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« Reply #30 on: January 09, 2006, 03:02:00 PM »
Later that day we were transferred to Freehold Youth Detention Center, which is right near Asbury Park, N.J.(I have "Greetings From Asbury Park" on vinyl, great record, pro'ly Springsteens' best) On the way the cops warned us to stick together, keep each others' back, etc.

When we got to the Freehold Detention Center we were each put in seperate cells, by ourselves.  There were hardly any white kids in there besides me and my H.-bro.  Most of the kids were black and Puerto Rican.  I was there for a week or 10 days or so.  It was a rough place but I managed to survive it without gettin into any fights or puttin' my tail between my legs either.  There are some crazy stories I could tell ya about my time in that joint but maybe I'll save that for later, this story is long enough as it is.(See appedixes 1 and 2 for stories about Freehold Detention Center, Monmouth County N.J.)

So after a while I was extradited back to VA to stand before a Fairfax County judge.  The Fairfax cops who had come to pick me up were in plain clothes in an unmarked car.  They put shackles around my ankles and cuffed my wrists.  I had to wear a heavy, wide leather belt around my waist and a long chain ran from my ankle shackles to that belt.  My hand-cuffs were also attached by a chain to the same belt.  There were a lot of chains on me and of course i was in the prisoners uniform.

It was a bit of a drive down the interstate back to Faifax.  At one point the cops decided we had better pull into one of those interstate plazas to get something to eat, you know the kind with a Roy Rogers and and a coffee shop with vending machines and a gift shop 'n' all.  The state and federal flags were flyin' high in the wind.  

The cops parked the car and got out.  Then they got me out.  I had to walk into that place all chained up.  Ever'one was lookin' at me kinda sideways.  I couldn't walk very fast because the shackle chain was only about 12 inches long.  It was an agonizing walk into the Roy Rogers.  I felt righteous in a way, because I knew I was bein' persecuted by a corrupt system on the other hand I felt a strange kind of shame too.  Mothers with young children looked at me in fear and hustled their children along before me.

The cops took off my cuffs long enough for me to eat a hamburger 'n' fries and then escorted me back to the police car.  We started down the interstate again.  They suggested to me that I pro'ly knew a lot of drug dealers in Faifax and would I be interested in workin' for them as a narc.  I tol' 'em noway.  The radio was on  and I remember "Help" by the Beatles came on and it was the first time I really listened to the lyrics:

"Help!, I need somebody,
Help! not just anybody,  
When I was younger, so much younger than today-ay I never needed anybodys' help in any way,
But now those days are gone and I'm not so self-assurred...
Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the door
Help me if you can I'm feelin' dow-own..."etc.,

Yeah I had alot to think about durin' that ride, in my chains, in my police car cage...
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« Reply #31 on: January 09, 2006, 03:20:00 PM »
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On 2006-01-09 11:21:00, starry-eyed pirate wrote:

  I remember the hard cold clang of that cell door closin' on me...


I remember that too, and all the forboding, and the nice lady (reminded me a lot of Mrs. Cunningham from Happy Days) checking on me from time to time. Really, I think it was like a suicide watch or escape attempt watch or something, cause I never did get that extra blanket I asked for when she asked if everything was ok.

I hope w/e it is Pirate is doing.. he is feeling the same, Alive! and Free!
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« Reply #32 on: January 09, 2006, 03:20:00 PM »
Finally we arrived back in Fairfax and I was taken to Faifax detention(See appendix #3), which really was a Holiday Inn compared to Freehold, or $tr8.

After about 3 weeks in there my court date came up.  I was taken to the Fairfax County Courthose and placed in another holding cell with some other poor folks.  My public defender came and tol' me that I was lookin' at 1-20 for Grand theft auto.  I had heard all the horror stories about bein' raped in jail while I was in group.  One particular story I'll never forget.  This older cat stood up one time and talked about how he was gang-raped by 4 or 5 dudes.  He was shakin' so bad he could hardly even tell the story.  I was pretty fuckin scared, I have to admit.  Then my public defender came back again and tol' me they would accept a plea if I copped to unauthorized use of a vehicle, which changes the category of my charges from a felony to a high misdemeanor.  Well that was great news to me and I accepted the offer.  I went in front of that Muther-Fuckin' judge in hand-cuffs and he explained to me that I was being sentenenced to one year in jail, then he explained that he would suspend that sentence if I completed treatment at $tr8 Inc.  Failure to complete the program would result in my incarceration.  At the time I was actually grateful to be goin' back to $tr8 instead of jail.

Thanx for listenin' to my story...I know it's long, but I had to tell ya what happened to me.

Fuck $tr8.  Fuck the law.  Fuck authority.

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« Reply #33 on: January 09, 2006, 03:24:00 PM »
O. The End.
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« Reply #34 on: January 09, 2006, 04:09:00 PM »
Did you go back to Straight? Started all over again? did you have to get up in group and tell what you did & what happened? did staff let you tell group of your alternative to that lesser plea vs going back to straight?

What happend to the other foster brother? did he go back to Straight too? Was it his girlfried that called the cops on y'all?

I bet telling all that was exhausting. But I bet it feels good to get it out.
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« Reply #35 on: January 09, 2006, 04:35:00 PM »
Well, yeah tellin' that story took a toll on me, but yeah it feels good to get it out.

Yeah, so I did go back to $tr8, and was started all over yet again(that was my 5th start-over) and yes I stood up in group and told the whole story.

I don't know what ever happened to my host-bro.  Kinda sux cuz we were friends and at that point obviously shared a common bond.  I never saw him again.  Once at a Dead show at the Cap Centre though, I ran into his older brother who had also been in the program.  I asked him about his brother but he was wasted and just told me: "Oh he's fine...You know Host-bro"

I don't know how the cops knew where we were.  We made a lot of mistakes and were pro'ly not too hard to track down.  Droppin my "druggie girlfriend" off at the cop-shop was a big mistake.  The cops pro'ly got a lot of information out of her.  Bringin' her along was the biggest mistake of that whole ordeal.  Should have left her at her house.
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« Reply #36 on: January 09, 2006, 06:23:00 PM »
Did you finally 7 step?
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« Reply #37 on: January 09, 2006, 08:21:00 PM »
yeah. By the time all this went down I knew how to progress through the program pretty easily.  Had made it to 3rd phase 3 times already but copped out each time.  I could go through the brainwash program if I wanted to and so I did that under the duress...uh...mentioned.  My final program was only 7 months.
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« Reply #38 on: January 09, 2006, 09:06:00 PM »
Freehold was a wild place, for sure.  There wuz all kind a cats in there.  Mostly black cats and some Pueto Ricans and then us whites.  The white kids all ate seperately from the other kids and I ate with the white kids too, so did Host-bro.

One white kid had carved his arms all up in some ridiculous effort to claim insanity for his crime, whatever that was, I don't remember.

The cafeteria was right next to the indoor basketball court.  There was a clear plexiglass window that began at about 3'n'a half foot up the wall.  It ran the length of the dividing wall between the court and the cafeteria and went higher than anyones head.  This made it easier for the guards to watch all the inmates whether they were shootin' hoops or still eatin' or just hangin' at the table.  There were no other options.  You either played basketball or sat at your table and talked or somethin' until it was time to go back to our cells in the block.  The black and the Puerto Rican kids mostly, all shot hoops and the white kids sat around and talked.  I could shoot hoops but knew there'd be a fight if I tried to enter the game.  I would go out on the edge of the court and hang out and watch, and those mother-fuckers could play and they were bad.
Then this black kid, not too intimidating, about my own size come around and started tellin' me about James Brown and had I heard o' James Brown ?? 'n' all...So he does his James Brown immpression and wants my help gettin back to his feet 'n' all.  I had never heard of James Brown at the time and had no idea of the humor I was missin'.  I just laugh about it now  :smile:

One day in the classroom at Freehold we had a substitute teacher, or maybe there was just a high turnover rate at that job.  Even in Detention they make you go to school, but of course it was a joke.  The substitute was standing in front of the class...trying to get some respect.  Her desk was in the front of the class and she was trying to address the class of juvenile delinquents as she stood next to it.  Our desks were seperated from each other in rows.  In the back of the classroom was a row of approx. 7 foot tall bookshelves which weren't very full of very much of anything let alone books but there were some books scattered about its shelves and maybe an old typewriter or some old maps 'n' such, they were really just storage shelves.  There weren't any windows to the outside as far as I remember.

After a while the sub. teacher was able to get some control over the class.  She began to try to teach her lesson.  Occaissionally even askin' the class a question and even gettin' an occaissional right answer.

Then from the back of the class I heard the words "Teacher...teacher...I have a question..."

I saw the look on the teachers face.  Her jaw dropped, not completely but some, and her eyes stared for a moment.  Ever'one in the class turned around to see what she was lookin' at.  The one Puerto Rican kid who seemed like he was closer to 21 than 17 was lounged out across the tops of like 3 of the bookcases, with his shirt off and his pants all the way down and his schlong hanginin' over his leg.  Ever'one laughed.  It was hysterical.  The teacher didn't know how to respond.  :rofl: .  She just had to try to get some control again and try to ignore what was happening. That was a wild place for sure...
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« Reply #39 on: January 09, 2006, 09:29:00 PM »
One day in the hallway just outside the cafeteria I watched as 3 of the guards beat this big black kid with their clubs...and dragged him away somewhere.

A few days later I was lined up right behind the same kid in dismissal line(for lack of a better term), you know the guards make you line up single file before they transport you anywhere.  And this big bad-ass black cat was in front of me.  As we were walkin' along on our way back to the cell-block he suddenly turned on me and asked me what I said about his mama.( He was real threatenin')  I tol' him I didn't say nothin 'bout his mama.  (Whoa man).  He just looked at me real hard for a few seconds while I gave him a look of resosolution back.  He backed off, but fuck that was close.
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« Reply #40 on: January 09, 2006, 09:54:00 PM »
I had a small cell to myself with a cement bed.  I think there was some kind of a thin mattress or somethin and I had a pillow. There was a metal toilet in the corner.  A slim rectangular window allowed in the moonlight at night.  When I was a small child riding along at night in the back seat of my parents Delta 88, Oldsmobile and my Dad would be singing:

"I went to the Animal
The birds and the beasts were there,
The big Baboon by the light of the moon'
Was combing his auburn hair,
The monkey he gort drunk,
And sat on the elephants trunk,
The elephant sneezed,
Fell on his knees and that was the end of the Monk, the monk, the monk!!

And I would look up at the moon and think that it was followin' me.  I thought it was my friend...flyin' along next to me along the tops of the trees.

At night, in my cell I would sit at my monastic window and pray to the moon.
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« Reply #41 on: January 09, 2006, 10:04:00 PM »
O. -starry-eyed pirate ::dove::
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« Reply #42 on: January 10, 2006, 02:48:00 AM »
that was an interesting story pirate......i have one i'd like to tell....but i don't want to "step on your toes"..... :lol:  :lol:  :lol: my story didn't happen to me,well 2 stories,one did happen to me.....the one that did happen to me,put me in str8,the one that didn't,happened when i was in str8....don't know which is better,but i think the one that didn't happen to me,had a more profound impact on me.....it happened in the first 3-4 months i was in there....if any of you want,let me know and i'll tell you the tale....it had a profound impact on why i didn't cop- out or "split" as they called it when i 1st went in there!{they changed the term "split" while i was in there because it sounded cool/was a druggie slang}funny how "split" was changed for its druggie slang..but "heavy/heavies" didn't!hell,i used the word "heavy" in my days before str8!Other than being in Fla. and being from Va,this story is the reason i didn't try to leave! let me know...hippie564
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« Reply #43 on: January 10, 2006, 02:53:00 AM »
Well, I'd love to read it.

The legislature is to society as a physician is to the patient. If a physician ignored side effects of medications like today's legislators ignore the side effects of their legislation, the physician would be accused of malpractice. I accuse today's legislators (with rare exception) of legislative malpractice. Many of the ills that are so obvious in our society are a direct result of previous legislation. Their solution? More laws!
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« Reply #44 on: January 10, 2006, 09:14:00 AM »
ok...i'll write it......hippie564 :smile:
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