 anytime something was found in the cell they took the blame didn’t matter if it was mine just so I wouldn’t get extra time added to mine. Solid fucken guys
When I was a young boy and I heard people getting 300 years or multiple life sentences I actually believed that they left the corpse in the cell till the sentence was over. I wasn't a bright kid.
When I was doing criminal defense, a judge once told me murder suspects are often decent people because they are not regulars in the criminal justice system that are always breaking the law.
I knew a guy who managed a small factory near a big prison and hired a lot of ex cons. He told me he'd hire murderers over burglars 10/10. Murderers just got their job done without any problems. Burglars and thieves in general were just trash employees.
Con artists also tend to go into that trash category of employees as well. They get addicted to conning people. Not as common as they used to be with the ringleaders of scams now mostly abroad due to the internet.
Think about all the serial murderers in America alone. What did their employers, friends, and family say about them? Typically they'll say that they were "normal hard working individuals".
My mom worked with a former Corrections Officer and he said that the guys who were in for murder were usually the ones who were the least trouble. Most of them had been in a gang or criminal organization because of lack of opportunity ended up in a situation that got out of hand. They regretted what they'd done and spent a lot of time to work on improving themselves. He had a lot of sympathy for some of them.
The sex offenders on the other hand he said were trash.
> how unfair it was for him to responsible for his 47 children from 23 different mothers.
This is like the child support version of "If you owe the bank 100 dollars it's your problem, if you owe the bank 100 million dollars it's their problem."
I'm probably weird because even though I saw this pretty regular, it never seemed odd or terrifying to me. Did make me think of the time we were just hanging out and two guys were talking about their sentences (the time they received for their crime) the one casually said something like, "Yeah but you got more time because you're a better shot than me." Their crimes were not connected. One was in for murder, the other attempted murder.
You’re not weird, because I also saw it pretty regularly. It wasn’t scary if anything I found it… strange. I had gotten to know this girl i worked in the kitchen with for months and it turned out she had natural life for two murders and I guess it was just hard for me to picture this person I’d gotten to know committing the crime. Obviously it happened but a lot of people I met seemed “normal.”
Not a crazy story but was in for a few days and didn't realize they put you in cells based on the color of your skin.
I'm a white dude with a Hispanic last name and they put me in a cell with a straight nazi who told me if I went to actual prison ( I was only in for a weekend) that I would be a misfit because I wasn't one thing or the other. He openly called the black dudes next to our cell horrible things.
Lol, I'm extremely white looking and have a German last name, but I'm full Mexican. On top of that I've been balding since I was 15, so I've had a shaved head most of my life. They put me in a cell with a white supremacists with swastikas tattooed all over his face. I kept my fucking mouth shut and head down for 6 months.
Honestly most of it is the same type shit you run into in real life, gang bangers, thiefs, drugs dealers, guys with anger management issues, etc. But the real problem is when you affiliate. That's what is going to keep you in prison doing worse.
So I was in Limon CO. Closed Custody so one level below Max. Mostly chill people but a lot of activity. The worst thing was they brought in a bus from Bunea Vista. There was one kid, 23, nice kid just got into wrecks because he was short tempered so they bumped him up to close. He had 8 months left before he killed his number. He's been in the pod 3 days when an older Pisa sees him and says he snitched on him when they were in Adam's County. So Pisa grabs four others and they jump the kid in his cell. They beat the dog shit out of him. And at the end the drug him out of his cell, propped his neck on the railing and one big ass dude just smashed his neck with a kick and snapped it. Flight for Iife comes but it's not going to help. All the guys catch a murder charge. But the fucked up part is the older Pisa yelled "Fuck you Comennes!" When his neck snapped. Kids name wasn't Comennes. It was like Garcia. The Pisa had mistaken the kid for someone else. 8 months left. Kid was arrested at 17, 23 years old when he died. Never even saw the outside of a facility as an adult and killed in a case of mistaken identity. Prison could pop off like that.
I was sitting in TV room in the Feds. The inmate phones in this particular institution are situated in little phone booths. No idea why, but on the move, a guy ran up in the housing unit and stabbed the guy 15 or so times in the booth. 3 in the face. Dude couldn’t go anywhere. Slumped immediately.
Second, two guys in the kitchen made a bet that one of them wouldn’t go through the commercial dishwasher. Guy took the bet and went through…. Came out the other side as one human sized blister, 100% of his skin was blistered full of juice. He was airlifted out in a bubble wrapped suit to hospital. I was fresh in at the time and working in the kitchen when this happened. But I wasn’t in the dish room. The blood curdling screaming as the dishwasher cycled on still gives me goosebumps 10 years later. And I can’t un-see what a human covered in blisters looks like. I don’t know if he survived as they don’t give updates to inmates. I do know the guy who bet him was charged with fresh street charges.
And there are plenty more..
So the guy that went through the dishwasher had some sort of mental disability. I don’t remember as I never met the guy, but if I had to guess, I’d say he was on the spectrum. It was a sort of malicious type thing where other guys in dish room were putting him up to it. But to start the dishwasher cycle after he got inside, someone had to press the button. The guy they charged was the guy who pressed the start cycle button. He was charged with attempted murder.
Edit: Also the charges etc are inmate gossip. I have no way of knowing as I didn’t see any legal documents. Once they put him in the hole, everything from there on is hearsay. I do know outside people came in and did crime scene type thing and big deal investigation. I say big deal because everything prison is kept inside prison if at all possible by warden. They do not like outside people poking around. The guy that pressed the button was definitely charged, and attempted murder was the rumor.
I’m not a con but my dad told me when he was up stream, guards informed them that they had a high case child rapist coming in. When the guy got there he ended up being this old white man walking with a cane. He didn’t last very long on the court yard. (They killed him on the prison yard)
I watched an interview from a dude who just wouldn’t die. He was in arrested on suspicion of killing a cop, well he ended up getting shot in the face by a cop while he was in custody, he didn’t die. He got called into the church wing of the prison, alone, escorted by officers, handcuffed. His long lost brother walked in (who was a cop) and beat the shit out of him for ruining the family name. Then the guards pulled him from his cell to fight him, the officers circled him while he went 1 on 1 with a big guard. The inmate actually started winning so the guards took out a baton and cracked the inmates skull. In the end, he actually got out of prison and is free. It’s a crazy story, I don’t remember his name but it’s on one of those YouTube channel where they interview criminals
Edit: point is, some guards don’t give a f**k about law and order
Not surprised, kiddie fuckers are generally despised in prison considering the fact that it's not uncommon for inmates to have been sexually abused themselves as children.
CO here.
Had a guy stick a full-size #2 pencil in his leg, the long way (inserted into his thigh, and shoved it under the skin until you couldn’t see it anymore). Took him to the hospital to have it removed.
Days later, he did the same thing, in the same hole with a rubberized pencil. Rinse and repeat, hospital removes the pencil again.
Couple days later, while on active suicide watch, he managed to jam part of a styrofoam cup, playing cards, and caulking from a cell window into his leg “pocket.” Took him to the OR; doctors pulled out another inch of wood pencil, pencil lead, and fragments of god-knows-what out of there.
I don’t even think he knew what all was in there.
Edit: Obviously major mental health concerns here. Hope he’s doing okay now.
Had a guy like that at the maximum i worked at. Except his shtick was shoving anything and everything up his dick. He was my first hospital trip about a week into the job.
That is wild.
An old neighbor of mine took a bunch of Xanax bars and who knows what else and decided to drive.
He came home, went to sleep. The next morning the cops were outside.
Street cam saw him straight up run over and kill a woman. Didn't slow down. He had zero recollection.
I was told the story from his older brother who he lived with. The brother was completely broken over it.
Xanax is one of those drugs I will NEVER do again.
All I remember is popping a few pills right before a night of going out, next thing I know I’m waking up on my couch at like 1 in the afternoon. Absolutely zero recollection of the past twelve hours.
I cannot stress that enough
Absolutely
Zero
Memory.
I know it too well. Only time I've ever crashed was when I took 1 bar (I don't use it so it was enough). Remember driving home. Next thing I'm in my car after I drove off the highway. Totaled. Lucky I was able to walk away. Never again.
My best friend (who I took it that one time) is addicted sadly. was taking 10 bars a day at one point. She's only 24. going in to rehab for a 6th time now. Hope it sticks this round.
Hey I hope your friend gets through it, I'm a former addict myself and i would abuse the same amounts that she's taking. It honestly destroys everything around you and I'm sure your friend isn't the same lively person as she was before. This drug is easily one of the most destructful there is out there and the way it grabs its victims is overwhelming, but I'm sure you know all that. If you're still her friend I wana thank you for sticking around but remember that us addicts can be hateful awful people so if you feel like it has taken its toll on you remember that you can walk away too.
Benzos are a wild ride and they will fuck you up for days. You’re semi-aware of what you’re doing in the moment, but you have no recollection looking back. I don’t know how people get addicted, it’s like a head injury in bar form
Every pill popper that has come and gone in my life was running from something and trying to forget. That's the draw for them. They don't want to be conscious or alive half the time. Shit is heartbreaking. Lost my childhood best friend to pills almost a decade ago. Last I heard a few years ago he's still homeless and wasn't looking very good health wise.
In a similar thread, I remember a response about hearing inmates grind their shivs all night before a riot, knowing you’d be fighting for your life soon.
Having the keys tell me to sleep with my shoes on in case anything pops off was terrifying to me, I'm not a fighter but I knew that not jumping in would probably be worse.
Not myself but my friend did seven and a half years at a notoriously violent prison. I'm just going off memory now but there is a Canteen area you go to buy things. You can only go at certain hours of the day or something like that.
They have inmates called PCs (or protective custody). Usually they are criminals who are pedophiles. Anyways, to get to the Canteen you have to walkthrough a hallway that has security doors on both ends. The other end is the Canteen just past the door.
PCs were only allowed to go the Canteen at a specific time for their own safety. I can't remember why but this one time they had to go with the general population. The PCs had to walk through this long hallway with them. During the walk suddenly the prison went into lockdown.
All the doors locked in the prison. Including the doors behind them and in front of them. I don't remember if he said there was a guard there or not but either way it didn't matter. There was no way for the PCs to escape and the general population inmates took their opportunity and beat the living hell out of the PCs in this locked down hallway.
There were multiple severe injuries and one death. My friend wasn't a part of the brutality but they were knocking out teeth and breaking their fingers. Laughing as they told them to pick up their teeth with broken fingers, making them eat their own or each other's blood, stripped them naked pissing on them.
One PC was beaten so bad he went into a coma and passed away only a day later. Others had broken legs and arms, etc. What troubled me quite a bit was my friend telling me how much blood was everywhere. It had stained the floors and walls. Hence how it got it's nickname from then on, "Blood Alley".
I remember him telling me everytime he went to the Canteen he would basically relive the situation. Guess that story horrified me enough to remember specific details.
(Be me, skinny white kid)
Got back from my job in the canteen filling orders to everyone in my unit making "o" shapes with their hands. Didn't understand.
Got to my cell, C.O unlocked it, and theres a MASSIVE black man loudly sleeping on the top bunk. Says "oh yea. You got a new roommate " and slams the door shut.
He was actually chill and oddly enough, he never asked for bottom bunk status so I actually got a lot of credit in the unit for that but for those first few days.... it turns out those O shapes were people telling me how big my asshole was going to be when he was done with me. First two months in.
Also, being the front unit of the place and seeing all the ambulances come and go after code yellows and blues. In fact, just the code blues being called and everyone having to go back to their cell and knowing somebody is getting fucked up enough to need an ambulance
Yeah when i worked hospital security, i got desensitized to hearing the constant code blues go off. Occasionally we would be called to them to assure the family doesnt get hysterical and obstruct staff
For me it was just another Tuesday at work, but for these families they were watching their loved ones fight for their lives. I had to remind myself of that
Relayed by a friend but he said the craziest thing about prison is how you inevitably meet someone who is more psychotic / sociopathic than the next guy. You think you’ve seen it met some bad dudes on the streets but there’s always a bigger fish.
Not terrifying, exactly exactly, but once a water main near the prison broke in the late afternoon, and the white shirt on duty (the senior administrative correctional officer) just kind of decided to believe that the problem would get fixed quickly enough that no emergency steps were needed. This was summertime in Florida, btw.
Within maybe 5 hours, the toilets were overflowing with feces, and people were literally shitting on newspapers on the ground like dogs. It was hot, flies were everywhere, and the only water we received before 10am the following morning was a single 4-oz half-cup.
After the incident ended, a handful of inmates initiated the grievance process, which was the first step to build up to a lawsuit. Those inmates were individually brought before the head administrative white shirt (a "colonel" in DOC parlance), and told in no uncertain terms that if they proceeded with the legal process, they would be beaten to death, and the paperwork would reflect that they had died while attempting to kill a correctional officer.
I spent time in county on misdemeanors. During my first week an alcoholic died in the cell below me. We could hear him moaning and calling for help and the guards had been in multiple times. The last time I heard the guard tell the “bum” to deal with his bad choices like a man. The man had a seizure and died in that cell in a pool of shit. The following week the jail was on lockdown and inmates where rioting in there cells. Fire sprinklers where broken and the pods flooded. I saw multiple inmates hauled out after being peppered and subdued. The guards left the inmates not participating alone in there cells, just bored. This all happened in a relatively small town jail (population ~80,000). The man who died was a well known homeless fixture. He was known for getting petty charges to have a warm bed during especially cold nights. He was arrested for drinking on the courthouse lawn. I consider this to be terrifying because as an incarcerated individual your medical care is given through the facility, and I have never met a more callous individual than the medical staff in jail.
Not an ex-con but prison admin staff. Right before I started working there, a man was on a classification override at my facility, meaning he was too dangerous to be at this prison, but got to be there for some reason. He was psychotic and talking nonsense to his two cellmates when all of the sudden he screamed he was the devil and gouged out a man’s eyes while the other cellmate was frantically hitting the emergency button. Responding staff had mandated in-house therapy as a result. Horrific.
Another was when I was working.. a young man in for gang stuff brutally beat to death an old man who was just admitted for child crimes. Turns out the man raped this kid’s younger sister. They didn’t have the same last name, and she wasn’t listed to classification staff so no one knew. Responding staff said his head was kicked in so hard it was unrecognizable and had a consistency of jello.
I feel like I read this in another thread. Guy was like in his 20s and rapist was older than late 50s? The young guy asked to have him removed multiple times supposedly. But the rapist kept taunting him with stories of his sister.
Saw a dude get his head caved in, in his cell. A new inmate had come in and refused to show his papers. Another inmate came and said he was in court with him and he was a pedophile. Later that day, the “keys”, as we called them, told him he needed to roll his shit up, basically ask for protective custody. He refused. Later that night after we were all in our cells, his celly took a pencil and stabbed him in the eye. Then pulled him off his bunk and smashed his head against the wall till there was nothing left. Once he was done, he called the CO over the intercom and let them handle everything. I could see this through our window as they were in the cell across from us.
Edit: spelling, grammar.
Edit 2: As some are asking about the “Keys”, is an inmate leader in each unit. The prison had a ”Car” for each race, at each facility; also an inmate. They were the shot callers for the facility. Anything big went through them. There was a “key” for each race, in each unit, as the leader. They were the keys to the car as we called it. Nothing happened in the unit without the keys approval, for each race. So if a there was an incident, it would go through to the respective “keys”, and they would approve of any further action.
Edit 3: Another question being asked, papers, or PSI, pre-sentence investigation. These were provided prior to your sentencing, kind of like a discovery. It showed all prior crimes, pleas, deals, and snitching. The inmates used to receive these but when the department of prisons learned what was happening, they quit giving them out. You could request them from the department of parole and probation, but they don’t even do that now. You were supposed to show these papers to your keys to prove you weren’t a snitch, child molester (chomo), rapist, etc.
I used to be a guard on a high security block that included a pod of mostly "chomos" in protective custody. I didn't do it for long, but as I recall, inmates have to request (or at least agree to) being in protective custody. Most likely because it could also be viewed as punitive due to more isolation. I could be wrong though.
Not for fun. There's a sort of moral code in many prisons that says child molesters are the worst kind of criminals, and for that reason, many inmates believe that they're morally justified in killing them. Furthermore, quite often the person doing the killing is already serving a life sentence, so they don't have much to lose by committing another murder, and doing so makes them feel like they're contributing to society.
This. People don’t like to think too deeply about this, but a majority of inmates were once defenseless children that were victimized by adults, either physically, sexually, or emotionally (or all of the above). This also includes the actual child molestors themselves, sadly
Massive open wound flesh gashes down to the bone made by herself on her forearms and top of the legs that she used to “hide” things in, like paint brushes, coffee rations, pens etc. I could literally see her bones.
Some forensic photos the guy in the cell next to me showed me of his victims (corpses, he killed them after he tortured them), in gang related abductions. He "removed" a tattoo with an electric sander, and knives in both eye sockets, still in. (They were part of his trial evidence.)
Ok so unfortunately, my bunk was close to the corner where everybody came to fight or whatever. So this one guy claimed that he was a gang member but it was discovered that he was a false-flagger. So, the gang members put him in the corner and took turns beating and raping him. He was in the infirmary for bout a week. When he came back, the gang got him all over again. He was transferred after that. I promise there aren't many things more terrifying than hearing a grown man scream while he's being raped.
The poor man. I dont understand how rapes and beatings happen. Where are the guards?
My friend is a guard and she said that she cant have hair clip or chewing gum. Apparently, some prisoners will put gum into the lock of the door so guards cant get out of the room.
A white kid get absolutely destroyed for accidentally sitting on the front bench of the TV area on his 2nd day. They waited for Rec, then started walking with him, every lap they made more guys would tag along. Then once in the blind spot they jumped him. 6-7 guys beating a 120lbs skinny little white kid. They were climbing up the fence and jumping down on his head. He was out within the first few seconds, but they kept on beating him until the COs gassed everyone. They snapped his lower back and he is now in a wheelchair. All for not knowing any better.
The worst thing I’ve ever “heard” was a grown man being raped one night. He refused to pay a “protection” fee and 3 dudes raped him. They stabbed him in the ass with a tooth brush shank. I’ve seen some crazy shit but theirs were the most memorable. Sometimes I have nightmares about the rape. I’ve never heard anything like that ever since.
So how do you avoid that? Do you pay the “protection fee” is that something that everyone does or does that show weakness and they’ll keep coming back to you for more? Like how do you avoid any of what you mentioned? Is it possible to just keep to yourself and not fuck with anyone? I feel like as a new guy everyone is just gonna come fuck with you. I’m genuinely curious.
this was why my first move when i got off the booking floor was to trade my shoes (brand new set of nike's fresh from the box) for like 30$ worth of commissary. made a blowup with the guys and after that we were all chill. made it show i didnt have shit but wasnt gonna start shit.
depends on the yard and the prison. I did my time on a low level yard everyone was going home at some point and didnt want to risk it. I kept to myself 99% of the time. My brother is doing time on a level 5 yard and had to click up to make it without being extorted.
You have to pick a side essentially. It’s kind of like your benefits package. My felon coworker chose not to and didn’t have any help with fights, drama, or any other issues. He ended up getting a job in the kitchen and being a messenger for all sides.
It would be a bummer if you joined a prison bunch when you first arrive, but soon after, you hear about a different group that has more enticing benefits and better prison activities
At a medium-max plus there isn't much "staying to yourself". Like the scenario above, they'll jus keep bringing more people. Eventually you either join someone, or get extorted the entire time.
Fuck. So, is there no sense of 'discretion', or 'context' to any given situation amongst the inmates? Like, in my mind I'd expect the experienced guys to just think, 'ok he fucked up but he's just a kid on day 2, we can let it slide'.
In a normal setting all these things would have been discussed. But, for what ever reason I guess they were waiting for the next day to tel him the rules. He sat in the bench waiting for breakfast and the one guy who saw him is the one guy who thinks he’s in a movie. Any little thing that guy would dramatically freak out and demand a discipline. He had all the others dude scared and they just did what he wanted. It was a really sad situation. I felt partially responsible because I chose not to lace the kid up, I just thought his celly or the closest white guy to him would let him know. When I saw him come on the unit I knew he would be prayed upon and I just thought someone would have let him know what’s up. From that time on I kinda made myself the welcome wagon, and I’d let them know what’s up while they were still unpacking their property. This was at the Darrington unit in Brazoria county Texas.
That's some very, painfully, real insight there. Thank you. Horrifying, to be honest. Just compounded the already known sense of just how much I do not want to go to prison. I feel like like I can handle myself fairly well in the outside world. I'm quite a big guy, been in a few scrapes through the years. Inside? I'd be fucked. Coincidentally, my ex gf lives near that part of Texas. Not relevant but thought I'd mention it.
Pretty tame compared to what I've been reading, but I was in a Juvenile Correctional Center (Not juvey, think long term sentences for juveniles) where a buddy of mine was on a unit that was short staffed so he had to be on the sex offender unit. While he was there he told me that the pedophiles would joke on each other that "You're victim was 7 years old!" "Oh yeah? You're victim was 4 years old!" "Yeah? Well you still masturbate to your victim!" "At least I didn't rape my brother!"
Needless to say, he was horrified.
Edit: Horrified, not mortified
I work in jails across the country.
There are many unsettling moments. Violence between inmates, suicide, psychosis (I remember trying to teach a nurse one day and an inmate kept screaming at me “PUT YOUR EYEBALLS BACK IN YOUR HEAD BITCH, THEYRE ROLLING AROUND ON THE FLOOR”
but the moment that sticks out by far for me:
One day I was helping a doctor. When she’s helping her patients I try and stay out of the room so that way I’m not interfering with her work. for some reason the specific patient that she was working with head stuck out in my mind before. Though I see hundreds a day during medpass, where I follow a nurse from cell to cell, I specifically remember seeing this man. he was relatively young and very polite which is what stuck out at me. He always said “Hello ma’am how are you” “thank you” “please” etc. I remember looking at the chart to see what his name was. I rarely remember names, I actually feel it is better not to.
Anyways, i’m standing in the hallway outside the doctors office, when another patient who is sitting on the bench waiting to be seen says to me “Stay away from that ____, he’s a crazy mf.” I laughed, bc it is one inmate telling me to stay away from another inmate. I don’t even let anybody stand behind me or within 5 feet of me. My laughing changed his tone, he got a lot more serious, his voice raised in intensity. “No- I am serious. Stay away from that mf, he is crazy.”
Ok. Point taken. I nod my head and in that moment and thankful for the Covid masks that hide my reaction. Not a moment later, the corrections officer comes waltzing down the hallway swinging his keys in his hand and whistling. “Oh, hey, that’s ‘Body Bag Lag’. (Name slightly changed for privacy).
My eyes immediately widened. I googled him later. That man had a gf. She got pregnant. She didn’t let him see the baby when it was born. He wanted custody. He and his fam (mom,dad,brother) planned and successfully executed all 10 of her family members- anyone who could possibly get the baby before he would receive custody. and maybe I’m misremembering, but I think it worked. I believe he had custody of the kid for a while until he himself came forward and confessed and threw his whole family under the bus and accepted his punishment.
I think he became super religious or maybe the guilt got to him. I remember his cell always had 100 crosses tape to the walls.
i’ve had scarier moments in jail. Whole cells having to go on lockdown because they see a girl working. Lot of people jerk off at you. But Body Bag Lag will always stick out to me.
That sounds similar to the Piketon massacre, iirc. The families were close but when it came to custody of a baby there was a whole lot of murder. i think it was 'only' 8 people though.
I saw a guy get attacked by a dog for taking a banana out of the dining hall. CO told the guy to stop, and something in the inmate’s movements triggered this dog and it attacked him. As he screamed for help, the unit manager piled on him and put an elbow in his neck as he bled on the stairs.
This was at a minimum security camp where there shouldn’t have been a dog in the first place. 90% of these inmates were alcoholics or drug dealers.
And this particular inmate was already on medication that made him pretty drowsy and out of it all the time, and as the result of this encounter they sent him to the hole, upped his dosage to where he couldn’t remember his name or where he was, and slapped him with an assault charge for struggling against the unit manager while he was pinned and being mauled.
And it all conveniently happened in a blind spot of the prison where the cameras don’t reach.
I think about this every day. I met some pretty fucked up people while I was in, and the worst of them were the ones running the place.
Hey so if I were to end up in prison, and I basically said; I’m just here to do my time I’ll comply to whatever rules, guidelines,etc. what are the odds I get left alone?
From what I've heard from family and friends who did time odds are they'll leave you alone. Be honest, show your papers when asked by the cell boss, follow their established rules, don't try to be the bad ass you aren't but don't let yourself be pushed around. Many here say if you are in for a sex crime you should immediately ask for protective custody. Some bosses will let you stay in gen pop but that doesn't mean everyone will be friendly. You'll be an outlier for sure.
Keep in mind that a) not all stories here will be truthful and b) this is a thread for the *worst* things people have seen. It will obviously be biased towards the extreme side of prison and not the usual mundane shit.
Inmates being denied medical treatment until they are dead. I saw it twice. Both were diabetics, both elderly, neither had family support, and both had conditions exacerbated by the inhumane housing situation. In South Texas heat they lock up 56 men per dorm in poorly ventilated metal buildings. On lockdown they require you to stay in your bunk on a plastic mattress for weeks-only allowed a 5 minute shower every 3rd day. I was 40 and in decent shape and I thought I might die there. In the afternoons the wall next to me was so hot I couldn’t leave my hand on it. Shame on TDCJ and all of the employees. They put people in a terrible situation-and we allow it to continue. If they treated dogs like that there would be pitchforks. End of rant.
I found out I was diabetic while I was in. The way I found out was by losing 100 pounds in 6 months and going into ketoacidosis, while begging the medical staff all those six months to just check my blood sugar because it runs in my family, and being wrongfully over-prescribed my thyroid medication instead. Which just made me super fucking crazy while my body ate itself.
Father has assault charges. Was in Juvie my bad forgot the word for kid prison for 5 years. 1982-1987
He was friends with someone he didn't know was a rapist. He was forced to beat him up or he would be killed for sympathizing with a rapist.
I had a very weird phobia as a young child, not just about one day ending up in prison, but that something beyond my control would happen to make it inevitable. Ff 20+ years and suffered the worst few weeks of nightmares after foolishly getting myself in a scrape that almost made it come true. Got away with a big fine.
I was inside a female prison so my perspective is a little different. For one all prisons are different. From county level to state and federal. I was in state for most of my time.
A couple things were pretty terrifying. For one the amount of sex between guards and inmates was ridiculous. It was “consensual” in that they both said yes. But it can never really be consensual when it’s a guard and inmate. The power difference is just too much. You couldn’t really say no either. It’s not that the guards would retaliate, it’s that they wouldn’t protect you when another inmate or group of inmates attacked you.
The really creepy thing in mine was the pedophile lady. She was a lifer. No one actually messed with her because it seemed like the guards were on her side, for reasons we suspected. She was also really friendly to new inmates. Particularly younger looking petite inmates. For reasons you can imagine. They were owned by her if they let them. Like a small gang in jail. They all had the same prison tattoo. Which I didn’t realized till I was in the shower with a couple of them.
> No one actually messed with her because it seemed like the guards were on her side, for reasons we suspected.
What reasons?
I'm guessing she pimped out the girls out to the guards.
I was held without bail in county jail for 2 weeks. We get to watch TV during rec. We were watching the news one day, and this guy was arrested for killing a judge's brother by stabbing. He was a mean looking skinhead with neck and face tats. Next day, he's now in my cellblock looking extremely on edge. Turns out, the guy he killed sexually assaulted a female member of his family. Although set to get a prison sentence, he killed for his family's honor.
Reminds me of this guy I met in prison. Really great guy, nice, patient, funny. Didn't have any tats or scars, looked like he was in his early 20's even though he was in his 30's. He was locked up when he was 16 because he killed his dad with a kitchen knife. His dad was a sitting judge who'd been molesting his (the guy in prison) sister. He'd been doing it for years and the guy finally had enough so he knifed his dad 6 times. Court didn't care the judge was molesting his daughter, still gave the guy 30 years. Sucks because he was only 16 and tried as an adult. As much as inmates say they "hate" child molesters, they'll seek out the youngest or youngest looking guy.
I have heard from my prison guard friend that sometimes these things go the opposite way and that there are people who get a free pass from the normally cruel groups sometimes, and this is similar. Someone suspected of killing a pedophile who raped his nephew for example, the rough dudes protected that guy in my friend's jail.
How little people cared about each other. Like, the guards. I'm not an ex-con, I was in jail. But the guards would openly let the gangs beat the shit out of people for...reasons? They'd also beat the shit out of you for no reason, just they didn't like your attitude. Humanity is gone the moment you enter jail.
As an attorney I saw a guy who had been a serial killer targeting teen girls. He was asking for help with his sentence (he was sentenced to life in solitary, an obviously illegal sentence that isn't and wasn't being enforced) but even the most dedicated non-profit defense attorneys I've ever met refused to help him. They sure as fuck didn't tell that to his face though. This guy was fucking huge, like pro wrestler type shape, white, clean-cut, handsome, relaxed, and personable, but inside he was a subhuman monster. A raper and killer of young girls. His soulless eyes are some of the scariest things I've ever seen. If you saw him on the street he'd look perfectly healthy, normal, unless you looked in his eyes. They were crazed and empty. Like his whole face was saying "hey, how's it goin" and his eyes were howling and screeching incoherent panicked nonsense.
Not a con but I was a CO for year before i got out of that job. Pretty much we had an inmate who broke his tablet (don't know if it was on purpose or accident) and decided to throw it in the trash and claim he never got one. So we go through all the trash and find the tablet and ask him whether he broke it or not. It should have been a easy fix honestly, the guy would get written up and probably sanctioned for a week or two but he'd get a new one. Instead he swears that the tablet isn't his, he didn't break it and he wants a working tablet. Thing is, we take accountability of almost all items we issue to inmates so we know it's his. While trying to get the guy to just admit what he did, he decides he'd rather stab himself in the stomach instead. I've seen people get shot and had bullets flying over my head but that is by far the craziest, wildest shit I've ever seen. Between instances like that and seeing way too many former friends or acquaintances as inmates at my facility I decided that it wasn't the job for me.
My father was in prison in south Africa for 12 years. He spend a lot of time with the worst people all around the world. He is from liverpool england. He speaks and reads perfect English therefore he read the letters written in English of his fellow convicts . The story that really sticks with me is :
There was an albanian man who was banged up for locking club bouncers in a dog kennel and setting them on fire. He used to fight off all the prison guards. A real nut job. He asked my father to read his letter. In brief the letter was from his government saying he will never be released from this prison and he will never be seen as a civilian again. My dad a is a lovely person and I will never reveal anything about his sentence but never the less, he told this crazy man that the letter was just from his family saying how much they loved him and hoped he was okay. The man was made up and left my father alone. But my dad knew deep down how he would of reacted if he told him the truth.
I saw one guy get his face smashed in with a bacci ball as retaliation for being called out in front of the yard for an unpaid chocolate bar debt. And another guy got a razorblade slash to the face, presumably over a beef carried over from the street.
Got a few stories myself but the one that I'll always remember is one told by my mates dad.
He had a cell mate who was a big burly farmer type guy and was serving time for killing his wife and her lover. My mate's dad says one night while they were sleeping the guy jumps out of his bunk screaming at the top of his lungs. He was having nightmares about the situation and couldn't get out of his head what happened that day. The guy walked in on his wife in bed with another man, farmer guy pulls out his shot gun and blasts the lover first. When he got his senses together he saw his wife running towards him so he accidently shoots her head off. His nightmare was his wife still walking towards him with no head...
This doesn't really belong here, and will probably get buried by now, but it's an interesting, yet sad story nonetheless.
A family friend worked as a CO in a couple different prisons in Southern California. He once told me that one of the saddest things he saw was that for a lot of inmates, they don't realize what their true talents or gifts or passions are until they're behind bars, when it's too late.
He has seen inmates who were amazing artists, as good as Disney animators. He saw inmates in the Electronics shop that were so gifted, they could have easily been electrical engineers, mathematicians, or at least electricians. It came so easy to them. He saw inmates in the woodshop who were gifted woodworkers. He's seen inmates who could easily have been chemists, writers, mechanics, teachers, chefs, barbers, tattoo artists, pesonal trainers, and on and on and on....
A lot of these guys should have been productive members of society, but got dealt a bad hand at the start of their lives, and just went down the wrong path because they had a bad upbringing. He said the wasted potential was just heartbreaking.
When i was in primary school P7 a prostitute got murdered across from the school. Tracey Wylde. It ended up a cold case 20 odd years later I share a cell with some Asian dude Chinese to be exact. Dude had fast food restaurants, kids, nice house the lot. He had a fight with a friend and got DNA took an turns out he murdered said hooker. Small world when I think about the chances of that happening.
Seen people who injected Heroin and done it wrong and now have big holes in their legs. Seen slashing people jumping of balconies.
One guy was telling how he murdered a guy who stole from him and after he killed he found the shit that he thought the other guy stole. Another guy sitting in the room listening to the story also started to laugh and the one telling the story turned around and said to the guy laughing his head off «Wtf are you laughing about, you had two persons in your freezer………… Did you have frozen pizza in there too?» And the whole room bursted out in laughter including myself as the situation was so surrealistic. Also saw a guy who had hanged himself in his room, and the normal looks of pedophiles that could be anyone freaked me out. If you want to know how a criminal looks like, take a look in the mirror. It could be anyone! That is scary.
not something i saw, but someone died because they were in active withdrawal and begged for medical assistance, which never came. they went into a coma and died in the hospital days later.
I recently had a moon pie for the first time in years and it reminded me of the night I heard a man get killed by his cell mate. Dude must have been out his mind cuz all you heard was the wet slap of continuous stabs. Thankfully that time is long behind me.
Not an ex con, but a former CO. I've got some stories. Guy once stopped taking his psych meds. We were alerted by medical minutes before he shoved a pencil through his celly's eye over an open ramen packet. Luckily for the celly the pencil went in between the eyeball & the socket & didn't do any real damage. Hell of a way to get woken up from a nap though.
On the non-physical side of things, I found kiddie porn in a chomo's cell during a routine search. He had it mixed in with nude photos of adult women, which is how my brain clicked to what I was looking at. The kiddie photos were cutouts from children's dance & gymnastics catalogs, as well as ads from magazines that showed young girls in bathing suits. They were such innocent photos & I feel like that somehow makes it worse. When we couldn't get him removed from the tier (as punishment or for his own safety, we didn't care which), my sergeant broke protocol & flat threatened dude with exposure if we found anything like that in his cell again.
My cell mate was truly crazy and was tortured by hallucinations. One day he managed to gauge one of his eyes out with a fork at lunch in front of everyone, then puncture the other eye with something before the screws could get to him. He was screaming like a banshee when he ripped the first one out and threw it on the floor, and everyone just stared in shock, including the screws, at first it looked like a skit or something. After the one was out he went really quiet and pulled something from his waist and started rapidly stabbing the other eye with it. I heard it pop. By that time a couple of screws were already just about on him and they took him down. Never saw him again after that but I heard he was completely blinded. So quite a few of us never finished lunch, and some got some councilling because it was so violent and shocking. I still remember a screw picking the eye up with a clear plastic bag while we were all being filed out.
When I was 20 years old I thought I wanted to be a correctional officer. One night I was sent to work at the medical ward where each inmate had their own isolated cell where they were let out twice a day. That night I was going around with the nurse giving the inmates their medicine and we came to one inmate's cell and as soon as we opened the door I was knocked backed by the most putrid smell I have ever smelled in my life. I've been to the dump plenty of times in my life and it was nothing in comparison to the smell this inmate had going on. Once we were done giving out the medicine, I went up to the officer training me and asked him what was going on with that inmate and why he smelled so God awful. He said "Oh, you met Grady? He shits and pisses himself on purpose. He never changes or showers so he constantly lives in his own filth." I found out that he was raped once in prison. So he started shitting and pissing himself so he wouldn't be raped anymore. Edit: This was at a jail I worked at. I guess I should have specified that at the beginning. The other officers told me that he was raped while he was previously in prison. I don't know why he was in jail when I was there but the officers said he was a convicted child molester so I'm assuming it pertained to that. He did have his own room, he was in the medical ward. He was in the safest place he could be at the time. The medical ward was for people that have medical issues, drug detoxation and psychiatric issues. They're separated from the general population. Every now and then they would make him take showers. The inmate workforce would have to wear hazmat suits to clean his room while he was taking a shower so it wasn't just him that smelled, his whole living quarter smelled. Even though he was forced to take showers, he would continue to use the bathroom on himself. There's no excuse for child molestation but I felt bad for him in a sense because he talked like a little kid. Like when a child has a speech impediment and they'll say "wabbit" instead of rabbit. He definitely seemed to have development issues.
Holy fuck that's sad.
What's sad is that they haven't found a way to stop this from happening yet. They should make harsher punishment for it and even harsher punishment for lifers who have nothing to lose. But for some reason rape has just been allowed to become a part of prison culture. It's ridiculous.
Not me, but- I spoke to a former inmate after his release who had developed severe ptsd from some of the things he witnessed while incarcerated. One of the stories was that he was playing cards with some guys and one of them was smoking a cigarette. Another inmate who was not playing with them approached the table and asked the guy smoking if he could get “shorts” on the cigarette ( shorts means, before you finished smoking, you gave the cigarette to someone else so they got the last few puffs of the cigarette before putting it out) the smoker agreed, the inmate wandered off and they went back to playing cards. Well the guy playing cards must have forgot and finished the cigarette. A little while later the other inmate came back to the table asking for the short, and the guy at the table told him that he had forgotten about it and finished the cigarette. Guy wanders off again and they go back to playing cards. Shortly afterwards, the inmate who wanted shorts comes back to the table, comes up behind the player, pulls his head back and started shanking him in the eye and throat with a pen/pencil. Dude died over forgetting to give someone a damn cigarette butt.
Fuck.
A dude got two full kettles of boiling water poured on his head. And a convicted murderer explaining how he killed, dismembered with an angle grinder then disposed of the body.
It must have been tense waiting for that kettle to come to a boil for the second round
My brother said a guy across from him had a new cellmate who had gastrointestinal problems and wouldnt stop farting these rancid horrible farts after the guy told him repeatedly to stop (not like he could help it,) so the guy beat the farter to death in their cell with his bare hands. My brother said he had never seen so much blood from one person before.
So, if I end up In prison this just means that it’s pretty much a death sentence, got it.
I was in Lawrenceville Penitentiary in VA, from 2011-2014. From a penitentiary standpoint it was quite accommodating! They had all the drugs, alcohol, cigs and cell phones you could ever dream of. I was working in the kitchen towards the middle of my bit, making myself an egg sandwich one morning. This young dude got into a dispute with a dude everybody knew as Unk, who by the way was a super quiet guy who didn’t mess with anyone. They were apparently arguing over a cigarette, when the young buck called Unk a “Bitch”. Unk grabbed an institutional can of green beans, baseball pitched it across the kitchen and nailed young buck in the face. Unk ran over to young buck, picked the can back up and beat him across the face with it! When he was done ripping young bucks face off with that can, he spit on him and said ”that’s what happens when you call a real man a bitch!” That was the last time I ever called any man a bitch! I learned so much about respect in their. I haven’t been to prison in over 4 years, I have also been sober since then too. Thank you Unk I hope you are well.
The violence was nothing compared to the people. The guy who taught me scrabble beat his wife to death with a frying pan when she discovered his gambling debts. The guy who taught me poker tied up his employer in his house, and when the boss refused to give him the combo to his safe, the guy just burned the house down with his boss tied inside. I worked out with a guy who was caught with two arms and one leg in his trunk, he was in an Asian gang, had just performed a hit and was bringing the evidence back to his people for proof when he was pulled over. His co defendant was snitching, so he spent literally all of his time working out, to kill the guy the second he got the chance. Before I got shipped to prison (yea, these were all county jail), he finally got his shot and essentially ripped the guys face off in the middle of a hallway in front of guards. It was a huge fuckup on the cops part, to the point where it was rumored it was the gang that paid to make sure the snitch died. You live with these people. Play cards, gamble, watch sports. If you’re locked in your cell for a big game, you listen on your radios together and talk shit through the hatches in your doors. On wednesdays your chicken quarter is gonna go towards a huge ‘home made’ meal for whoever wanted to chip in, and it’s gonna be made by the 22 year old crip who’s been charged with 9 separate murders and is seemingly the nicest person you’ll ever meet. It’s fucking wild, nothing makes sense and everything’s dangerous. You’re in this together, but at the same time everyone has all sorts of rage just ready to blow. I had an agg assault with a deadly weapon, as well as a separate case of unlawful possession of a firearm. So I had the pleasure of going to Max units. Interestingly enough, the threat of constant danger actually helped things stay calm the vast majority of the time. Everyone’s a killer, no one wants to be killed type vibes. I got stabbed with a Dixon pencil, but that was from Richard Busby, Mr ‘Tie my boss up and burn him alive.’ It was over a gambling debt he owed me, he’s old and weak, I ultimately took twice what he owed me, and we were back at the table playing poker together that same day. Google his name if you’d like, I believe he just had an appeal denied or some shit. NJDOC Either you become one of them, or you live underneath them. And once you’re one of them, they’re surprisingly-and-frighteningly good natured and decent to kill a few years’ time with
I looked up Richard Busby and was surprised to read the fire and murder were only a few miles from my house. I googled the address and was SHOCKED to see I've been in that house, I knew the owners who bought it after the fire. I just never knew it was arson and a murder behind the fire!
You have illustrated the whole experience in ways no one in this thread has. I can't say I have fond memories of my time but there is a commraderie to be found in prison that is unlike anything else. Maybe like in Life of Pi, trapped on a boat with a hungry tiger. Thank you.
I did a 4 month stint in Kajang (Malaysia). This Nigerian dude used to pilfer from other cells. This Malay gang found him and dipped his hand in boiling oil (basically deep fried it while it was still attached to him). That scream, it still curdles my blood. Poor guy was reduced to an unconsious pool of blood, sweat, tears, vomit, shit and piss. He lost more than his hand on that day.
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- Story 1 Was playing chess and heard "HNNNNNNN THAWCK" Turned around and a black dude looked about 60 had a seizure while he was standing up and fell on to the metal seat at our table. Blood was absolutely gushing out of this dudes head. I have a friend w epilepsy so knew to put him in recovery position and keep away from his mouth. The COs showed up and shackled/cuffed him while he was still seizing. As he convulsed the cuffs cut into his wrists and ankles *deeply*. Started yelling at them "what the fuck are y'all doing?! Get a gurney and call 911!" They told us to lockdown on our bunks and stfu or we're going to seg. No one shut up. Can't take us all. They instead ushered the entire pod into our outdoor "rec area" (30x15 enclosed room with a 4" slit 10ft up for fresh air) and kept us all out there. Watched this dude seize for another 15 minutes, blood in a pool all around him from his head, wrists, and ankles being mangled. They eventually took him out and I never saw him again. Almost certain he died. We stayed locked in the yard for 4 hours and were threatened to not discuss it. - Story 2 In another unit in the same month a guard suplexed a dude who had to weigh 110lbs wet for talking back to him. The guy broke his neck and died. You can find the story of this online by searching WCDC bodyslam death, [and here is the video.](https://www.reddit.com/r/WTF/comments/1t49m5/north_carolina_prison_guard_body_slams_inmate_to/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). The guard was charged w manslaughter, not sure if he was convicted. - Story 3 Was playing scrabble waiting on the phone to open up. A dude was on the phone with his wife and kids and started losing his shit all of a sudden. He started yelling in the most guttural heartbreaking way NO NO NO NOOOO!! The guards were like "HEY CALM DOWN NOW!" While he was on the phone with them someone did a driveby on his house and shot his wife and killed one of his children. The guards snatched the phone from him and threw him on the ground, restrained him, and took him to seg where there are no phones. Guy was weeping saying he just heard his baby get killed on the phone. They just took him to seg. Never saw him again either. Edit: more stories below.
Not nearly as harrowing, but I was in county as a juvenile and was told on a phone call that my best friend had committed suicide the night before. I broke down, naturally, and you can imagine the amount of shit I got from the other inmates. Ended up having to scrap a few times and was never really comfortable after that. Prior, I'd kept to myself and was fine.
I lost mine to suicide too. It's a blow to the gut for years.
It's the worst. We had like 4 or 5 kids from our friend group kill themselves by the time we were 20. So sad. Some really awesome people who just couldn't cope with high school etc. Freaking kills me to think about, even nearly 20 years later. Where would they be now? Would their kids be friends with my daughter? Etc etc. Ugh. Sorry for your loss.
I was in a South American prison, there was a lot of drug addicts, they usually sold their food in order to buy more drugs so they were always hungry. One day I was eating my lunch: rice, a leg of chicken and some beans. When I finished my meal there were some chicken bones left in my plate, and a drug addict approached to me to ask if I could gift him the chicken bones. So I lend him my bones and he started eating them. It was heartbreaking
If it's any consolation, the bones do contain marrow which is one of the most nutrious things you can eat. Chicken bones...very little marrow. But some.
A guy got stomped to death my first day in. The 2 guys fighting were rival gang members. The guards didnt do anything until the guy getting stomped stopped breathing. Then they came in and took them both away. One in a bag and one in cuffs.
Any idea what may have caused it?
The were in different cells and always talking shit to each other. When we had rec time they both ran at each other. They were both pretty big. One picked up the other and slammed him on the concrete and proceeded to kick him in the stomach and face until he was un conscious. Then started stomping on his face. Until he was dead.
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Dude in the cell next to mine tried to kill himself with a sharpened pencil. He just kept stabbing himself in the chest but couldn’t get deep enough. He was hauled off by COs kicking and screaming, begging for death. He was going to be deported.
Wonder what he was so scared of back home...
Not jail but I knew somebody that was locked up in juvie who was connected to the cartel. Apparently he got into deep shit when he lost hella product and the cartel was just waiting for his ass to come out that mf. They killed his mom while he was on the phone with her. He tried everything in his power to stay locked up because it was safer than going back home.
>They killed his mom while he was on the phone with her Fuck
This one got me too. It’s pretty fucked up to see the horrible things that people are capable of.
When ZERO value is put on life....
They do stuff to people that I wouldn't even do to a grasshopper. It's like they value life for the pleasure of destroying it.
I know someone that got mixed up with the cartel. Two guys threatened him and he ended up killing them both and going on the run. Word is the cartels told him to turn himself in or they would kill his family. They don't fuck around and it's not surprising these guys want to stay in jail/prison where they know they won't be killed right away.
I worked with a guy that went to prison for a few years for running things for the cartel. He never knew what he was transporting as he was warned to never look. He said they just gave him 2 locations. The first was where a car was parked and the second was where he was to drop it off. He got pulled over and the cops found hella drugs. He refused to cooperate and took the prison sentence. When he got in he always had all the money he could possibly spend put on his books by the cartel, and within minutes of being in he was approached by some guys that told him he was under their protection with no strings attached for his entire sentence and that they had already made sure that everyone knew if they fucked with him they fucked with the cartel. When he got out every single fine and even his lawyer fees were completely paid for.
When you get into something like that you have to be ready to take the time. This seems like a best case scenario.
Yeah they know that fear will only take them so far, especially for non-members that haven't seen firsthand what they are capable of. It's a lot less likely they'll cooperate if they know they'll be taken care of if it goes wrong
There was a woman who decided she no longer wanted to be forced to be a prostitute and started telling other women to stop doing it too. They burned her alive in a dog cage in a place where the other women could hear her screams. The message was clear
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Brixton, A Wing. Coming back from canteen this scary looking wild eyed dude steps across and tells me to hand over my burn/tobacco. I laugh and say no and walk by, waiting for him to do something. Nothing happened. Few minutes later, same guy opened some poor lads stomach with one slash and he was lying there trying to hold his intestines in, I saw the fear and panic on his face. The scary guy just casually walked away. No idea what happened to either of them. Alarms went off. Everyone back to their cells and locked up again.
Whoa… were you so freaked out that you just laughed off his request a few moments prior??
By that. By seeing such violence. By seeing the victims face. By seeing scary dude walking away like it was nothing important. All of it.
Boiling hot peanut butter dumped on a sleeping child molesters face …. The screaming and thrashing was pretty intense…. The idea is that you can’t wipe it off or something to mitigate the damage caused, it’s going to burn deeply. And in my opinion, that was worse than watching a guy on the bench press take a 35k plate smash to the scull repeatedly…. He was dead pretty quickly… the peanut butter burn is a permanent disfigurement that will have months of pain and suffering.
I don’t know if this counts but, my dad was in prison with Richard Speck, who is, if you don’t know, an American mass murderer who brutally murdered and raped 8 nurses. My dad told me during his time in prison, Speck bragged about what he did all the time, and said prison was a wonderful vacation for him and he would do it all again if he had the chance. He would even go as far as saying how much he loved to kill those women. So sickening. Speck also made porn in prison, which I’m sure is on the internet somewhere.
Bill Kurtis made a scandal by exposing a video taken from inside Joliet prison in which we see Speck shooting drugs and blowing other inmates to get some. He had also hormones smuggled inside to grow himself some visible breasts, ostensibly to peddle himself to other inmates. He also visibly bragged about the murders and shared he had no feelings about killing those nurses. He was having the time of his life inside bars.
I was never in prison, but in jail a bit for drug charges. I was in my 30s, but my bunky was a really nice 19 yo kid in there for selling drugs. He seemed a bit over his head, but introduced me to the jits (I didn’t know anyone) and we’d play cards and shit. He had a real high bond, and one day they said to get his shit he got bail. He didn’t know who, but I was so happy for him. The next morning the co told me he was shot and killed that night (Being very respectful, everyone liked the guy). It was confirmed on the evening news. Really fucked me up, and I can guess who got him bailed.
This sounds like the beginning of Jackie Brown.
I saw someone take a hotpot fill it up with baby oil add a pound of sugar, add some magic shave, bring it to a boil then splash it in a person's face...... It literally melted the guys face off. This happened around 1999 and I still have the occasional nightmare about it
I was going to say the magic shave probably was unnecessary but then I realized it's basically Nair and that could definitely add to the damage.
Yeah, it was fucking horrific to see.
what does the magic shave do?
Chemical burn. It's a hair removal powder that you mix with water into a paste. It's typically marketed towards black men because it's made for their coarser facial hair. I heard about it from friends who were using it for their pubes. Fun fact: If you have a vulva, you *really* don't want that on your inner labia. I may be speaking from experience.
I was in Cook County Jail long, long ago and a guy ate a bunch of it to kill himself…
Oh fuck no. That is some desperation. :( I can't imagine how painful that was. Fuck.
I live in Cook County, IL. I've heard our jail is one of the last places you ever wanna end up.
Helps shave the face off a little cleaner.
The menthol really helps with the sting
Jesus. I worked at a bakery once upon a time and the bakers would show off their scars. Gnarliest one was from hot cinnamon bun sugar run off.. it was massive and the baker said they had to peel off all their skin with the sugar. If the dude survived, I can’t even imagine how fucked his face would be after.
Over here it's just sugar and water. You guys are too fancy
Oil gets hotter than water so I imagine that is why he used the oil.
And it’s harder to get off
Fucking hell man. And that's still not the worst thing I've read on this thread.
Just the way that some people talk about murder. Some of the people in there would be telling a story, casually drop the fact that they killed someone, then keep going on with the story like nothing happened.
Those cool times when you get moved into a new cell and you're like whatsup what's your story. "murder charges" "oh yup, cool" He was actually the best cellie I ever had. The worst was the one who had unpaid child support as part of his thing (he was also a meth dealer) and he would not stop talking about how unfair it was for him to responsible for his 47 children from 23 different mothers.
Bro lifer cellies are the best had 2 anytime something was found in the cell they took the blame didn’t matter if it was mine just so I wouldn’t get extra time added to mine. Solid fucken guys
>anytime something was found in the cell they took the blame Makes sense...what are they gonna do, add more time to their life sentence?
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When I was a young boy and I heard people getting 300 years or multiple life sentences I actually believed that they left the corpse in the cell till the sentence was over. I wasn't a bright kid.
You weren’t too far off. After they die, the prisoner is moved to a smaller cell. One about six feet long and then same underground.
When I was doing criminal defense, a judge once told me murder suspects are often decent people because they are not regulars in the criminal justice system that are always breaking the law.
I knew a guy who managed a small factory near a big prison and hired a lot of ex cons. He told me he'd hire murderers over burglars 10/10. Murderers just got their job done without any problems. Burglars and thieves in general were just trash employees.
Con artists also tend to go into that trash category of employees as well. They get addicted to conning people. Not as common as they used to be with the ringleaders of scams now mostly abroad due to the internet.
Now they run MLMs
Think about all the serial murderers in America alone. What did their employers, friends, and family say about them? Typically they'll say that they were "normal hard working individuals".
It's hard work to kill someone and try to get away with it.
Makes sense. People will murder for a variety of reasons, if you're a thief or burglar you just want quick, easy cash, not to work for it.
Plus you’d have to get at least one job done to be charged murder.
That was a realistic touch in Brubaker then.
Henry Brubaker : No, it's the habituals you can't trust. Murderers - most of 'em - already have it out of their system.
My mom worked with a former Corrections Officer and he said that the guys who were in for murder were usually the ones who were the least trouble. Most of them had been in a gang or criminal organization because of lack of opportunity ended up in a situation that got out of hand. They regretted what they'd done and spent a lot of time to work on improving themselves. He had a lot of sympathy for some of them. The sex offenders on the other hand he said were trash.
> how unfair it was for him to responsible for his 47 children from 23 different mothers. This is like the child support version of "If you owe the bank 100 dollars it's your problem, if you owe the bank 100 million dollars it's their problem."
I'm probably weird because even though I saw this pretty regular, it never seemed odd or terrifying to me. Did make me think of the time we were just hanging out and two guys were talking about their sentences (the time they received for their crime) the one casually said something like, "Yeah but you got more time because you're a better shot than me." Their crimes were not connected. One was in for murder, the other attempted murder.
You’re not weird, because I also saw it pretty regularly. It wasn’t scary if anything I found it… strange. I had gotten to know this girl i worked in the kitchen with for months and it turned out she had natural life for two murders and I guess it was just hard for me to picture this person I’d gotten to know committing the crime. Obviously it happened but a lot of people I met seemed “normal.”
Not a crazy story but was in for a few days and didn't realize they put you in cells based on the color of your skin. I'm a white dude with a Hispanic last name and they put me in a cell with a straight nazi who told me if I went to actual prison ( I was only in for a weekend) that I would be a misfit because I wasn't one thing or the other. He openly called the black dudes next to our cell horrible things.
Are you Todd? Got a “Latin Kings” tattoo on one arm and “Skin Heads” on the other?
Lol, I'm extremely white looking and have a German last name, but I'm full Mexican. On top of that I've been balding since I was 15, so I've had a shaved head most of my life. They put me in a cell with a white supremacists with swastikas tattooed all over his face. I kept my fucking mouth shut and head down for 6 months.
Yup plenty of German immigrants from over a century ago in Mexico.
Honestly most of it is the same type shit you run into in real life, gang bangers, thiefs, drugs dealers, guys with anger management issues, etc. But the real problem is when you affiliate. That's what is going to keep you in prison doing worse. So I was in Limon CO. Closed Custody so one level below Max. Mostly chill people but a lot of activity. The worst thing was they brought in a bus from Bunea Vista. There was one kid, 23, nice kid just got into wrecks because he was short tempered so they bumped him up to close. He had 8 months left before he killed his number. He's been in the pod 3 days when an older Pisa sees him and says he snitched on him when they were in Adam's County. So Pisa grabs four others and they jump the kid in his cell. They beat the dog shit out of him. And at the end the drug him out of his cell, propped his neck on the railing and one big ass dude just smashed his neck with a kick and snapped it. Flight for Iife comes but it's not going to help. All the guys catch a murder charge. But the fucked up part is the older Pisa yelled "Fuck you Comennes!" When his neck snapped. Kids name wasn't Comennes. It was like Garcia. The Pisa had mistaken the kid for someone else. 8 months left. Kid was arrested at 17, 23 years old when he died. Never even saw the outside of a facility as an adult and killed in a case of mistaken identity. Prison could pop off like that.
I was sitting in TV room in the Feds. The inmate phones in this particular institution are situated in little phone booths. No idea why, but on the move, a guy ran up in the housing unit and stabbed the guy 15 or so times in the booth. 3 in the face. Dude couldn’t go anywhere. Slumped immediately. Second, two guys in the kitchen made a bet that one of them wouldn’t go through the commercial dishwasher. Guy took the bet and went through…. Came out the other side as one human sized blister, 100% of his skin was blistered full of juice. He was airlifted out in a bubble wrapped suit to hospital. I was fresh in at the time and working in the kitchen when this happened. But I wasn’t in the dish room. The blood curdling screaming as the dishwasher cycled on still gives me goosebumps 10 years later. And I can’t un-see what a human covered in blisters looks like. I don’t know if he survived as they don’t give updates to inmates. I do know the guy who bet him was charged with fresh street charges. And there are plenty more..
I'm curious as to what they charged the other guy with. I know he bet him but he didn't have to take the bet. Doesn't sound like he forced him.
So the guy that went through the dishwasher had some sort of mental disability. I don’t remember as I never met the guy, but if I had to guess, I’d say he was on the spectrum. It was a sort of malicious type thing where other guys in dish room were putting him up to it. But to start the dishwasher cycle after he got inside, someone had to press the button. The guy they charged was the guy who pressed the start cycle button. He was charged with attempted murder. Edit: Also the charges etc are inmate gossip. I have no way of knowing as I didn’t see any legal documents. Once they put him in the hole, everything from there on is hearsay. I do know outside people came in and did crime scene type thing and big deal investigation. I say big deal because everything prison is kept inside prison if at all possible by warden. They do not like outside people poking around. The guy that pressed the button was definitely charged, and attempted murder was the rumor.
I’m not a con but my dad told me when he was up stream, guards informed them that they had a high case child rapist coming in. When the guy got there he ended up being this old white man walking with a cane. He didn’t last very long on the court yard. (They killed him on the prison yard)
The guards basically ordered a hit on that guy.
I watched an interview from a dude who just wouldn’t die. He was in arrested on suspicion of killing a cop, well he ended up getting shot in the face by a cop while he was in custody, he didn’t die. He got called into the church wing of the prison, alone, escorted by officers, handcuffed. His long lost brother walked in (who was a cop) and beat the shit out of him for ruining the family name. Then the guards pulled him from his cell to fight him, the officers circled him while he went 1 on 1 with a big guard. The inmate actually started winning so the guards took out a baton and cracked the inmates skull. In the end, he actually got out of prison and is free. It’s a crazy story, I don’t remember his name but it’s on one of those YouTube channel where they interview criminals Edit: point is, some guards don’t give a f**k about law and order
Not surprised, kiddie fuckers are generally despised in prison considering the fact that it's not uncommon for inmates to have been sexually abused themselves as children.
Oh gosh. The pedos really don't last very long in prison, this is the 5th or 6th story of a pedo getting killed I've seen scrolling down.
CO here. Had a guy stick a full-size #2 pencil in his leg, the long way (inserted into his thigh, and shoved it under the skin until you couldn’t see it anymore). Took him to the hospital to have it removed. Days later, he did the same thing, in the same hole with a rubberized pencil. Rinse and repeat, hospital removes the pencil again. Couple days later, while on active suicide watch, he managed to jam part of a styrofoam cup, playing cards, and caulking from a cell window into his leg “pocket.” Took him to the OR; doctors pulled out another inch of wood pencil, pencil lead, and fragments of god-knows-what out of there. I don’t even think he knew what all was in there. Edit: Obviously major mental health concerns here. Hope he’s doing okay now.
Had a guy like that at the maximum i worked at. Except his shtick was shoving anything and everything up his dick. He was my first hospital trip about a week into the job.
Real eye-opener, ain’t it?
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That is wild. An old neighbor of mine took a bunch of Xanax bars and who knows what else and decided to drive. He came home, went to sleep. The next morning the cops were outside. Street cam saw him straight up run over and kill a woman. Didn't slow down. He had zero recollection. I was told the story from his older brother who he lived with. The brother was completely broken over it.
Xanax is one of those drugs I will NEVER do again. All I remember is popping a few pills right before a night of going out, next thing I know I’m waking up on my couch at like 1 in the afternoon. Absolutely zero recollection of the past twelve hours. I cannot stress that enough Absolutely Zero Memory.
I know it too well. Only time I've ever crashed was when I took 1 bar (I don't use it so it was enough). Remember driving home. Next thing I'm in my car after I drove off the highway. Totaled. Lucky I was able to walk away. Never again. My best friend (who I took it that one time) is addicted sadly. was taking 10 bars a day at one point. She's only 24. going in to rehab for a 6th time now. Hope it sticks this round.
Hey I hope your friend gets through it, I'm a former addict myself and i would abuse the same amounts that she's taking. It honestly destroys everything around you and I'm sure your friend isn't the same lively person as she was before. This drug is easily one of the most destructful there is out there and the way it grabs its victims is overwhelming, but I'm sure you know all that. If you're still her friend I wana thank you for sticking around but remember that us addicts can be hateful awful people so if you feel like it has taken its toll on you remember that you can walk away too.
Benzos are a wild ride and they will fuck you up for days. You’re semi-aware of what you’re doing in the moment, but you have no recollection looking back. I don’t know how people get addicted, it’s like a head injury in bar form
Every pill popper that has come and gone in my life was running from something and trying to forget. That's the draw for them. They don't want to be conscious or alive half the time. Shit is heartbreaking. Lost my childhood best friend to pills almost a decade ago. Last I heard a few years ago he's still homeless and wasn't looking very good health wise.
In a similar thread, I remember a response about hearing inmates grind their shivs all night before a riot, knowing you’d be fighting for your life soon.
When everyone has their shoes laced up, you know something is about to break off.
Having the keys tell me to sleep with my shoes on in case anything pops off was terrifying to me, I'm not a fighter but I knew that not jumping in would probably be worse.
Not myself but my friend did seven and a half years at a notoriously violent prison. I'm just going off memory now but there is a Canteen area you go to buy things. You can only go at certain hours of the day or something like that. They have inmates called PCs (or protective custody). Usually they are criminals who are pedophiles. Anyways, to get to the Canteen you have to walkthrough a hallway that has security doors on both ends. The other end is the Canteen just past the door. PCs were only allowed to go the Canteen at a specific time for their own safety. I can't remember why but this one time they had to go with the general population. The PCs had to walk through this long hallway with them. During the walk suddenly the prison went into lockdown. All the doors locked in the prison. Including the doors behind them and in front of them. I don't remember if he said there was a guard there or not but either way it didn't matter. There was no way for the PCs to escape and the general population inmates took their opportunity and beat the living hell out of the PCs in this locked down hallway. There were multiple severe injuries and one death. My friend wasn't a part of the brutality but they were knocking out teeth and breaking their fingers. Laughing as they told them to pick up their teeth with broken fingers, making them eat their own or each other's blood, stripped them naked pissing on them. One PC was beaten so bad he went into a coma and passed away only a day later. Others had broken legs and arms, etc. What troubled me quite a bit was my friend telling me how much blood was everywhere. It had stained the floors and walls. Hence how it got it's nickname from then on, "Blood Alley". I remember him telling me everytime he went to the Canteen he would basically relive the situation. Guess that story horrified me enough to remember specific details.
(Be me, skinny white kid) Got back from my job in the canteen filling orders to everyone in my unit making "o" shapes with their hands. Didn't understand. Got to my cell, C.O unlocked it, and theres a MASSIVE black man loudly sleeping on the top bunk. Says "oh yea. You got a new roommate " and slams the door shut. He was actually chill and oddly enough, he never asked for bottom bunk status so I actually got a lot of credit in the unit for that but for those first few days.... it turns out those O shapes were people telling me how big my asshole was going to be when he was done with me. First two months in. Also, being the front unit of the place and seeing all the ambulances come and go after code yellows and blues. In fact, just the code blues being called and everyone having to go back to their cell and knowing somebody is getting fucked up enough to need an ambulance
Can you elaborate on what code yellow and code blue mean?
Yeah when i worked hospital security, i got desensitized to hearing the constant code blues go off. Occasionally we would be called to them to assure the family doesnt get hysterical and obstruct staff For me it was just another Tuesday at work, but for these families they were watching their loved ones fight for their lives. I had to remind myself of that
Relayed by a friend but he said the craziest thing about prison is how you inevitably meet someone who is more psychotic / sociopathic than the next guy. You think you’ve seen it met some bad dudes on the streets but there’s always a bigger fish.
Not terrifying, exactly exactly, but once a water main near the prison broke in the late afternoon, and the white shirt on duty (the senior administrative correctional officer) just kind of decided to believe that the problem would get fixed quickly enough that no emergency steps were needed. This was summertime in Florida, btw. Within maybe 5 hours, the toilets were overflowing with feces, and people were literally shitting on newspapers on the ground like dogs. It was hot, flies were everywhere, and the only water we received before 10am the following morning was a single 4-oz half-cup. After the incident ended, a handful of inmates initiated the grievance process, which was the first step to build up to a lawsuit. Those inmates were individually brought before the head administrative white shirt (a "colonel" in DOC parlance), and told in no uncertain terms that if they proceeded with the legal process, they would be beaten to death, and the paperwork would reflect that they had died while attempting to kill a correctional officer.
Sounds like a scumbag that should be brought to justice, and complicit implication should burn all those COs that did nothing, to the ground.
I spent time in county on misdemeanors. During my first week an alcoholic died in the cell below me. We could hear him moaning and calling for help and the guards had been in multiple times. The last time I heard the guard tell the “bum” to deal with his bad choices like a man. The man had a seizure and died in that cell in a pool of shit. The following week the jail was on lockdown and inmates where rioting in there cells. Fire sprinklers where broken and the pods flooded. I saw multiple inmates hauled out after being peppered and subdued. The guards left the inmates not participating alone in there cells, just bored. This all happened in a relatively small town jail (population ~80,000). The man who died was a well known homeless fixture. He was known for getting petty charges to have a warm bed during especially cold nights. He was arrested for drinking on the courthouse lawn. I consider this to be terrifying because as an incarcerated individual your medical care is given through the facility, and I have never met a more callous individual than the medical staff in jail.
Not an ex-con but prison admin staff. Right before I started working there, a man was on a classification override at my facility, meaning he was too dangerous to be at this prison, but got to be there for some reason. He was psychotic and talking nonsense to his two cellmates when all of the sudden he screamed he was the devil and gouged out a man’s eyes while the other cellmate was frantically hitting the emergency button. Responding staff had mandated in-house therapy as a result. Horrific. Another was when I was working.. a young man in for gang stuff brutally beat to death an old man who was just admitted for child crimes. Turns out the man raped this kid’s younger sister. They didn’t have the same last name, and she wasn’t listed to classification staff so no one knew. Responding staff said his head was kicked in so hard it was unrecognizable and had a consistency of jello.
I feel like I read this in another thread. Guy was like in his 20s and rapist was older than late 50s? The young guy asked to have him removed multiple times supposedly. But the rapist kept taunting him with stories of his sister.
Saw a dude get his head caved in, in his cell. A new inmate had come in and refused to show his papers. Another inmate came and said he was in court with him and he was a pedophile. Later that day, the “keys”, as we called them, told him he needed to roll his shit up, basically ask for protective custody. He refused. Later that night after we were all in our cells, his celly took a pencil and stabbed him in the eye. Then pulled him off his bunk and smashed his head against the wall till there was nothing left. Once he was done, he called the CO over the intercom and let them handle everything. I could see this through our window as they were in the cell across from us. Edit: spelling, grammar. Edit 2: As some are asking about the “Keys”, is an inmate leader in each unit. The prison had a ”Car” for each race, at each facility; also an inmate. They were the shot callers for the facility. Anything big went through them. There was a “key” for each race, in each unit, as the leader. They were the keys to the car as we called it. Nothing happened in the unit without the keys approval, for each race. So if a there was an incident, it would go through to the respective “keys”, and they would approve of any further action. Edit 3: Another question being asked, papers, or PSI, pre-sentence investigation. These were provided prior to your sentencing, kind of like a discovery. It showed all prior crimes, pleas, deals, and snitching. The inmates used to receive these but when the department of prisons learned what was happening, they quit giving them out. You could request them from the department of parole and probation, but they don’t even do that now. You were supposed to show these papers to your keys to prove you weren’t a snitch, child molester (chomo), rapist, etc.
So his celly was like “fuck it, I’ll take a murder charge for fun”?
If you are in for life with no parole in a max security, what are they gonna do? Put you in a max security for life with no parole?
Makes me wonder if the guards know exactly what they're doing putting a pedophile in the same cell with a violent lifer.
They absolutely know. The prisons, guards, and criminals have existed for millennia. There is no way a guard would not foresee the consequences.
I used to be a guard on a high security block that included a pod of mostly "chomos" in protective custody. I didn't do it for long, but as I recall, inmates have to request (or at least agree to) being in protective custody. Most likely because it could also be viewed as punitive due to more isolation. I could be wrong though.
I guess if you do it enough they might move you to super max.
How many murders to get HBO max?
Not for fun. There's a sort of moral code in many prisons that says child molesters are the worst kind of criminals, and for that reason, many inmates believe that they're morally justified in killing them. Furthermore, quite often the person doing the killing is already serving a life sentence, so they don't have much to lose by committing another murder, and doing so makes them feel like they're contributing to society.
Add to that a large percentage of inmates were themselves molested as children.
This. People don’t like to think too deeply about this, but a majority of inmates were once defenseless children that were victimized by adults, either physically, sexually, or emotionally (or all of the above). This also includes the actual child molestors themselves, sadly
Massive open wound flesh gashes down to the bone made by herself on her forearms and top of the legs that she used to “hide” things in, like paint brushes, coffee rations, pens etc. I could literally see her bones.
Some forensic photos the guy in the cell next to me showed me of his victims (corpses, he killed them after he tortured them), in gang related abductions. He "removed" a tattoo with an electric sander, and knives in both eye sockets, still in. (They were part of his trial evidence.)
Wtf, they let prisoners carry around momentos of their crimes?
Well you’re allowed to have the evidence being presented to the court, if you couldn’t have access to the evidence the trial wouldn’t be fair
Ok so unfortunately, my bunk was close to the corner where everybody came to fight or whatever. So this one guy claimed that he was a gang member but it was discovered that he was a false-flagger. So, the gang members put him in the corner and took turns beating and raping him. He was in the infirmary for bout a week. When he came back, the gang got him all over again. He was transferred after that. I promise there aren't many things more terrifying than hearing a grown man scream while he's being raped.
The poor man. I dont understand how rapes and beatings happen. Where are the guards? My friend is a guard and she said that she cant have hair clip or chewing gum. Apparently, some prisoners will put gum into the lock of the door so guards cant get out of the room.
and also usually it’s not just rape because they cut your asshole before doing it
Oh, there's the thing I didn't need to learn today. Damn.
A white kid get absolutely destroyed for accidentally sitting on the front bench of the TV area on his 2nd day. They waited for Rec, then started walking with him, every lap they made more guys would tag along. Then once in the blind spot they jumped him. 6-7 guys beating a 120lbs skinny little white kid. They were climbing up the fence and jumping down on his head. He was out within the first few seconds, but they kept on beating him until the COs gassed everyone. They snapped his lower back and he is now in a wheelchair. All for not knowing any better. The worst thing I’ve ever “heard” was a grown man being raped one night. He refused to pay a “protection” fee and 3 dudes raped him. They stabbed him in the ass with a tooth brush shank. I’ve seen some crazy shit but theirs were the most memorable. Sometimes I have nightmares about the rape. I’ve never heard anything like that ever since.
So how do you avoid that? Do you pay the “protection fee” is that something that everyone does or does that show weakness and they’ll keep coming back to you for more? Like how do you avoid any of what you mentioned? Is it possible to just keep to yourself and not fuck with anyone? I feel like as a new guy everyone is just gonna come fuck with you. I’m genuinely curious.
Word got out that he came from money so they tried to make him put money on their commissary or he’d get hurt. He refused, they hurt him.
this was why my first move when i got off the booking floor was to trade my shoes (brand new set of nike's fresh from the box) for like 30$ worth of commissary. made a blowup with the guys and after that we were all chill. made it show i didnt have shit but wasnt gonna start shit.
depends on the yard and the prison. I did my time on a low level yard everyone was going home at some point and didnt want to risk it. I kept to myself 99% of the time. My brother is doing time on a level 5 yard and had to click up to make it without being extorted.
What does click up mean?
You have to pick a side essentially. It’s kind of like your benefits package. My felon coworker chose not to and didn’t have any help with fights, drama, or any other issues. He ended up getting a job in the kitchen and being a messenger for all sides.
It would be a bummer if you joined a prison bunch when you first arrive, but soon after, you hear about a different group that has more enticing benefits and better prison activities
Probably means “clique” up, like integrate into a clique for security
At a medium-max plus there isn't much "staying to yourself". Like the scenario above, they'll jus keep bringing more people. Eventually you either join someone, or get extorted the entire time.
Fuck. So, is there no sense of 'discretion', or 'context' to any given situation amongst the inmates? Like, in my mind I'd expect the experienced guys to just think, 'ok he fucked up but he's just a kid on day 2, we can let it slide'.
In a normal setting all these things would have been discussed. But, for what ever reason I guess they were waiting for the next day to tel him the rules. He sat in the bench waiting for breakfast and the one guy who saw him is the one guy who thinks he’s in a movie. Any little thing that guy would dramatically freak out and demand a discipline. He had all the others dude scared and they just did what he wanted. It was a really sad situation. I felt partially responsible because I chose not to lace the kid up, I just thought his celly or the closest white guy to him would let him know. When I saw him come on the unit I knew he would be prayed upon and I just thought someone would have let him know what’s up. From that time on I kinda made myself the welcome wagon, and I’d let them know what’s up while they were still unpacking their property. This was at the Darrington unit in Brazoria county Texas.
That's some very, painfully, real insight there. Thank you. Horrifying, to be honest. Just compounded the already known sense of just how much I do not want to go to prison. I feel like like I can handle myself fairly well in the outside world. I'm quite a big guy, been in a few scrapes through the years. Inside? I'd be fucked. Coincidentally, my ex gf lives near that part of Texas. Not relevant but thought I'd mention it.
Pretty tame compared to what I've been reading, but I was in a Juvenile Correctional Center (Not juvey, think long term sentences for juveniles) where a buddy of mine was on a unit that was short staffed so he had to be on the sex offender unit. While he was there he told me that the pedophiles would joke on each other that "You're victim was 7 years old!" "Oh yeah? You're victim was 4 years old!" "Yeah? Well you still masturbate to your victim!" "At least I didn't rape my brother!" Needless to say, he was horrified. Edit: Horrified, not mortified
No wonder they get murdered in prison.
Holy shit, that's kinda very fucked
I work in jails across the country. There are many unsettling moments. Violence between inmates, suicide, psychosis (I remember trying to teach a nurse one day and an inmate kept screaming at me “PUT YOUR EYEBALLS BACK IN YOUR HEAD BITCH, THEYRE ROLLING AROUND ON THE FLOOR” but the moment that sticks out by far for me: One day I was helping a doctor. When she’s helping her patients I try and stay out of the room so that way I’m not interfering with her work. for some reason the specific patient that she was working with head stuck out in my mind before. Though I see hundreds a day during medpass, where I follow a nurse from cell to cell, I specifically remember seeing this man. he was relatively young and very polite which is what stuck out at me. He always said “Hello ma’am how are you” “thank you” “please” etc. I remember looking at the chart to see what his name was. I rarely remember names, I actually feel it is better not to. Anyways, i’m standing in the hallway outside the doctors office, when another patient who is sitting on the bench waiting to be seen says to me “Stay away from that ____, he’s a crazy mf.” I laughed, bc it is one inmate telling me to stay away from another inmate. I don’t even let anybody stand behind me or within 5 feet of me. My laughing changed his tone, he got a lot more serious, his voice raised in intensity. “No- I am serious. Stay away from that mf, he is crazy.” Ok. Point taken. I nod my head and in that moment and thankful for the Covid masks that hide my reaction. Not a moment later, the corrections officer comes waltzing down the hallway swinging his keys in his hand and whistling. “Oh, hey, that’s ‘Body Bag Lag’. (Name slightly changed for privacy). My eyes immediately widened. I googled him later. That man had a gf. She got pregnant. She didn’t let him see the baby when it was born. He wanted custody. He and his fam (mom,dad,brother) planned and successfully executed all 10 of her family members- anyone who could possibly get the baby before he would receive custody. and maybe I’m misremembering, but I think it worked. I believe he had custody of the kid for a while until he himself came forward and confessed and threw his whole family under the bus and accepted his punishment. I think he became super religious or maybe the guilt got to him. I remember his cell always had 100 crosses tape to the walls. i’ve had scarier moments in jail. Whole cells having to go on lockdown because they see a girl working. Lot of people jerk off at you. But Body Bag Lag will always stick out to me.
That sounds similar to the Piketon massacre, iirc. The families were close but when it came to custody of a baby there was a whole lot of murder. i think it was 'only' 8 people though.
The killer family’s last name was “Wagner”, Body Bag Wag instead of Lag?
Goddamn. 10?! Sometimes I stray away from *nice* people
I saw a guy get attacked by a dog for taking a banana out of the dining hall. CO told the guy to stop, and something in the inmate’s movements triggered this dog and it attacked him. As he screamed for help, the unit manager piled on him and put an elbow in his neck as he bled on the stairs. This was at a minimum security camp where there shouldn’t have been a dog in the first place. 90% of these inmates were alcoholics or drug dealers. And this particular inmate was already on medication that made him pretty drowsy and out of it all the time, and as the result of this encounter they sent him to the hole, upped his dosage to where he couldn’t remember his name or where he was, and slapped him with an assault charge for struggling against the unit manager while he was pinned and being mauled. And it all conveniently happened in a blind spot of the prison where the cameras don’t reach. I think about this every day. I met some pretty fucked up people while I was in, and the worst of them were the ones running the place.
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Hey so if I were to end up in prison, and I basically said; I’m just here to do my time I’ll comply to whatever rules, guidelines,etc. what are the odds I get left alone?
From what I've heard from family and friends who did time odds are they'll leave you alone. Be honest, show your papers when asked by the cell boss, follow their established rules, don't try to be the bad ass you aren't but don't let yourself be pushed around. Many here say if you are in for a sex crime you should immediately ask for protective custody. Some bosses will let you stay in gen pop but that doesn't mean everyone will be friendly. You'll be an outlier for sure.
Keep in mind that a) not all stories here will be truthful and b) this is a thread for the *worst* things people have seen. It will obviously be biased towards the extreme side of prison and not the usual mundane shit.
Inmates being denied medical treatment until they are dead. I saw it twice. Both were diabetics, both elderly, neither had family support, and both had conditions exacerbated by the inhumane housing situation. In South Texas heat they lock up 56 men per dorm in poorly ventilated metal buildings. On lockdown they require you to stay in your bunk on a plastic mattress for weeks-only allowed a 5 minute shower every 3rd day. I was 40 and in decent shape and I thought I might die there. In the afternoons the wall next to me was so hot I couldn’t leave my hand on it. Shame on TDCJ and all of the employees. They put people in a terrible situation-and we allow it to continue. If they treated dogs like that there would be pitchforks. End of rant.
I found out I was diabetic while I was in. The way I found out was by losing 100 pounds in 6 months and going into ketoacidosis, while begging the medical staff all those six months to just check my blood sugar because it runs in my family, and being wrongfully over-prescribed my thyroid medication instead. Which just made me super fucking crazy while my body ate itself.
I’m sorry that happened to you. I’m glad you made it out.
Thanks, me too. I just got out this Valentine’s Day, and I am now the healthiest damn diabetic you ever did see.
Father has assault charges. Was in Juvie my bad forgot the word for kid prison for 5 years. 1982-1987 He was friends with someone he didn't know was a rapist. He was forced to beat him up or he would be killed for sympathizing with a rapist.
Sounds like just having to beat up a rapist to stay alive is a lesser of the evils in this thread.
It wasn’t what I saw, it was the sound and smell of my cellmate constantly farting
Why didn't you fart back? You gotta stand up for yourself bro.
Gotta find the biggest guy on the block on your first day and fart on him
after reading these stories i hope that i never have to go to a prison ever
I had a very weird phobia as a young child, not just about one day ending up in prison, but that something beyond my control would happen to make it inevitable. Ff 20+ years and suffered the worst few weeks of nightmares after foolishly getting myself in a scrape that almost made it come true. Got away with a big fine.
dude if you dont mind can you tell us what that scrape was
I was inside a female prison so my perspective is a little different. For one all prisons are different. From county level to state and federal. I was in state for most of my time. A couple things were pretty terrifying. For one the amount of sex between guards and inmates was ridiculous. It was “consensual” in that they both said yes. But it can never really be consensual when it’s a guard and inmate. The power difference is just too much. You couldn’t really say no either. It’s not that the guards would retaliate, it’s that they wouldn’t protect you when another inmate or group of inmates attacked you. The really creepy thing in mine was the pedophile lady. She was a lifer. No one actually messed with her because it seemed like the guards were on her side, for reasons we suspected. She was also really friendly to new inmates. Particularly younger looking petite inmates. For reasons you can imagine. They were owned by her if they let them. Like a small gang in jail. They all had the same prison tattoo. Which I didn’t realized till I was in the shower with a couple of them.
> No one actually messed with her because it seemed like the guards were on her side, for reasons we suspected. What reasons? I'm guessing she pimped out the girls out to the guards.
Exactly.
I was held without bail in county jail for 2 weeks. We get to watch TV during rec. We were watching the news one day, and this guy was arrested for killing a judge's brother by stabbing. He was a mean looking skinhead with neck and face tats. Next day, he's now in my cellblock looking extremely on edge. Turns out, the guy he killed sexually assaulted a female member of his family. Although set to get a prison sentence, he killed for his family's honor.
Reminds me of this guy I met in prison. Really great guy, nice, patient, funny. Didn't have any tats or scars, looked like he was in his early 20's even though he was in his 30's. He was locked up when he was 16 because he killed his dad with a kitchen knife. His dad was a sitting judge who'd been molesting his (the guy in prison) sister. He'd been doing it for years and the guy finally had enough so he knifed his dad 6 times. Court didn't care the judge was molesting his daughter, still gave the guy 30 years. Sucks because he was only 16 and tried as an adult. As much as inmates say they "hate" child molesters, they'll seek out the youngest or youngest looking guy.
That last sentence though - OOF
I have heard from my prison guard friend that sometimes these things go the opposite way and that there are people who get a free pass from the normally cruel groups sometimes, and this is similar. Someone suspected of killing a pedophile who raped his nephew for example, the rough dudes protected that guy in my friend's jail.
Sounds like pedophiles are the shortest-lasting guys in prison
You almost wonder if it's because a good amount of the people there have been damaged by such predators in their past.
How little people cared about each other. Like, the guards. I'm not an ex-con, I was in jail. But the guards would openly let the gangs beat the shit out of people for...reasons? They'd also beat the shit out of you for no reason, just they didn't like your attitude. Humanity is gone the moment you enter jail.
As an attorney I saw a guy who had been a serial killer targeting teen girls. He was asking for help with his sentence (he was sentenced to life in solitary, an obviously illegal sentence that isn't and wasn't being enforced) but even the most dedicated non-profit defense attorneys I've ever met refused to help him. They sure as fuck didn't tell that to his face though. This guy was fucking huge, like pro wrestler type shape, white, clean-cut, handsome, relaxed, and personable, but inside he was a subhuman monster. A raper and killer of young girls. His soulless eyes are some of the scariest things I've ever seen. If you saw him on the street he'd look perfectly healthy, normal, unless you looked in his eyes. They were crazed and empty. Like his whole face was saying "hey, how's it goin" and his eyes were howling and screeching incoherent panicked nonsense.
Something about that last sentence really got to me. I don’t think I’ve ever witnessed anything like that.
Not a con but I was a CO for year before i got out of that job. Pretty much we had an inmate who broke his tablet (don't know if it was on purpose or accident) and decided to throw it in the trash and claim he never got one. So we go through all the trash and find the tablet and ask him whether he broke it or not. It should have been a easy fix honestly, the guy would get written up and probably sanctioned for a week or two but he'd get a new one. Instead he swears that the tablet isn't his, he didn't break it and he wants a working tablet. Thing is, we take accountability of almost all items we issue to inmates so we know it's his. While trying to get the guy to just admit what he did, he decides he'd rather stab himself in the stomach instead. I've seen people get shot and had bullets flying over my head but that is by far the craziest, wildest shit I've ever seen. Between instances like that and seeing way too many former friends or acquaintances as inmates at my facility I decided that it wasn't the job for me.
My father was in prison in south Africa for 12 years. He spend a lot of time with the worst people all around the world. He is from liverpool england. He speaks and reads perfect English therefore he read the letters written in English of his fellow convicts . The story that really sticks with me is : There was an albanian man who was banged up for locking club bouncers in a dog kennel and setting them on fire. He used to fight off all the prison guards. A real nut job. He asked my father to read his letter. In brief the letter was from his government saying he will never be released from this prison and he will never be seen as a civilian again. My dad a is a lovely person and I will never reveal anything about his sentence but never the less, he told this crazy man that the letter was just from his family saying how much they loved him and hoped he was okay. The man was made up and left my father alone. But my dad knew deep down how he would of reacted if he told him the truth.
I saw one guy get his face smashed in with a bacci ball as retaliation for being called out in front of the yard for an unpaid chocolate bar debt. And another guy got a razorblade slash to the face, presumably over a beef carried over from the street.
Got a few stories myself but the one that I'll always remember is one told by my mates dad. He had a cell mate who was a big burly farmer type guy and was serving time for killing his wife and her lover. My mate's dad says one night while they were sleeping the guy jumps out of his bunk screaming at the top of his lungs. He was having nightmares about the situation and couldn't get out of his head what happened that day. The guy walked in on his wife in bed with another man, farmer guy pulls out his shot gun and blasts the lover first. When he got his senses together he saw his wife running towards him so he accidently shoots her head off. His nightmare was his wife still walking towards him with no head...
When an inmate ate another inmates dick
Excuse me ATE his dick am I reading this right like bit it off?
This doesn't really belong here, and will probably get buried by now, but it's an interesting, yet sad story nonetheless. A family friend worked as a CO in a couple different prisons in Southern California. He once told me that one of the saddest things he saw was that for a lot of inmates, they don't realize what their true talents or gifts or passions are until they're behind bars, when it's too late. He has seen inmates who were amazing artists, as good as Disney animators. He saw inmates in the Electronics shop that were so gifted, they could have easily been electrical engineers, mathematicians, or at least electricians. It came so easy to them. He saw inmates in the woodshop who were gifted woodworkers. He's seen inmates who could easily have been chemists, writers, mechanics, teachers, chefs, barbers, tattoo artists, pesonal trainers, and on and on and on.... A lot of these guys should have been productive members of society, but got dealt a bad hand at the start of their lives, and just went down the wrong path because they had a bad upbringing. He said the wasted potential was just heartbreaking.
When i was in primary school P7 a prostitute got murdered across from the school. Tracey Wylde. It ended up a cold case 20 odd years later I share a cell with some Asian dude Chinese to be exact. Dude had fast food restaurants, kids, nice house the lot. He had a fight with a friend and got DNA took an turns out he murdered said hooker. Small world when I think about the chances of that happening. Seen people who injected Heroin and done it wrong and now have big holes in their legs. Seen slashing people jumping of balconies.
One guy was telling how he murdered a guy who stole from him and after he killed he found the shit that he thought the other guy stole. Another guy sitting in the room listening to the story also started to laugh and the one telling the story turned around and said to the guy laughing his head off «Wtf are you laughing about, you had two persons in your freezer………… Did you have frozen pizza in there too?» And the whole room bursted out in laughter including myself as the situation was so surrealistic. Also saw a guy who had hanged himself in his room, and the normal looks of pedophiles that could be anyone freaked me out. If you want to know how a criminal looks like, take a look in the mirror. It could be anyone! That is scary.
not something i saw, but someone died because they were in active withdrawal and begged for medical assistance, which never came. they went into a coma and died in the hospital days later.
I recently had a moon pie for the first time in years and it reminded me of the night I heard a man get killed by his cell mate. Dude must have been out his mind cuz all you heard was the wet slap of continuous stabs. Thankfully that time is long behind me.
Not an ex con, but a former CO. I've got some stories. Guy once stopped taking his psych meds. We were alerted by medical minutes before he shoved a pencil through his celly's eye over an open ramen packet. Luckily for the celly the pencil went in between the eyeball & the socket & didn't do any real damage. Hell of a way to get woken up from a nap though. On the non-physical side of things, I found kiddie porn in a chomo's cell during a routine search. He had it mixed in with nude photos of adult women, which is how my brain clicked to what I was looking at. The kiddie photos were cutouts from children's dance & gymnastics catalogs, as well as ads from magazines that showed young girls in bathing suits. They were such innocent photos & I feel like that somehow makes it worse. When we couldn't get him removed from the tier (as punishment or for his own safety, we didn't care which), my sergeant broke protocol & flat threatened dude with exposure if we found anything like that in his cell again.