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I divide my time between recycle and writing. Currently writing Frog Gravy, a nonfiction jail and prison account in Kentucky. My web site is: froggravy.wordpress.com CraneStation on Twitter

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DECEMBER 27, 2011 11:42AM

The Bat: Frog Gravy 73

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When Gregor Samsa woke up one morning from unsettling dreams, he found himself changed in his bed into a monstrous vermin. 

-Franz Kafka
The Metamorphosis

Frog Gravy is a nonfiction incarceration account.

Inmate names are changed.

Frog Gravy contains graphic language.

McCracken County Jail Cell 107, winter, 2008

I am turning into a bat.

I wear a cape to fend off the cold. I am going blind from the fluorescent lighting. I wear a towel on my head. I speak very little. I have hair on my face and on my body that I have no way of controlling and it embarrasses me.

My cape is my greying thin sheet. Sometimes I put the grey square scratchy wool blanket on top of the sheet, but it itches me because I am allergic to wool. When I  asked for a cotton blanket, the jail staff refused because I was unable to provide documentation from an outside physician stating that I am allergic to wool.

I am in the toilet trying to brush what is left of a tooth that lost a crown. I have asked to see a dentist for more than a moth now, to no avail. 

I have just taken a shower. The cell has no toilet paper, and so, when you have a bowel movement, you have to cup your hand underneath your crotch, and make a run for it, out of the toilet area and through the cell to the shower stall. Someone must stand guard, because the inside of the cell is visible to the hallway occupants. The hallway occupants are usually working Class D men, because Class D women are not allowed to work hallway jobs. No one wants the working men to see them running through the cell naked with shit and piss cupped in one hand, and so we look out for each other. In the shower, you use the other hand to depress the push-button spout that issues a ten-second spray of cold water. Some inmates use rags after they pee, but after a bowel movement, you really have to do the shower thing.

In the cell, YaYa works on a grievance about the lack of toilet paper and we all sign it. It says (picture coming with update- we currently have a nonworking camera):



We have been without tissue paper for 8 hours or more and the 2nd shift is telling us to get it on the 1st shift, they are too busy now. We are without tissue and no guards will bring us any.. We've asked and still no tissue. The jail gets money for state, federal and county inmates. There is no reason we should have to drip-dry. We are not animals.

The response reads:



You are given allotted amount of t/p and feminine products. You must use them accordingly.

Meanwhile, in the cell, Meg says to Lea, "I have pinkeye. Isn't that contagious?"

"It's incredibly contagious," says Lea.

Christie says, "I can't afford to get pinkeye in my eye socket. I can not afford to get pinkeye."

I say, "Write a note to the doctor."

Tina says, "Wash your hands."

"I do wash my hands," says Meg.

"They won't do nuthin,'" says Lea. "They want you to get full-blown pinkeye, so everybody in the mutherfucker'll get it. I've been here when everybody in the place had it."

Down the hall, Harry shouts from his isolation cell, "PLEEEEASE! Somebody,HELP!!"

On the television news, the Amish men, six or seven of them, are in court in neighboring Graves County. Their hats are off and they are quiet. Displaying a large reflective orange triangle on their horse-drawn buggy does not coincide with their religious beliefs, and they are opposing the charges. Graves County is eager to accommodate the Amish in their county jail, and so the jail has pre-ordered dark gray outfits for the men.

I am actually sort of an autistic bat. I speak little, because I want to avoid conflict. It does not help that much. Inmates make fun of me anyway, because I am not from here, and because I took my case to trial. But it is okay that they make fun of me, because everyone is in pain anyway.

I write because there is absolutely nothing else to do but listen, write down what I hear, readjust my towel hat and my cape, and fold cranes out of paper scraps. For breakfast we had applesauce, sausage and cereal; for lunch we had a hamburger patty, corn, an apple and green beans, and for dinner we had a hamburger patty, sweet potatoes, carrots and cake.

I wander to the hallway window and read a new sign that is posted there, regarding a new clergy visitation policy. The letter is from the jailer, and it is lengthy. It says in part:



Clergy Visitation Policy

The staff at McCracken County Jail recognize the importance of one-on-one clergy visits in the rehabilitation of inmates...

However,to ensure the safety of...

The gist of the lengthy letter is that the jail will now limit clergy visits to entombed inmates by narrowing the times that clergy can visit, and increasing the red tape for both clergy and inmates to coordinate such visits.

The new policy is out of grave concern for inmate safety, and it is authored by the same folks who walked the bleeding pregnant woman in premature labor down the hall in handcuffs.

The newer, safer Policy:

-Clergy must now show their theological licensing credentials and documents to the  jail staff, and the staff must approve the credentials.

-Hours for clergy visits will be limited to:

8:30-10:30 M-F (no weekends)

(11:30-4:30 M, T, Th,F (no weekends)

-No more than 30 minutes per visit.

-No lay clergy will be allowed. (So much for the laity! ie: nuns and deacons)

-No more than 2 visits per week.

-Clergy must be listed on a visiting list and the visiting list must be approved by the in-house jail chaplain. In other words, if you are not from the area, or if you do not happen to know any clergy in the area, you are shit-out-of-luck.

There are 450-475 inmates warehoused in this jail at any given time. Non-religious texts and educational materials are banned. The only materials allowed are specific types of religious materials. Okay. So now, we agree to get to know God better, and what does the jail do? They limit clergy visits.

To insinuate that clergy, many of whom have ministered in this jail for a long time, somehow compromise inmate safety during brief visits over the phone behind bullet-proof glass is insulting to the clergy who dedicate ministry to this jail.

Meg leaves and vacates her prime real estate and we all rotate our positions in the concrete and steel cell for four, that will soon house six again, as soon as Meg's replacement arrives. I am in line for a choice spot on a steel bunk next to the cement wall. I started at the beach, between the toilet and the shower on the cement floor. Then I moved to the mountains on a top bunk where the lights were in my face, but now I am hoping for a cave before I lose my eyesight. 

In my cave I reflect on the clergy visits and surmise that if I were to ask for a Shaman or a Unitarian, I would be deemed a witch and burned at the stake. Eventually, I dose off.

My dreams become trapped in the walls.

[cross posted at froggravy.wordpress.com]



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"The staff at McCracken County Jail recognize the importance of one-on-one clergy visits in the rehabilitation of inmates...However..."

Soooo familiar-
From the CDCr 28 page visitors guide handbook “encouraging”
visitation:

"The California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation (CDCR) recognizes the importance of visitation and encourages families and friends to visit as often as their circumstances allow."

HOWEVER-

Between rolling lockdowns, (you know the real reason for all those lockdowns)-
Restricted visiting hours: Sat & Sun 8:00-2:30-
Restricted scheduling hours: 7:00-8:00am & 12:00-1:00pm-no more than 2 weeks in advance. (That’s to schedule an appointment to visit an inmate in a prison housing 4,363 inmates. [178% design capacity.] So, you can imagine how DIScouraging it can be trying to break through the busy signal to make an appointment.)
And the distances family and friends have to travel because inmates FROM So Cal are sent TO the north and vice a versa. (I travel nearly 600 miles round trip.)
Not to mention all the CRAPTASTIC “encouragement” I didn’t list, it’s kind of hard to believe the CDCr truly recognizes the importance of visitation.
We have GOT to shine more light of day on the California situation, JustAnotherAJ. Keramet Reiter (Berkley) wrote an excellent piece called Prison, Snitch or Die that is worth the read, but we need to get more inmate input, if at all possible. The proliferation of SuperMax sensory deprivation/torture cells makes this difficult, but we must try. Here is the link:

http://escholarship.org/uc/item/04w6556f
Thanks for the link CS-I'm on it.

"California has more prisoners incarcerated in supermaxes than
any other state, BY A FACTOR OF TEN;" (pg 7)

"California...justice policy TRENDSETTER...as a SELF-CONTAINED criminal justice system in itself." (also pg 7)

Title of a future post:
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Corcoran and Pelican Bay-founding fathers of the Green Wall-telling.
Is there a current hunger strike that you know of?