The sure way to test the depths of boundaries of any person’s love is in suffering. By it, both love and the opposite of love are exposed in raw, unmasked & shameless form. The suffering either brings us profound appreciation for the lovers we’ve known or spend fantasy in, while on the opposite end of the spectrum any anger, spite or discontent burns from an ember to a raging inferno …
Of all the sufferings to know or become intimate with, that of solitude reigns supreme. The silent suffering of voices which merely echo back at you in a place of existence untouched by any form of humanity; laughter, affections …
A man, woman or child held fast in the maw of despair or adversity can find refuge in the companionship, the connection and collectiveness of even others whom suffer such ill fates …
I’m struck with with the thought of slave songs. Hymns sang collectively throughout the toils of forced labor which lifted the spirits of the subjugated bringing some solace to the tormented.
Solitary confinement works so terribly well because the only company you have is your mind which you’re in constant struggle against. You let down defenses. And the mind snaps under the pressure of sensory deprivations, and the torture tactics of your captors becoming just another mad laughter of bellowing outrage dancing gleefully, mischievously, along the surface of an age-old dungeon in South Texas’ summertime …
The polluted water must be choked down in copious amounts in the 100 days of hell each year as the temperatures inside this redbrick oven soar 20 to 30 degrees above the heat outside. Holding onto it long after the natural world has cooled rendering us unto listless, sweating, saline puddles until just before sunrise as the process repeats … It’s no wonder why shaved is the expression amongst longtime residents as lack of nutrition, tainted water and zero sunlight will rob any of their vitality over a course of time.
Amongst all the other dehumanizing atrocities enacted upon the confined, a receding hairline is an added weight upon the shoulders of an over-laden slave to a corrupt system of justice. Like those slave songs, the small freedom of shaving the shame away is some solace … The effects of solitary are often permanent.
Long after paying any debt to society is over, the ones forced to endure such torture remain broken. It is said that just a single 30-day period is ruled inhumane, that even such a time can alter your mindset…
I’ve been in solitary since 2014. I hurt no one, never attempted escape, and the only way out of this hell is by the approval of a biased (STG) security threat group sergeant who has his own show answering to no one, warden included. His distaste for my activism and outcry concerning these horrid conditions, the administration’s disregard for humanity and our fights as humans have made me the very object of his personal, vindictive sadism. Richard Stowe – an angry kid with a magnifying glass, and we’re the ants and object his malice … My only hope is to come out of this with my ability to love still intact & not twisted by bitterness borne of the cruelties this world’s “good guys” are free to enact upon us without restraint. The act of torture is a grievous crime of which someone gets much more prison time than the [judges?] given to me. But that torture is sanctioned & condoned by Texas justice.
This is to any who’ve seen this article. You’re the only defense I have against this torture. To make a difference you can log on to TDCT.gov website and look up Region 1 director Michael Upshaw. If you’ll flood him with emails that for over 3 years I have been trying to enter G.R.A.D. under Richard Stowe (STG) on Eastham Unit to be released from seg. But he won’t let me. This is retaliatory torture for my work in exposes.
Also I never ask for support but want to thank those who have done this as it is needed and deeply appreciated. Remember this comrades – your efforts no matter how great or small are the collective tide which destroys the fortress of the elites whom in some way confine us all … Don’t just email once, flood them, tell your friends!!!
Love and solidarity for ever!
COFFIN, NOAH JACK
2665 Prison Road #1
Lovelady, TX 75851
(or write him via Jpay.com)
By Jason Renard Walker, Deputy Minister of Labor – NABPP
As prison guards had the door of D-Pod Cell 203 opened, the body of a prisoner, who appeared to be Hispanic or white, fell over by the entrance; a large pool of blood ran out of the door, dripping down to the first tier.
It was like a scene directly out of a scary movie. Lying in his own blood bath while his cellmate slept, this prisoner, bound to the confines of isolation, tried to remove himself from this reality because of its overbearing torturous conditions and degeneration of the mind. He’d never openly contemplated committing suicide, even his own cellmate didn’t have a clue.
On the night of Feb 17, 2019, around 9:10 pm, this unknown prisoner waited for his cellmate to fall asleep before cutting the main vein in his arm, putting his green jacket on, then sitting by the door so he could bleed out uninterrupted. I actually saw him put his jacket on and sit down. I assumed the substance by the door was shower water. There was too much to suspect blood, plus the cell was pitch black. He seemed to be cleaning.
Prison guards can’t be credited for having the half-dead man removed from the cell. Rather the credit should be given to his cellie, who happened to wake up to use the restroom. Instead of calling for medical assistance, the two pod guards waited for another guard to bring a wheelchair. It never arrived so the other occupant in the cell grabbed a sock and tied it around the bleeding arm. This was nearly twenty minutes after I saw him sit down, and five minutes after the call was made.
He was eventually pulled from the cell and made to wobble to the infirmary, beyond medical staff’s knowledge.
During my previous seven years living in environments such as the Clements Unit, it felt like I had seen more suicide attempts (several successful) and prisoner death cover-ups than I’d seen my own reflection. This by far is the most bloody and gruesome, surpassing Clements Unit prisoner Todd Hines (who tried to cut his face off)1 by a long shot. And it is probably the most emotionally impacting, as I was reminded that I was sent here for a bogus staff assault case, and that this, and a lot more, is what awaits me.
During my first two weeks in two-man cell solitary (close custody) here at the Allred Unit, I was awoken to see an unconscious black prisoner, who’d tried hanging himself, being pushed on a gurney past my cell. The condition of these two prisoners is unknown.
The cause and effect of inaction
In environments where evil is being practiced, there are the evildoers, the victims, the survivors, and those witnessing everything. Very rarely are prison staff the victims, and in situations where they do obtain this role, it was because the entire event and written reports were fabricated by them, their subordinates, and high-ranking staff, like a major or warden. And you also have those prisoners and staff who pretend not to have seen or heard anything out of fear or reprisals or just to so-called “keep it real”, or because they dislike the abused.
It is not the evildoers in prison settings that make the environment a hazardous place to live, but those who are aware that these acts are taking place, but do nothing to stop them.
During the 1990s, the Corcoran prison in California became infamous for its “gladiator fights” that took place in the Special Housing Unit (SHU) section of the prison. There, guards would set up fights between prisoners, bet on the outcome, and in some cases gun down the fighters as if they were restoring order from a riot, much like how the losing dog or cock in a fight is killed after its owner loses the bet.
Corcoran isn’t the only prison where such events have taken place; here in Texas at the Allred Unit, gladiator fights are the norm and ironically no bets are being made, the only requirement is that the duelers be non-white prisoners and blood is shed. Other than that, the fighters are forced to stay in the cell and fight until the observing guard is satisified. In the three gladiator fights I’ve seen in this SHU-equivalent environment, the victims were instigated and forced to fight, even when they didn’t want to.
On Feb 24 2019, around 11:15am, prisoners David Morales #1588442 [see affidavit below] and Brandon Miner #1749081 had an altercation and decided it would be best if one or the other moved to another cell. Miner contacted the D-Pod officer and explained that if he or Morales wasn’t moved he’d “beat his ass”. Sgt Bright, a fat racist slob, came to their cell and said he wanted to see them fight. If a move was to be made, he wouldn’t do it until he saw lots of blood.
Miner stated that he wanted to fight but Morales was unwilling. Bright instructed Morales to get off his bunk and fight. When Morales refused, Bright told Miner to attack Morales, and that he would then take care of their problem.
Miner refused to attack Morales, so Bright stood by their door, coaxing Miner into fighting. “I was on my bunk, the Sgt made me come down to fight or he wasn’t going to do anything about our situation. I had one foot on the stool and one on the toilet when my cellie took off on me [attacked]” Morales explained in a note he sent me.
I watched Bright and a slim white guard who came with him, look in the cell staring as bangs and rumbles slammed against my wall. No effort was made to stop the fight, Bright even had a big smile on his face that vanished when the fight stopped. Bright became irritated that they wouldn’t continue, and even commented so.
He turned to the other guard, then imitated what he saw, mockingly. He declared both to be “pussies” for not mauling or stabbing each other, and patiently waited for an encore. Miner was removed from the cell and taken to another pod. Neither were evaluated by a medical staff member.
Morales did mention that Miner had just come out of a coma after an incident where he had been stabbed by a Hispanic prisoner at the Ferguson Unit, and the Miner was having nightmares and flashbacks, and wasn’t supposed to be housed with Hispanic cellmates.
More gladiator fight attempts
On Feb 14, 2019, several white guards made an effort to get me in the gladiator octagon, but I didn’t bite. An extremely mentally ill prisoner named Raheem Drummond was abruptly moved from D-202 cell to my cell, D-208. He was half my size, I was almost twice his age of 22 years. We weren’t supposed to be together.
He immediately began hearing voices and chattering violent slogans of wanting to kill women and children and commit rape. Guards kept walking by, looking in, and telling others that no conflict seemed to be brewing. He even mentioned having a lust to sexually assault me.
Despite his condition, we posed no threat to one another, and after an hour or so he relaxed and settled down. I heard one guard tell another that we were getting along, and to move Raheem back to D-202 but put “the Hispanic” in the cell with me.
Raheem was given another cellmate, and less than 24 hours later guards were able to stage the fight. They pranced around D-202 cell, falsely stating that Raheem had been parading naked in the cell with an erect penis while his cellie slept. Witnesses say this wasn’t true.
Raheem’s cellie eventually had heard enough, then a fight broke out. It was during dinner time, so the pod guards stopped feeding to watch the fight. Several other guards came to watch. No effort was made to break it up. Once both were too tired to go on, they were removed from the cell and separated.
This evil is just a drop in the bucket of things going on at the Allred Unit. It has an anonymous way it operates, and isn’t bound to the same rules of conduct like the other TDCJ prisons. The wardens are aware these things are going on, and are complicit with its many secrets.
Prisoners such as me pose a threat to their torture program, so I’m asking that readers keep an eye on the day-to-day practices of this prison, and demand that an oversight committee investigate the suicide attempts and gladiator fights teeming in the high-security buildings.
Dare to struggle, dare to win! All power to the people!
Jason Renard Walker #1532092
2101 FM 369 N.
Iowa Park, TX 76367
Chief Spokesperson for End Prison Slavery in Texas Movement
“Those who sell out their people to the highest bidder do not have the same relationship with the power-broker that the 99% have. Our response is not patient or conciliatory–it is about chopping off heads and taking no prisoners. I am speaking philosophically here, as warfare is more spiritual than physical. We are so powerful, we can think the enemy into his grave.” — Wanda Sabir, “Black Panther: Reflection on cultural solidarity and historic debt”
Peace and Blessings, Sisters and Brothers!
All of my life, I have wanted to be a part of something bigger than myself. We have been taught to want for your brother what you want for yourself. In this moment in history, I want freedom for ALL political and politicized prisoners. Power to the people!!
Kwame Shakur is the co-founder and chairman of the New Afrikan Liberation Collective, and he has begun a Prison Lives Matter movement which is holding a remarkable event in Indiana on July 18, 2018. The theme will be “Prison Lives Matter: In the Spirit of Nelson Mandela.”
The intention of holding this event is to draw international attention to the freedom struggles of our long-held political prisoners here in the United Snakes of Amerika!! The U.S. continues to strut across the world stage falsely portraying itself as a bastion for human and civil rights. We all are clearly seeing that these are lies being fed to a blind public. Well, the time has arrived to remove the blinders, remove the rose-colored glasses, and open people’s eyes.
Wake up Amerikkka! The time for talk about New Afrikan unity is over! Like the great rapper Keith Murray would say: “It’s time for some action!”
Imprisoned Comrades such as Jalil Muntaqim, Mutulu Shakur, and the venerable Sundiata Acoli have been locked up in Amerikan prisons for far too long. We must not remain silent.
There has been an epidemic of prisoners murders by employees of the Florida Department of Corrections and legalized slavery is promoted, sanctioned, and condoned by the buffoon in the White House.
Meanwhile, here in Texas, we are suffering from deadly heat on a daily basis, with summer temperatures inside these un-air-conditioned units sometimes reaching into the triple digits!
So you can see why it is necessary to say loudly and publicly that PRISON LIVES MATTER! I am requesting that anti-racists, anti-fascists, anti-imperialists and freedom fighters of every stripe come to Indiana to support us on July 18!
On a personal note, I’d like to inform all of you that July 19, 2018 is my 50th birthday! It would be a wonderful gift to me if you would consider traveling to Indiana to support Kwame Shakur and his comrades!
I leave you as I came: in the spirit of peace. And remember, prison lives matter!
Dare to struggle, dare to WIN. All power to the people.
And a lot of the folks in the media and the activist community forget that it is not just the prisoners who are suffering in this super heated environment. State employees who work as Correctional Officers are catching hell down here too! But unlike me, these prison guards can’t speak publicly about the deadly extreme heat, or they will be sacking up groceries at the local Piggly Wiggly Supermarket, or working as a greeter at Wal-Mart! I’ve been asked by many prison guards if I would please tell the world about the cruel and unusual working conditions that they are forced to work under.
Not every prison guard down here in Texas is an abuser or a bigot. I don’t particularly agree with their career choice, but at the end of the day, these are human beings, and the State of Texas has placed a gag order on them so they can’t talk to the media about the real conditions inside these brick ovens that Texas passes off as modern day rehabilition facilities.
So, today it is approximately 91° F outside, here in Lovelady, Texas. I’m currently housed on 3-row, it is 2p.m., and I only have on my boxers – nothing else! The officer working the wing has on a long-sleeve shirt buttoned all the way up, trousers, equipment belt, and a nylon protective vest with inserts. She is sweating profusely! And it isn’t even hot yet, folks! TDCJ has said that they intend on doing “new things” this year in order to mitigate the extreme heat. But I can tell you that anything short of lowering the inside temperatures to 88° F or below is really a waste of time, and they know that!
Officers are being promised new coolers which store ice! Here at Eastham there isn’t even enough ice for prisoners. So I am trying to figure out where all this “magic ice” is going to come from?
Sisters and brothers, it has not just been prisoners who have died in respect to this deadly extreme heat, prison guards have died also, and TDCJ’s spokesperson Jeremy Desel is not eager to discuss the officer death toll numbers. I am currently awaiting the statistics.
Hopefully, Keri Blakinger or Gabrielle Banks of the Houston Chronicle will aid me in this endeavour, as this is certainly in the public’s interest. However, the State of Texas does not want to acknowledge the evidence. The State employs their officers at an “at will” basis, and that means the State can fire them just about whenever they feel like.
Lance Lowry was the former president of the Correctional Officers Union, whose headquarters is located in Huntsville, Texas. Lowry continuously put TDCJ on “Front Street” in respect to the inhumane conditions his fellow union members were and still are forced to work in!
You see, Senator John Whitmire and Representative James White both know the conditions inside these prisons during the summer are torturous, but they work in air-conditioned offices. The same goes for high-ranking TDCJ employees like Bryan Collier. I’d love to see Collier write an op-ed for the New York Times, like Lance Lowry did, begging for funds so officers and prisoners alike can live and work in a humane and safe environment. Time and time again, we are seeing that the State of Texas fails to keep up with the evolving standards of decency a modern civilised society should be held to.
Even the folks at the University of Texas Medical Branch are culpable! Dr. David Callender could surely use some of his influence in regards to this topic, but just like the toxic water problem, Hepatitis-C issue, and numerous other relevant topics, Callender stays as quiet as a Church House Mouse!
Sisters and brothers, I suffer from seizures, I am a chronic seizure patient, and right at the point when the heat is coming, the UTMB Medical Staff have been surreptitiously attempting to discontinue my seizure medication! I’ll be 50 years old in July 2018. I’m not a young puppy anymore, but TDCJ and UTMB would love to shut this old dog up! I’m asking everyone to come together on this issue! Support your incarcerated loved ones who are filing law suits, support freedom fighters such as myself, and remember prison guards are people too!
Let’s get the Texas legislature to allocate more funds in order to create re-entry programs, so we can close these prisons, and we can work jobs to pay for air conditioning in our houses and apartments!
Abolish all prisons today!
Keith “Malik” Washington is co-founder and chief spokesperson for the End Prison Slavery in Texas Movement, a proud member of the Incarcerated Workers Organizing Committee, an activist in the Fight Toxic Prisons campaign and deputy chairman of the New Afrikan Black Panther Party Prison Chapter. Read Malik’s work at ComradeMalik.com and on End Prison Slavery in Texas. Send our brother some love and light: Keith “Malik” Washington, 1487958, Eastham Unit, 2665 Prison Rd 1, Lovelady TX 75851.