A blog about a woman sentenced to one year and one day in a federal women's prison camp and was sent to FMC Carswell for a crime related to her history of compulsive gambling.
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Friday, October 18, 2013
From Dragonfly: The Neighborhood
Living in the unit is just like living in any neighborhood - except it's all women (minus a few boi's here and there). There are the old ladies who hang out on their sitting walkers, just like the ones that would be on their front stoop, watching the madness, but keeping as far away as possible. There are the ghetto kids, loud, obnoxious and seeking attention. Going in and out of the SHU is a part of their normal existence. There are the drug pushers - those who somehow steal their meds before they are swallowed and sell them for a pretty penny. There are the hustlers, who will do absolutely anything to get what they want, but never spend their own money. There are the rich kids, who have a new pair of tennis shoes practically every month. There are the welfare kids, who need to look to the trash to find a used pair of tennis shoes. There are the whores, who will sleep with practically anybody, and the lovers, who will only sleep with each other. There are the prudes, who are disgusted by the scenes of affection, and the voyeurs, who do not participate, but love to watch. The gossip is rampant throughout the neighborhood, regardless of what "clicks" one fits in. There are racists, republicans, democrats, and non-political people. There are those that feel "entitled" based on however they were treated prior to coming the neighborhood. They will make anyone that stands in their way of leisure feel sorry they crossed their path. There are the news junkies and the sports junkies. There are the equivalent of old men, who play cards every day to pass the time. There are the servants (unfortunately), who do other people's laundry and iron every day for survival. There are immigrants and citizens to the neighborhood. There are too many languages to count. People tend to hang with "their type," even if they are friends across the lines. Everyone is fearful of the "police" and what they will do when they enter the neighborhood. Suddenly, everyone will behave... some will "suck up" to the police, most just try to keep their head down. There are those people who live solely in the past and what their lives were like before coming to the neighborhood, and those who live in the future imagining what life will be like once they get out of the neighborhood. There are those who are high all the time and those who are trying to stay off drugs, but have a hard time doing so. There are the kids who wear their pants below their butts, and those who look like nerds. There are kids who always have big headphones on, and those who ask them to turn down their music. Yep, being in 1 South is like being in any city neighborhood. We can't escape the reality of what got us here and we all have to deal with each other's existence one way or another.
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