TRUE JAIL UNDERCOVER: "F BLOCK"
Goliath's very proud that he's been able to help some folks rise up from some low down dad blasted hell life they was living to a better life. Sometimes, as they say in AA you got to hit the bottom before you can start going up.
This next tale is from a FOG (friend of Goliath) that has managed to escape from that world. But, don't kid yourself...back in the day it was another story. Here's this fellow's story:
F BLOCK
F Block ...
I had the bottom buck for medical reason and the guy that slept on the bunk
above me was in for stabbing his wife numerous times. It's no longer alleged because he
was convicted. He wore a yellow jumpsuit meaning he was violent or suicidal. Well come to
find out he was. Wake up call came one day at 6 am like every other day except this day
when we all stood for role call he didn't so the Co's (correction officers) started yelling at
him over the loud speaker and he never moved so they asked me to go wake his ass up. I
tried to no avail. In they came and started trying to wake the guy up. finally they took his
ass out on a gurney and to the hospital. apparently he had been saving his meds on med
call and took them all at once.
"OFF TO SOLITARY"
another time on the same block.... A new guy shows up in the block and I had seen his
name on a motion of discovery asa CI Confiditial Informant so I shared that little tid bit of
info with the guy I was setting there smoking a cigarette with. Needless to say the info
spread very quickly. within and hour the guy come to me asking why I said that and a
bunch of the guys were ready to beat the hell out of him. there was an all out riot about to
happen and in came the CO's with all their riot gear
pointing rubber bullet guns and yelling
for everyone to get on the ground. We did as we were told. when it was all said and done
and questioned were asked as to how it had all started it was found that I was guilty of
almost starting a riot. Off to the hole (solitary confinement) I went.
With the blood disease I have and stress being a major trigger for the disease to flare up I
was getting sick all the time. After getting sick many times I was on bed rest 100 % of the
time unless I was eating or showering. I was going to the Er (emergency room) all the time.
The sheriff really didn't know what to do with me so they got a bright idea of putting me on
the west side in individual cells. A couple days later I woke up in the middle of the night with
a swelling attack in my throat and panicked because losing air trying to breathe and not
being able to yell all I could do was beat on the door and make noise that way. it felt like
forever but finally they did a walk through and rushed me to the ER.
Another swelling attack was in my balls and they took me to the ER and this time it was a
woman CO. Later when we got back to the jail she had jokes saying that if I'd stop playing
with myself I probably wouldn't have that problem.
HOLY SMOKES
People in jail are very ingenuitive. They use a styrafoam cup to make ink for tattoo's. They
burn the cup under a stainless steel toilet and scrape off the soot and then mix that with
water and vaseline to make ink.
to roll a cigarette they'll use BIBLE pages.
My favorite was they paper from a Hershey
chocolate bar. Not the outside paper but the white paper withthe aluminum paper that
covers the actual cany bar. imagine seperating that foil off the paper. it's very time
consuming but when all you have is time it really doesn't matter.
This next tale is from a FOG (friend of Goliath) that has managed to escape from that world. But, don't kid yourself...back in the day it was another story. Here's this fellow's story:
F BLOCK
F Block ...
above me was in for stabbing his wife numerous times. It's no longer alleged because he
was convicted. He wore a yellow jumpsuit meaning he was violent or suicidal. Well come to
find out he was. Wake up call came one day at 6 am like every other day except this day
when we all stood for role call he didn't so the Co's (correction officers) started yelling at
him over the loud speaker and he never moved so they asked me to go wake his ass up. I
tried to no avail. In they came and started trying to wake the guy up. finally they took his
ass out on a gurney and to the hospital. apparently he had been saving his meds on med
call and took them all at once.
"OFF TO SOLITARY"
another time on the same block.... A new guy shows up in the block and I had seen his
name on a motion of discovery asa CI Confiditial Informant so I shared that little tid bit of
info with the guy I was setting there smoking a cigarette with. Needless to say the info
spread very quickly. within and hour the guy come to me asking why I said that and a
bunch of the guys were ready to beat the hell out of him. there was an all out riot about to
happen and in came the CO's with all their riot gear
for everyone to get on the ground. We did as we were told. when it was all said and done
and questioned were asked as to how it had all started it was found that I was guilty of
almost starting a riot. Off to the hole (solitary confinement) I went.
With the blood disease I have and stress being a major trigger for the disease to flare up I
was getting sick all the time. After getting sick many times I was on bed rest 100 % of the
time unless I was eating or showering. I was going to the Er (emergency room) all the time.
The sheriff really didn't know what to do with me so they got a bright idea of putting me on
the west side in individual cells. A couple days later I woke up in the middle of the night with
a swelling attack in my throat and panicked because losing air trying to breathe and not
being able to yell all I could do was beat on the door and make noise that way. it felt like
forever but finally they did a walk through and rushed me to the ER.
Another swelling attack was in my balls and they took me to the ER and this time it was a
woman CO. Later when we got back to the jail she had jokes saying that if I'd stop playing
with myself I probably wouldn't have that problem.
HOLY SMOKES
People in jail are very ingenuitive. They use a styrafoam cup to make ink for tattoo's. They
burn the cup under a stainless steel toilet and scrape off the soot and then mix that with
water and vaseline to make ink.
to roll a cigarette they'll use BIBLE pages.
chocolate bar. Not the outside paper but the white paper withthe aluminum paper that
covers the actual cany bar. imagine seperating that foil off the paper. it's very time
consuming but when all you have is time it really doesn't matter.
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