1/8/2012 3:29:09 AM
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SteelCity43
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I was a CO for the feds for 7 years and I can personally tell you that 85-90 % of what you read here is true
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i dont know what some guys went through but with me , it was the worst ; the first time i went in they had thier eyes on me because i wusnt so big as them and i went in the first night and they rapped me and i wusnt a punk after that , you learn to give respect , a few months later i was fighting alot , and they put me in the red suit which means violent instead of orange so i started to get respect by the crips but mostly by the bloods
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I am not sure where these people have been doing time but I spent most of my 20s and 30s in state and Federal prison. The Feds came after the first term in the state. Ended up in San Quentin which in the early 80s was still about a little something although it was not nearly as bad as it once was.
I was a 23 year old pretty boy from the beach. 6'3" 160 lbs and everybody had their eye on me. Bottom line it is how you carry yourself, the first thing I did was buy some dope and got burnt. It was not the money but the principal. I got a piece and handled my business on front street. Spent a few weeks in Ad Seg & caught bus within a month. NOBODY would testify which meant no case. Never looked back and have never left anywhere in the system unless my head could be held high. From the Mexican border to the Oregon and a dozen in between. If you carry yourself with respect, people who are trying to turn you out in any form, will find someone who is easy. Everything being equal, these cowards that attempt to make themselves feel like they are about something by victimizing a weaker person, will always take the path of least resistance. If they know you will put steel in them for any disrespect, they will stay in line.
Of course I turned out to be a Front Line Soldier and liked it as well. But I too was one of those idiots who victimized others until I figured out what a punk I was acting like. I say "acting like" because I did something about it. The idiots who do their number in that manner are the punks. 95% of the convicts I know don't have the epiphany that I had, but just know that it is all about being a man of respect.
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Prison saved my life. I was doing alot of drugs, bound to quit school, and headed down a dead end street. In 1986 I was arrested for murder, and in 1987 convicted of Armed robbery and homeinvasion(murder dropped). I started in Statesville, where you learn to fight real fast. I joined the Simon City Roayals, worked out, went to school, and learned a trade. I ran some missions for the Royals, but I always kept my nose cleaned. Prison is about respect, you earn and give it. Don't let anyone take from you. I got out in 1992, got a job, pay my taxes, and raised a family. Prison is a part of my history, but I live my life from what I learned in there. I never been back.
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My friend has been inside prison since 1987. He kidnapped a drug dealer because they administered drugs to his neice. It's not right, but life for kidnapping is not right, either. How can our justice system allow many evil-doers to go free while it keeps inside for over 20 years someone who kidnaps a drug dealer that hurt his kid? This makes no sense.
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It was hell. I got raped 3 times a week and it was awful because the gaurds never knew about it. It was always at night.
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Yo, the soap rumor is true, dawgs. But the crack is nice in the bucket and people go tits-up all the time. Also my prison TATS is fly G-Unit and I shanked some people. I just got a new tear trop tat, so that makes ten.
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It was a dark night, and i was cruising through the wrong side of town - the north of Baldwin Park - when I suddenly run into a North-Sider outside of his house and did some blasting. The Northsider got away. That was at age 19. The next thing i remember, i was sitting in 4700 in the Los Angeles County Jail, a month passed on and i was in a super-maximum facility (pbsp) Pelican Bay state prison. The craziest prison in my eyes when the lights went off after the cell-check. People shouting for help because their cellies would rape teir other cellies and murder was and is a norm in that prison. Blacks dying every other day because one of us southern mexicans would handle. i realise that in prison east side Bolen Park was not what i was fighting for - it was for the south and my life.
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