One Reason Why Prison Is Better Than The Street
One of the few reasons jail or prison is better than the street/free world is whenever you have a problem with someone you can deal with that individual with almost no repercussions from law enforcement. Especially today with most people walking around on anti-depressants, psych meds, high out of their minds on street drugs, or people just being plain old-fashioned assholes.
On the street if you get into a verbal argument, most times one, sometimes both of the parties involved will call the police. Then they show up and if one person laid a finger on the other person it turns into a big deal with court hearings, criminal charges, lawyer fees, and sometimes prison time and probation or parole. That’s corny as hell. Nowadays everyone is recording everything, and even if they aren’t recording there’s cameras on every traffic light, doorbell, ATM, storefront, etc. You can’t escape the camera.
In jail/prison when you have a problem with someone – and you will have a problem with someone – you can handle it right there without having to worry about cops, lawyers, etc. The most you might have to deal with is the prison hearing where they decide if your “guilty” of mutual combat and if you should be placed in the hole/segregation. In all the jails I’ve been in both parties go to the bucket after a fight…unless one goes to either the medical unit or the hospital.
The administration usually won’t press charges if you trash someone unless it’s life-threatening or the other person dies. Then you have a new charge and you’re pretty much fucked. Other than that, your free to get busy at will. When people know the outcome of any goofy shit they think they’re gonna try to pull is – at the very least a beating and the most a few holes in their neck and chest – they tend to keep their mouths shut and heads down. Too bad these bozos on the street can’t/won’t do the same.
That’s the main reasons jail/prison is better than the street. Somebody wants to talk some slick shit, you crack their forehead open with a dustpan broom (the old school wooden handle) or a mop wringer. I’ve seen both of those do serious damage. That’s why they are considered weapons of choice right after the wacks or bangers or shanks or whatever they call ’em in whatever jail you’re used to frequenting. In Philly it’s a wack or a banger. Anyway, as I was saying, there’s none of the social media back-and-forth bullshit, also known as “the rah-rah shit”. You can just get right to it.
And in some of the jails you can literally kill someone before any type of CO reinforcements or C.E.R.T. (County Emergency Response Team) shows up. Shit, in CFCF back in 2002 I saw a group of inmates actually kidnap another inmate from their neighborhood, tie him up with bed sheets & stuff him under a bed, and have someone call his people to demand a ransom or they were gonna poke him up. Lucky for him his people cared about him lol. Shoutout to A-2-1 & D-1-3 at CFCF.
Today most people are cowards. They run their mouth on nut-ass Facebook or Twitter but when, if you’re lucky enough, you bump into them on the street they’re whole energy is different. They wanna kiss your ass and try to shake your hand and be all buddy-buddy. Eh-eh, ain’t gonna happen in the jailhouse. You run your mouth you better be able to throw them hands at the very least. My last bid I just finished this past March, which was 31 months, was crazy as hell. The Covid lockdown was just ending and all the younger inmates were wild as hell.
I might have seen 2 or 3 fights, everything else was stabbings. One clown that tried to burn someone for a pack of Newport 100s, worth about $300.00 in jail, got stabbed in his bed while he slept. These younger kids actually pile up over each other trying to be the first to stab someone…if you’ve ever seen World War Z, remember the scene when the zombies were climbing over the wall in Jerusalem…that’s what it looked like. Shit was bananas.
But I have to respect the violence because in jail you, well I as well as other frequent fliers, know exactly where everyone stands for the most part. Like they say on Twitter: fuck around and find out. I already know what it’s hittin’ for in the jailhouse so I avoid the bullshit. Others seem to dive in head first and most times they are dealt with accordingly. Rightly so, because nobody who is in an already-shitty situation wants to be bothered with someone else’s bullshit. Keep that shit to yourself you get smashed.
The math is simple and it works all the time. I wish more people on the street played by these rules. Instead everybody wants to be a tough guy until it’s time to be a tough guy. This new shit going on in the street is corny as hell. Rats are accepted back into the fold and are free to walk the streets with no repercussions for telling on people & having them sent up for years. Back in the day this never happened. A rat would disappear, either on his own by staying away from the people he fucked over, or the streets would disappear him. Period. Now they come home and get right back in the mix with friends & family of the people they set up or ratted on. That never happened years ago.
In closing, I guess I’m gonna have to accept the way things are today. I don’t have to like ’em but I do know how to act around civilians. It’s just hard to bite your tongue, for me at least. Especially when some clown just won’t shut his mouth. But in today’s world if you smash the shit out of someone for running their mouth then you’re the one most likely to be ordering commissary and calling collect from the jailhouse. Keep that in mind next time one of them suckers tries to lure you in with the rah-rah shit.
