Intake at Shelton

Intake at Shelton

     After my sentencing hearing, I was sent from King County jail to Shelton which is Washington State’s intake prison.  I was sent there near the end of November and upon my arrival, about 2AM, I was placed in a room about 6×6 feet, cement floor, cement roof, and cinder block walls and a steel door.  The bus we road on had no windows we could see out (they were blacked out) so we had no idea where we were.

     It was cold enough that I could clearly see my breath, I would guess around 45°F, clearly there was no heat and it was pretty much at the outside ambient temperature.

     I was told to strip off all my clothes, which they then took, leaving me completely naked in that cold room for at least 45 minutes.  I rapidly went from goose bumps, to shivering, to violently shivering, to lying on the cement floor in a fetal position violently shivering, before they finally tossed in a pumpkin suit and said to put it on.

     They want you to know, right off the bat, that your life is in their hands and they can make it as miserable as they like or take it altogether on a whim.

     There are some very good people working within the prison system and there are some extremely sadistic bastards.  The bad employees make the job more dangerous for everyone else as well as prisoners.  As a prisoner, you can file a grievance, but you aren’t allowed to bring witnesses to a hearing and so it comes down to the officers word against yours making the whole process essentially meaningless.

 

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     Lately I’ve been sleeping longer hours than normal and having really intense and often very strange dreams.  Sometimes I feel like I need a rest from my sleep they are so intense, today was one such day.

     Today’s dream I was set in a world where all food production was indoors inside of factory farms.  These farms had no human workers, everything was done by highly advanced robotics.  Lighting was artificial.  I don’t know what we were doing for energy but it was obviously abundant.

     These factory farms were often underground and many floors allowing the surface of the planet to be close to it’s natural state.

     Crime was a big problem with very conventional guns.  Criminals often carried machine guns, I had a semi-automatic pistol.  There were people who wanted to kill me for reasons which were not apparent.  I felt I had an advantage in a one-on-one with the pistol because it was light, I could aim and fire faster than someone could aim and fire a machine gun and it was usually the first bullet that counted.

     I used to dream of more ordinary day to day things.  Not sure why my dreams have taken this turn to the bizarre recently.  Probably just a brain tumor or something similarly inconsequential.

 

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