This letter was written by a person incarcerated at Folsom.
We have been without visits for almost a year, the fallout from just that will rear its head for years to come. In here we are on a different time scheme. So certain simple acts that most take for granted might dictate the entire course for the rest of our lives, something as simple as an in person visit on some random Saturday. We are being treated as if we have gone exploring some cave in China and got into an altercation with a bat.
We are suffering losses like everyone else except we have people intentionally trying to make the situation more uncomfortable than it already is. The free world is the only hope we have, so to sit here and watch what is taking place is very disheartening and upsetting. And top it off with some idiot going out of their way to incite some sort of disruption, this is a potential powder keg.
We cry foul (write grievances) cause if we don’t cry foul it may end up in a “flagrant foul.” It’s bad for us in Folsom because they are doing things in an arbitrary fashion. They are violating procedures.
No one is taking this seriously, but they should because once we have nothing else to lose, then there’s nothing to lose and when it gets there, it’s bad for anyone there.
I myself have had to use the mental health services behind one of the officer’s turning me into the object of their attention. And all I want is to be left alone to do my time. Even with the overcrowding in our prison system, this is the loneliest place in the world. The only attention I’m getting is from some psychologically disturbed individual. And it’s the wrong kind of attention.
Under these conditions, it would almost be impossible to rehabilitate a person unless they have an unrelentless will and a support system. Jesus. And whoever else one may turn to in time of need.
Picture how I’m roll’n but hold’n it down.
But now I’m being analyzed, mistreated and abused every time they make they rounds.
(10 days straight. No showers, 10 degree temps!)
And our main concern was how the free world was coming along.