This letter was written by a person incarcerated at Folsom.
Early to bed, early to rise, makes the man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Or am I in a rush to conclude the day, and start another just to see my hopes diminish.
Helpless, my hands are tied, and I’m forced to watch my fellow man pass away. I owe a debt to society, I plead with the powers that be to put me on the front line of the fight. It’s either that or sit here and wait for one of the COs to come personally hand me a case of corona. I wasn’t too fond of corona as a beverage, even less as a virus.
We are at the height of misinformation age. Whatever this pandemic is, it is not a hoax. My debt to society only requires a certain number of years to be forfeit, not my entire life. This is a deadly virus.
So anyone knowingly having the virus to go around other’s who do not have it, is clear and reckless endangerment and is no less than attempted murder. They sent officers from Folsom who didn’t have the virus to prison that at the time were hot spots, and then had them return to their original posts.
For the most part the inmates perform the majority of work done. When there is a major lock down they resort to critical works. When it’s something of their magnitude, the COs are forced to earn their check. Because they are forced to earn their pay they turn around and take out their frustration and anger out on us. This is manifested in so many cruel, unethical and psychological fashions.
