Lots of strife out there in the world, yet we , in this county have our own strife and division... Never so clearly have free men in a free country fought so much!!! The world I grew up in, a world of morals and standards have been reduced to " a pile of whatever the fuck the heart desires..."
Lets take that word (desire) and break it down de-sire because that's what it feels like to me... as if G-D has saw fit to de-sire this once great nation as a punishment because, it choose to move away from it's core valves which of course was g-d, country, glory, our forefathers put fourth a great plan for this nation and it would of worked great had we not allowed a bunch of lawyers to tinker with the law of the land instead we allowed them to change, alter, and add to the amendments if you will. We have allowed foregone money into our Infastucture, Economy, if you please, which our fore fathers expressly for bid against. When I see a flag... my flag I pledge to it!!! Because I know what that flag stands for, and I know what sacrifices have been made for it through out history.. yet here we stand a Nation divided, have people out there truly become so godless in this country?
Homosexuality, unpatriotic people.. greed, lust, this nation has come to worship these things instead of g-d = core valves. Lets talk about right.. but only the rights which our fore fathers spoke... guns, right to vote, to practice your religion freely and without reprise, yet remember on this last one that the religions of our foundation was in fact judeo - Christan , that was what was recognized... if we don't wake up to our own blindness as a nation we will at some point have a civil war 2.
I am a convicted felon... yet never owned or used one for that matter So why was my rights as an American citizen taken from me? Even after I serve my time? Because we allowed lawyers to tinker with the laws of our fathers same with voting... I can't vote because I've been convicted? HELLO!! Still a born American citizen! Our fore fathers allowed a man of this great country to own a gun, vote, even military service after imprisonment to fight for county.... Why did that change? Lawyers changed it!!! Ever met an honest lawyer? thought not!
We need change now but not in the way you might think... both Republic and Democratic are one in the same now... now what we need is to bring back a nationalist party or even a federalist party get rid of all these crooks, Get a G-d fearing man in there, and men and women in senate and congress that are more g-d fearing than stealer's of the people's money.
What do you see? Where do you stand?
Do you love your country? Will You fight for it?
Will you fight for your people?
Who's right? Who's wrong? Check in let me know how you feel, and what you see?
Your opinion matters now.
That's it for now folks,and remember: A crazy man with a gun, is just that, weather it be the a gun, a truck, a car, a knife, a bomb.... it's NOT the object.
We have the problems with; it's the people who tend to have them.... by the way ( not a convicted felon) in most cases. The ideals of the people around you make this a doable fix.... Not taking away guns or restrictions.
F.B.I. should be tasked with lie detecting each applicant and asked questions like : Have you ever felt like.....you know shooting someone, people,do you ever get angry and want to hurt someone and if the singles the wrong answer you put them off for 6 months, track another F.B.I. division to monitor them for these 6 months and so on and so forth OH! And it's YOUR tax dollars being Actuallyput to good use on man power and real leg work! Wow what a concept right?
Until next time guys and gals love you all and stand tall for that flag show your pride and don't worry what any other idiot is doing.
Love ya!
The Mentch
Sunday, October 15, 2017
Friday, July 14, 2017
Friday, April 14, 2017
Good Times........
What up ya'll.... Well I've had a fair week considering where I'm at; So I called home this past weekend and well my whole family is there getting their B-B-Q on.... nieces, nephews, brothers, sister, mom and my wife and kids.... Well I was happy and excited, see my family don't always do things like that but to hear that, there was a start..... Well; hell yea!!!!!! See my family rocks we have just never rock together at one time and just my luck I've missed the first one but I damm sure won't miss the next! Mom said they had out board games and stuff for the kids and that's cool, but I'd like to get a bounce house for all the kids and I'd like to try for a mandatory B-B-Q once a month, we can have it anywhere and or change the location, the only thing that would be important is for all family to show up I'm all about that folks....
Anyways for me good times are just right around the corner and gets closer with each passing day. My life has changed and for the better and all I want to do now is share that with the ones I love and care about. Family is a huge part of living the American dream and so I damm sure don't want to be short changed out of that. I'm going to have to bust my ass out there but it will always be worth it to see smiles on faces of the ones I love. I sat here today and thought of my family B-B-Q and well... I had a smile from ear to ear.. of course it ain't all roses but hey, we all got issues that need to be addressed and you know what?.... As long as it's family first; good things will follow and of that I am positive.
Love heals all they say, and I pray that's true and I will give 110% always because I am not a Quitter I don't give up and especially not with the ones I love!
I have a friend here with me, I've wrote about this men in the past he's a Vietnam Vet., served 3 tours over in that shit hole, came home and caught a life sentence in which he served 40 already.... this man shouldn't be here, he has kids that are grown and can care less about him based on nothing but a bunch of bullshit; P.T.S.D. Yep this man has it, decelerated War Vet. Yet where is his country now? Better yet where is his country men now? Is he truly to be judged all his life on one moment in his? Yet that is exactly what happen to him. I don't see this man as a criminal because of his mistake, I choose to see him as a war hero who got stuck in a shitty situation and dealt with it the only way our military taught him how and that's not a cop out that's just facts.... Anyways it's because of men like him that we have freedom here in this country and I hold a high respect for that.
A close friend of mine once said : " Every man dies but not every man lives." Well that's true; so why then, do we treat someone who made one mistake different?
Anyhow he will come up for parole soon and I find myself praying with all my heart he gets it; for in my opinion no man deserves better then at least a fair shot! This man has no family here except the friends he makes.... he's a Vet., biker, person, friend and I've come to see him as part of my "inside family"... which is kind of hard to get into because well.. I'm usually a complete asshole for one, but long story short I'm just wondering if he even has any old war buddies out there who might not even know he's alive and well..... Although he does walk with a limp because of a wound he picked up in country years ago. Yea my good buddy, who has been like a second uncle to me Lennox Crammer is and was, that dude!!!!
On the day I started my M.C ( Motorcycle Club) he will either my be V.P or Sargent in arms because he's that stand up and well that's why I have chosen to include him in this " Good Times" family story, because I am hopefully for him #1 that he's granted parloe, #2 that he stays close to people that care about him and #3 he often speaks of a man he holds high respects for...... he calls him " The General".
If any of you out there know this man don't be shy, leave a comment! Or better yet look him up yourself and let him know you are still alive and give a shit! On that note I will bring this to a close peace out all!!!!
The Mentch
Saturday, April 1, 2017
Prison
Prison of course is a funny place and I mean that, where else could you see things like... a guy scratching his own ass then smelling his fingers or take a dump and not washing his hands then try to shake your hand, can you say " Thank G-d " for the " fist bump". I'm serious last night I saw a man eat his own buggers!!! Picked his nose and then sucked hard on the same finger, still others will go days without a shower... people can be stupid and when they think no one is watching even dumber!!
It's a place where men can act like boys.. liars. thrives, and you can be anyone you want... gangsters, drug dealers, professional snipers, but never a street corner baser that's been down on there luck.
The system has changed since I first got locked up, now we have lots of kids coming in here and these kids are bad apples of society, no remorse, no understanding, they just don't care and... you just can't correct that.
D.O.C has done a lot of changes since I've been in the system but none of it is what these kids need... they need there asses beat! broke down, and built back up again into men; parents! in this country have failed to raise there kids, so social media, bad friends and video games have along with new waves of drugs and violence....Adults have failed in America; and that's what I've seen with my own two eyes. I'm scared for my family and of course I want to protect them from this but I'm also smart enough to realize we can't run from problems like this... We need to do better! And time, time spent with your kids has always been how you nature your child, not T.V, Social Media, and first person shooting games... As adults shouldn't we be learning from our mistakes and addressing the issue head on? Have we all forgotten how to be men and woman in our own country? Does anyone hear me out there?!
Simply put; if we aren't there enough in our kids lives... someone else will be., what will they teach them?
To hate?
To hurt?
That's scary and it will not take place under the roof I live in and you shouldn't either... the only moral you teach your kids by not being there is that the money you make is always more important then them. I've been told by some real old timers that at times they feel like there safer in here, than they would be out there... and in a bigger way what they say for them; might be true , but you can't change things from in prison
So forward I go !!
The Mentch
It's a place where men can act like boys.. liars. thrives, and you can be anyone you want... gangsters, drug dealers, professional snipers, but never a street corner baser that's been down on there luck.
The system has changed since I first got locked up, now we have lots of kids coming in here and these kids are bad apples of society, no remorse, no understanding, they just don't care and... you just can't correct that.
D.O.C has done a lot of changes since I've been in the system but none of it is what these kids need... they need there asses beat! broke down, and built back up again into men; parents! in this country have failed to raise there kids, so social media, bad friends and video games have along with new waves of drugs and violence....Adults have failed in America; and that's what I've seen with my own two eyes. I'm scared for my family and of course I want to protect them from this but I'm also smart enough to realize we can't run from problems like this... We need to do better! And time, time spent with your kids has always been how you nature your child, not T.V, Social Media, and first person shooting games... As adults shouldn't we be learning from our mistakes and addressing the issue head on? Have we all forgotten how to be men and woman in our own country? Does anyone hear me out there?!
Simply put; if we aren't there enough in our kids lives... someone else will be., what will they teach them?
To hate?
To hurt?
That's scary and it will not take place under the roof I live in and you shouldn't either... the only moral you teach your kids by not being there is that the money you make is always more important then them. I've been told by some real old timers that at times they feel like there safer in here, than they would be out there... and in a bigger way what they say for them; might be true , but you can't change things from in prison
So forward I go !!
The Mentch
Friday, March 31, 2017
Dream.......
Dreams live in us all I think; sometimes they come true and, other times they are pushes back... but never forgotten, for some it's pipe dreams, others it's a sure thing just waiting for the right timing. In my case I have a beautiful wife and great kids, but there ... just out of reach is my bike... and on days like today my bike takes a back seat to my family; my wife is awesome!!!!
And she wants from me what I want from her.. happiness, and to be happy, what she may not realize is when it comes to her and the kids; I always choose them and will continue to do so., because "they" are what makes me happy. For 20 plus years I have been behind a fence and not on two wheels but I still lead a pack and that pack is my family. 😃
Soon these gates will be open to me and a new man will step out these gates.... I just won't be alone inside now; and that my friend , soothe the soul. This road for me is coming to a close and a new one will open. I might not be riding through it on two wheels just yet, but I am riding through it my friends and to say that I am not happy about that would be a lie. What sucks for me is I will miss this years smoke-out but I will I think make it to next years on my bike... until then I will have to be content with listening it Road Hogs by:
And she wants from me what I want from her.. happiness, and to be happy, what she may not realize is when it comes to her and the kids; I always choose them and will continue to do so., because "they" are what makes me happy. For 20 plus years I have been behind a fence and not on two wheels but I still lead a pack and that pack is my family. 😃
Soon these gates will be open to me and a new man will step out these gates.... I just won't be alone inside now; and that my friend , soothe the soul. This road for me is coming to a close and a new one will open. I might not be riding through it on two wheels just yet, but I am riding through it my friends and to say that I am not happy about that would be a lie. What sucks for me is I will miss this years smoke-out but I will I think make it to next years on my bike... until then I will have to be content with listening it Road Hogs by:
Suck, Bang , Blow / suck,bang,blow.com
here I come!!!! Pipe dream? I hope not but realistically I might not be able to get the Road King A.S.A.P...
So in that event what might happen is a Sportster
that I might have to modify.... bigger tank. Chopped up split frame , lets see what happens.....
one thing is for sure!
I'm already living in my dream, because family, my family will be along the way no pipe dream here!
Just an American Dream slowly forming true, what more could a man dream for?
Keep you posted friend.
The Mentch
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Valentines Day
Well.... Valentines Day has just past and I hope all you remember to have told your special someone just how important they are... now I don't buy into the whole commercialization of Valentines Day but; I do believe it works great as a reminder to all the schlep that forget to tell there significant other how special they are though out the year.
Anyways... being in prison and ab serving this Holiday take place is quit an event; people selling cards left and right, others just can't seem to sell any, then you have all the inmates who have just burnt all their bridges with family and friends to the point they have no money, and if they did.... no one to send a card too, and as crazy as that sounds..... they are a lot of inmates like that here... no money, no love ones... no hope, how a person lives in here is usually a reflection of how they lived their lives out there.... a real " I don't give a shit" attitude about life in general, all selfish thoughts and, considerate to none but themselves.
When I write my wife, or have a visits with my family; I am truly humbled by the sacrifices that they make on my behalf.... I have come to acknowledge and appreciate all my loved ones do for me; and while I know that a card or letter can't compare with the things they do for me, I hope it's a small gesture of my appreciation in acknowledgement of all they do for me; a reminder that I will not ever forget the strength and loyalty they've shown me though the years.
My wife and I; we have always been bestfriends first and for most, then husband and father; this has allowed us to enjoy what a lot of people don't truly have in their relationship...
"communication" open and honest, we've had a lot of "haters" that just don't get it and, that's cool because, all we know is what works for us and our relationship.... no one likes to air their dirty laundry in the open, but at the same time people need to understand that their is in fact a time, a place, and a person to " air things out" with. I for one can appreciate my wife lending a strong ear when I'm "venting" and Lord knows she appreciates mine... We have grown a great deal over the years, past our broken relationships with others; distant family relations that have just grown colder with time and friends whom over the years have just shown their true colors and what was really behind their intentions befriending you years prior.... life goes on and we become smarter as to the actions and reactions of others over time... I've been judged by people who don't know me most of my life but when some one or some people that you consider family in your eyes choose to judges you.... well it hurts.
I've been a boy with no worries, a fool with careless actions and a man that has learned from his mistakes and faults..... it's called growing up but; always there will be some who will only remember you for what and where you've been, not where and who you have become today. Life is precious, appreciate it; and respect humanity around you.... even in a place like prison I've chosen to appreciate my humanity and others.... thus I write the story's I do; crud they may be, my goal is for you to see and somewhat feel the things I do... and guess what? No matter what your opinion...
I will still always respect you as a person.
Look prison sucks! Food sucks, taking showers with a bunch of dudes.. sucks, taking a shit while some one brushes there teeth right in front of you sucks. But for me , if I can't laugh at this situation... well then I will be the one choosing to loose my humanity.....
I've got no time for looking back in life; only forward to what tomorrow holds.... and hopefully allow my family and friends { the ones who have been there for me } to know how much I do appreciate them and what it takes to make any kind of friendship/ relationship commitment to a convict.......
and that's just real!!!!!
Anyways... being in prison and ab serving this Holiday take place is quit an event; people selling cards left and right, others just can't seem to sell any, then you have all the inmates who have just burnt all their bridges with family and friends to the point they have no money, and if they did.... no one to send a card too, and as crazy as that sounds..... they are a lot of inmates like that here... no money, no love ones... no hope, how a person lives in here is usually a reflection of how they lived their lives out there.... a real " I don't give a shit" attitude about life in general, all selfish thoughts and, considerate to none but themselves.
When I write my wife, or have a visits with my family; I am truly humbled by the sacrifices that they make on my behalf.... I have come to acknowledge and appreciate all my loved ones do for me; and while I know that a card or letter can't compare with the things they do for me, I hope it's a small gesture of my appreciation in acknowledgement of all they do for me; a reminder that I will not ever forget the strength and loyalty they've shown me though the years.
My wife and I; we have always been bestfriends first and for most, then husband and father; this has allowed us to enjoy what a lot of people don't truly have in their relationship...
"communication" open and honest, we've had a lot of "haters" that just don't get it and, that's cool because, all we know is what works for us and our relationship.... no one likes to air their dirty laundry in the open, but at the same time people need to understand that their is in fact a time, a place, and a person to " air things out" with. I for one can appreciate my wife lending a strong ear when I'm "venting" and Lord knows she appreciates mine... We have grown a great deal over the years, past our broken relationships with others; distant family relations that have just grown colder with time and friends whom over the years have just shown their true colors and what was really behind their intentions befriending you years prior.... life goes on and we become smarter as to the actions and reactions of others over time... I've been judged by people who don't know me most of my life but when some one or some people that you consider family in your eyes choose to judges you.... well it hurts.
I've been a boy with no worries, a fool with careless actions and a man that has learned from his mistakes and faults..... it's called growing up but; always there will be some who will only remember you for what and where you've been, not where and who you have become today. Life is precious, appreciate it; and respect humanity around you.... even in a place like prison I've chosen to appreciate my humanity and others.... thus I write the story's I do; crud they may be, my goal is for you to see and somewhat feel the things I do... and guess what? No matter what your opinion...
I will still always respect you as a person.
Look prison sucks! Food sucks, taking showers with a bunch of dudes.. sucks, taking a shit while some one brushes there teeth right in front of you sucks. But for me , if I can't laugh at this situation... well then I will be the one choosing to loose my humanity.....
I've got no time for looking back in life; only forward to what tomorrow holds.... and hopefully allow my family and friends { the ones who have been there for me } to know how much I do appreciate them and what it takes to make any kind of friendship/ relationship commitment to a convict.......
and that's just real!!!!!
The Mentch
Thursday, March 9, 2017
Switchin Up!!!!
Well... the move is made and here I am in my new dorm,.. it's crazy really because I didn't think that there was a place in prison where man didn't act like an animal; I was wrong. There are good man in this dorm and I find myself breathing a breath of relaxation in here, it's a comfort and by product of a group of people just trying to do positive things with their lives and making changes. I can leave my locker open all day full of canteen and when I get back to the dorm it's still their!!! It's true no one steals here and all have, we are like a big family here, we all look out for each other... it's truly been a blessing for me to be in this dorm. I'm expected to take classes each week, 4 of them to be exact and I'm cool with that self betterment can do me no harm...
But by the time you all read this I will just be starting my first class, I'll keep you posted on how that all works out. Anyways life's good!.... and it's going to get better for me. I wish that things could always turn out good, but in the real world we all know that isn't always the case; So don't expect it.
At any rate, we go through an inspection here every morning , five days a week.... We lost some real good men today during the transfer run, bunch of older dudes... who have been on this chain gang crew awhile: Dale ward, Spider, Saggie, John Henry, hopefully you guys have moved on to bigger and better things . A special shut out to Honky, and Mark Jackson, we lost a lot of solid men today(3/3/2017). I wonder what we got.... only time will tell; Lord knows nature will always take it's course in the end, but DAMM! I don't want things to turn "Savage Life" here until I've punched my end of sentence ticket here.... let the good times roll...
I miss my ace dice!!!
Hooligan if your out there listening man, I wish you had came to this spot with me it's truly heaven, in hell.... I just hope you are fairly well where ever you may be...did you bring your fishing rod?Anyways your book was sent to your mom, and all you out there that don't know what's going on.... well shit! only life in the chain gang.... but freedoms ringing at my door and I'm in 12 month plan to answer that knocking....
My lovely wife , my soldier at arms who would of thought? All these years... life is crazy but when things bigger than us take charge you dived the light in your life within you and the people around you. Life is about stepping up when it's your turn to contribute.... Well have I told all of you out there how great it feels to be in control of the direction of my life???
It's true... I had a visit this past weekend and received a surprise when I went out there and saw that my wife had thought to bring my mom to see me...yea that's right I am a little bit of a mama's boy; it's been 3 years since my mom had last came to see me and the visit then had went badly; and I regret that confrontation .... this time my mom and I actually had a pretty darn good visit... I know it was hard on her yet she came anyways and that meant a lot to me.. We all grow up at times in our lives we have to be adults and so it was not lost on me what it took for my mom to come visit... I am humbled and yes God is big; truly things are changing in my life and for the better but I believe it's also changing the people life's around me for the better as well. I love my life and I just can't wait for the next chapter!!! Life really is to short to be bull shitting and so we have to really live life each day to the fullest! On that note I will close this out and get with you all the next time. I will say this... for all's pleasure next time I have a true story of a real battle royal, this one will have all kinds of crazy shit, it will truly give you all a birds eye view from out there of how things can go really bad at a moments notice.
Till next time, two in your lane and kindness screaming!!!
The Mentch
But by the time you all read this I will just be starting my first class, I'll keep you posted on how that all works out. Anyways life's good!.... and it's going to get better for me. I wish that things could always turn out good, but in the real world we all know that isn't always the case; So don't expect it.
At any rate, we go through an inspection here every morning , five days a week.... We lost some real good men today during the transfer run, bunch of older dudes... who have been on this chain gang crew awhile: Dale ward, Spider, Saggie, John Henry, hopefully you guys have moved on to bigger and better things . A special shut out to Honky, and Mark Jackson, we lost a lot of solid men today(3/3/2017). I wonder what we got.... only time will tell; Lord knows nature will always take it's course in the end, but DAMM! I don't want things to turn "Savage Life" here until I've punched my end of sentence ticket here.... let the good times roll...
I miss my ace dice!!!
Hooligan if your out there listening man, I wish you had came to this spot with me it's truly heaven, in hell.... I just hope you are fairly well where ever you may be...did you bring your fishing rod?Anyways your book was sent to your mom, and all you out there that don't know what's going on.... well shit! only life in the chain gang.... but freedoms ringing at my door and I'm in 12 month plan to answer that knocking....
My lovely wife , my soldier at arms who would of thought? All these years... life is crazy but when things bigger than us take charge you dived the light in your life within you and the people around you. Life is about stepping up when it's your turn to contribute.... Well have I told all of you out there how great it feels to be in control of the direction of my life???
It's true... I had a visit this past weekend and received a surprise when I went out there and saw that my wife had thought to bring my mom to see me...yea that's right I am a little bit of a mama's boy; it's been 3 years since my mom had last came to see me and the visit then had went badly; and I regret that confrontation .... this time my mom and I actually had a pretty darn good visit... I know it was hard on her yet she came anyways and that meant a lot to me.. We all grow up at times in our lives we have to be adults and so it was not lost on me what it took for my mom to come visit... I am humbled and yes God is big; truly things are changing in my life and for the better but I believe it's also changing the people life's around me for the better as well. I love my life and I just can't wait for the next chapter!!! Life really is to short to be bull shitting and so we have to really live life each day to the fullest! On that note I will close this out and get with you all the next time. I will say this... for all's pleasure next time I have a true story of a real battle royal, this one will have all kinds of crazy shit, it will truly give you all a birds eye view from out there of how things can go really bad at a moments notice.
Till next time, two in your lane and kindness screaming!!!
The Mentch
Thursday, March 2, 2017
Moving On.....
Well it's day 3 of the fourth bus of nut bags that are arriving here, this last bus being from a place they call Lake C.I. at any rate as I was talking to my wife last night I witness a guy just start waiving his hand and spinning in a circle all at the same time he was talking to himself amazing to say the least. So a week ago one of these idiot's decides to check in (Protective Custody) for one reason or the other, So how does he do it.... well he just happens to be what they call a "cutter". So he gets a razor and cuts the back of his neck; well now it looks like we have lost the privilege of getting razors to shave with.... So I am wolf manning, and plan to continue doing so until I can shave with a decent razor...Oh! We also have a guy who thinks he's a chicken... no I'm being serious !!! As a cluck-cluck-cluck!
Real winners,.... I've got no idea of what's going to happen next week in this dump and yet you have administration and security worries about some weekly housing inspection, talk about having you priorities messed up!!
We had chili rice today at lunch and it was interesting. Anyway; I met this dude that came here some years back.... it's been maybe close to 4 years I've known this guy; at any rate we were tight, like brothers when people saw us they called out Mike & Mike because we both have the same first name, So he was... is, a close friend. Well this past Friday they up rooted him and transfer him to another prison.... you get to know a guy pretty well when he sleep right in the bunk next to you and as I said 4 years is along time, So it sucks for me. I've been in the dumps a little but I'm optimistic about the future I have 12 months left in the "can" and he has 22, So we will hang out there... it's just that there is only one Hooligan and once you met him he's hard not to like, he's been my personal tattoo artist for the past 3 yrs., or so and thanks to him I have a beautiful full body suit. Hooligan loves to ride motorcycles and so, I will see him on some poker run or other out there on the other side... from what I hear Lake C.I. isn't exactly what it use to be... but hey! What is anymore?
The Country I love so much is gone ape shit with hate and things are no longer as old fashion as I'd like them to be. Be that as it may, I still love my country and what to see things be great again; I have seen even in here, that change happens and there isn't much you can do to stop it or slow it down... it chooses it's own pace and we are all just along for part of the ride.
Since my friend left, there is no longer a reason to live in the dorm I am in.. So I have chosen to take a bunch of self betterment classes and better my life style and condition by moving to this program dorm..... I will keep you all posted on that and life in general... I pray things go well and smoothly but, there are always catches to things. I have another friend here, a felon convict that I've known 5-7 years now, older guy and a Veteran we talk a lot and I have confided in him things and vice a verse, his mother has been very ill and she went through two heart surgeries they gave her 3-4 months to live and George still has 5 months to go before getting out... he was really worried about the whole thing because his mom; like me... is the only remaining parent he has left...
Well last nigh he found out that his mom didn't make it; he wasn't crying but I knew inside this was tearing him up, I let him be... but today is ( Monday 2-27-17) a new day and so I made him walk out side with me to the canteen and I bought a burger, coke, and ice cream, And told him " George! you must eat the ice cream first!" and he asked me why and I explained to him that my mom once told me when I was little that: Ice cream makes everything better. So... sometimes there are just days that I have to put that to the test!!!!
He laughed thanked me and shook my hand ..... I like old man George and so did Hooligan... he will be saddened to hear of George's mom passing.
Life is short learn to live, enjoy it because it's over way to quickly. Until my next post.... chill
The Mentch
Real winners,.... I've got no idea of what's going to happen next week in this dump and yet you have administration and security worries about some weekly housing inspection, talk about having you priorities messed up!!
We had chili rice today at lunch and it was interesting. Anyway; I met this dude that came here some years back.... it's been maybe close to 4 years I've known this guy; at any rate we were tight, like brothers when people saw us they called out Mike & Mike because we both have the same first name, So he was... is, a close friend. Well this past Friday they up rooted him and transfer him to another prison.... you get to know a guy pretty well when he sleep right in the bunk next to you and as I said 4 years is along time, So it sucks for me. I've been in the dumps a little but I'm optimistic about the future I have 12 months left in the "can" and he has 22, So we will hang out there... it's just that there is only one Hooligan and once you met him he's hard not to like, he's been my personal tattoo artist for the past 3 yrs., or so and thanks to him I have a beautiful full body suit. Hooligan loves to ride motorcycles and so, I will see him on some poker run or other out there on the other side... from what I hear Lake C.I. isn't exactly what it use to be... but hey! What is anymore?
The Country I love so much is gone ape shit with hate and things are no longer as old fashion as I'd like them to be. Be that as it may, I still love my country and what to see things be great again; I have seen even in here, that change happens and there isn't much you can do to stop it or slow it down... it chooses it's own pace and we are all just along for part of the ride.
Since my friend left, there is no longer a reason to live in the dorm I am in.. So I have chosen to take a bunch of self betterment classes and better my life style and condition by moving to this program dorm..... I will keep you all posted on that and life in general... I pray things go well and smoothly but, there are always catches to things. I have another friend here, a felon convict that I've known 5-7 years now, older guy and a Veteran we talk a lot and I have confided in him things and vice a verse, his mother has been very ill and she went through two heart surgeries they gave her 3-4 months to live and George still has 5 months to go before getting out... he was really worried about the whole thing because his mom; like me... is the only remaining parent he has left...
Well last nigh he found out that his mom didn't make it; he wasn't crying but I knew inside this was tearing him up, I let him be... but today is ( Monday 2-27-17) a new day and so I made him walk out side with me to the canteen and I bought a burger, coke, and ice cream, And told him " George! you must eat the ice cream first!" and he asked me why and I explained to him that my mom once told me when I was little that: Ice cream makes everything better. So... sometimes there are just days that I have to put that to the test!!!!
He laughed thanked me and shook my hand ..... I like old man George and so did Hooligan... he will be saddened to hear of George's mom passing.
Life is short learn to live, enjoy it because it's over way to quickly. Until my next post.... chill
The Mentch
Thursday, February 16, 2017
The Little Convict That Could
Ever just wake up one day and wonder what the hell went wrong in your life to land you at the point your at today?
I had one of these moments.....
and then I took a good hard look at the people living around me and realized....well; they we're in the same shit hole situation I was in. But there are some minor differences. For one; I don't like where I'm at. But, some people do....in fact, some thrive in it. I've always been able to adapt to my surroundings and situations but to thrive in something I have chosen not to even be part of in my mind.... Well that's just a whole different animal..... isn't it?!
Day to day life in prison is always full of surprises, some good, most bad; I live my life choosing to see the good in people... not everyone agrees with me on that but that's my personal decision; The fact is though.. not all are "good" people in prison and while I choose to see it in people I am aware that I must at all times temperament that with caution and awareness for the potential in a person to be bad or negative. People think I am stupid for thinking this way but. For me it helps me keep intact with my humanity which comes under attack daily in prison life, from strip searches, to a guard yelling in your face with no understanding for you or your story.... and that's your average life style in here.
I compare life in here to.. well, imagine being a rock, or pebble inside a large tub... you are small yes, but not small enough to fit down a drain and escape the massive shake up you receive daily when the tub is filled with water and then emptied; bang, bang, bang, spin, spin, spin you go but you just never quite make it down and out the tiny little hole in the drain. That's what it's like, dirty water, soap scam, and tumble and all crazy, predictable, yet unpredictable!
As I've said in the past I day dream of riding my motorcycle, family, B.B.Q'S and just living life. Enjoying every moment, rather then just existing in here. I've seen the scum of the earth in here...yet, I've also seen humanity, humbleness, and out right good old fashion compassion, So....... the moral of this story is basically if you suck and fail today Hey! There's always tomorrow to try-try again!
The Mentch
I had one of these moments.....
and then I took a good hard look at the people living around me and realized....well; they we're in the same shit hole situation I was in. But there are some minor differences. For one; I don't like where I'm at. But, some people do....in fact, some thrive in it. I've always been able to adapt to my surroundings and situations but to thrive in something I have chosen not to even be part of in my mind.... Well that's just a whole different animal..... isn't it?!
Day to day life in prison is always full of surprises, some good, most bad; I live my life choosing to see the good in people... not everyone agrees with me on that but that's my personal decision; The fact is though.. not all are "good" people in prison and while I choose to see it in people I am aware that I must at all times temperament that with caution and awareness for the potential in a person to be bad or negative. People think I am stupid for thinking this way but. For me it helps me keep intact with my humanity which comes under attack daily in prison life, from strip searches, to a guard yelling in your face with no understanding for you or your story.... and that's your average life style in here.
I compare life in here to.. well, imagine being a rock, or pebble inside a large tub... you are small yes, but not small enough to fit down a drain and escape the massive shake up you receive daily when the tub is filled with water and then emptied; bang, bang, bang, spin, spin, spin you go but you just never quite make it down and out the tiny little hole in the drain. That's what it's like, dirty water, soap scam, and tumble and all crazy, predictable, yet unpredictable!
As I've said in the past I day dream of riding my motorcycle, family, B.B.Q'S and just living life. Enjoying every moment, rather then just existing in here. I've seen the scum of the earth in here...yet, I've also seen humanity, humbleness, and out right good old fashion compassion, So....... the moral of this story is basically if you suck and fail today Hey! There's always tomorrow to try-try again!
The Mentch
Saturday, January 21, 2017
Crazy Train!!!!
Well I had one crazy week here at good old Marion C.I.... Seems like just when I thought my living arrangements were getting better, we still ended up with a few turds that weren't flushed out. At any rate being the type of person I am ( positive) I've made good judgment calls about the kind of people I associate myself with; keeping God at the for front of my life actually has in itself improved my quality of life that I have in a place like this.. So my wife will be coming to see me soon and I'm always amped to see her and our kids; life in here has limits and while that sucks, I realize how blessed I am to have a loving wife and children whom don't let limits stop them from loving me and showing it.
My wife and kids made me feel like that something special; I will be strong for my family when I come home.... Lord knows they all deserve the very best I have to offer and then some. Anyways we have had some issues here at Marion about our Jewish Holiday items; which is actually against the law.. seems the head chaplain here says that Tallahassee has denied our Purim packages, and so of course with High Holiday like Passover and such on the horizon, I have taken issue with this... Boy!
As I've said being a Jew in Prison is hard, now our Holiday are in fact recognized by D.O.C, but can be tricky at times, long story short we can't celebrate properly with out the proper items... this head chaplain here is a bad man whom shouldn't be in the position he's in; peoples faith, regardless of there beliefs should not be infringed upon by some one especially someone who doesn't care. As this man takes issues with every faith, he will indeed try to get you to leave yours and I've seen him leave the compound instead of contacting an inmate to tell them a loved one has had a stroke and is the hospital.... or someone calls and notifies him that someone died and to please inform there loved one who's in prison of this.. and he doesn't. People file grievance after grievance on him yet still he's here hurting and hindering people ability to practice there Religion. what can be done?
Not sure but I still try to be open an honest with the man, So that he feels likewise inclined yet, he will laugh in my face by telling me a lie and smile.
I wish I could change things for the better; but I'm only one man and at times point.
I'm just trying to get home to my family...
Evil men aren't always in prison where they belong and Mr. Thompson the head chaplain here is living proof of it. Anyways we have peanut butter and jelly for lunch and chicken for dinner tonight.. My god you should see all these cows run, no respect just greed and hunger; I'll be glad to leave this pop cycle stand once and for all next year... anyhow you finally get to the " chow" hall and what do you get? More animals of course, some guys in here don't shower, like I mean for days, then you got the ones who do shower, but put the same clothes back on and they smell.. well like shit and anything else you can think of; also you got the guys who smoke that are like winors on the street with out the booze instead they have these fingers, index and thumb that looks like they been eaten Cheetos's all day, just orange or dark resin brown, from all the cigarettes and whatever else they smoke..... it's nasty! One look at these guys and you know that they were nothing but a Fran on society, don't get me wrong, I'm all for helping some one get on there feet... but you have people out there that don't want help, just a handout.. well call me old fashioned, but my mom & dad tought me that you take care of the things that need to be taken care of.. you find a way to work though your problems, not wallow in them like these idiots that will surly return to prison where they can be taken care of by .. well,... you the tax payer; I don't like that crap!
I broke laws yes but, I ain't a lier or fucking lazy, or helpless... can anyone see what's wrong with the way they handle things in our Justice System? It's all about money to the Pollutions, a warm body in storage means money! Money for them, money for the State ... in Florida we go by numbers to identify a prisoner, example: John Doe o-123456 and so if you come back to prion a second time you get the same # but with an added letter like such : A-123456 now that said, why in the hell are there guys walking around here with F and G, even I've seen a K before that's crazy! 12 times.. this person has been in prison; what's the deal? Or rather what's the problem? These people are using the prison for free room and board; they ain't repaying the dept. to society they are adding to the bill... what's the answer?
I don't know but, I got sentenced to 23 yrs, no one died, as a young kid I had been in prison once burglary and auto theft .. 23 years.. I was 24 or 25 yrs old, A man owed me money, I went and took it back because he decided he wasn't going to pay me back... Stupid really, I'm here because of $400.00 which to me at the time was alot.... I worked my ass off back then, had my own place and was making payments on my house and that man borrowing money from me and not returning it put me in a pretty bad situation with my bills and so... here I am all these years later grown up now trying to be rebuilt.. my father, grandmother, and grandfather have all passed away.. Life as I knew is gone; never able to be replaced again.. but I paid taxes, I paid my dues and now it's time for me to come home...
I'm ready for the world I just don't know if it's quite ready for me yet; with luck it won't chew me up and spit me back out! At any rate that's my rant for now, until next time...
The Mensch
My wife and kids made me feel like that something special; I will be strong for my family when I come home.... Lord knows they all deserve the very best I have to offer and then some. Anyways we have had some issues here at Marion about our Jewish Holiday items; which is actually against the law.. seems the head chaplain here says that Tallahassee has denied our Purim packages, and so of course with High Holiday like Passover and such on the horizon, I have taken issue with this... Boy!
As I've said being a Jew in Prison is hard, now our Holiday are in fact recognized by D.O.C, but can be tricky at times, long story short we can't celebrate properly with out the proper items... this head chaplain here is a bad man whom shouldn't be in the position he's in; peoples faith, regardless of there beliefs should not be infringed upon by some one especially someone who doesn't care. As this man takes issues with every faith, he will indeed try to get you to leave yours and I've seen him leave the compound instead of contacting an inmate to tell them a loved one has had a stroke and is the hospital.... or someone calls and notifies him that someone died and to please inform there loved one who's in prison of this.. and he doesn't. People file grievance after grievance on him yet still he's here hurting and hindering people ability to practice there Religion. what can be done?
Not sure but I still try to be open an honest with the man, So that he feels likewise inclined yet, he will laugh in my face by telling me a lie and smile.
I wish I could change things for the better; but I'm only one man and at times point.
I'm just trying to get home to my family...
Evil men aren't always in prison where they belong and Mr. Thompson the head chaplain here is living proof of it. Anyways we have peanut butter and jelly for lunch and chicken for dinner tonight.. My god you should see all these cows run, no respect just greed and hunger; I'll be glad to leave this pop cycle stand once and for all next year... anyhow you finally get to the " chow" hall and what do you get? More animals of course, some guys in here don't shower, like I mean for days, then you got the ones who do shower, but put the same clothes back on and they smell.. well like shit and anything else you can think of; also you got the guys who smoke that are like winors on the street with out the booze instead they have these fingers, index and thumb that looks like they been eaten Cheetos's all day, just orange or dark resin brown, from all the cigarettes and whatever else they smoke..... it's nasty! One look at these guys and you know that they were nothing but a Fran on society, don't get me wrong, I'm all for helping some one get on there feet... but you have people out there that don't want help, just a handout.. well call me old fashioned, but my mom & dad tought me that you take care of the things that need to be taken care of.. you find a way to work though your problems, not wallow in them like these idiots that will surly return to prison where they can be taken care of by .. well,... you the tax payer; I don't like that crap!
I broke laws yes but, I ain't a lier or fucking lazy, or helpless... can anyone see what's wrong with the way they handle things in our Justice System? It's all about money to the Pollutions, a warm body in storage means money! Money for them, money for the State ... in Florida we go by numbers to identify a prisoner, example: John Doe o-123456 and so if you come back to prion a second time you get the same # but with an added letter like such : A-123456 now that said, why in the hell are there guys walking around here with F and G, even I've seen a K before that's crazy! 12 times.. this person has been in prison; what's the deal? Or rather what's the problem? These people are using the prison for free room and board; they ain't repaying the dept. to society they are adding to the bill... what's the answer?
I don't know but, I got sentenced to 23 yrs, no one died, as a young kid I had been in prison once burglary and auto theft .. 23 years.. I was 24 or 25 yrs old, A man owed me money, I went and took it back because he decided he wasn't going to pay me back... Stupid really, I'm here because of $400.00 which to me at the time was alot.... I worked my ass off back then, had my own place and was making payments on my house and that man borrowing money from me and not returning it put me in a pretty bad situation with my bills and so... here I am all these years later grown up now trying to be rebuilt.. my father, grandmother, and grandfather have all passed away.. Life as I knew is gone; never able to be replaced again.. but I paid taxes, I paid my dues and now it's time for me to come home...
I'm ready for the world I just don't know if it's quite ready for me yet; with luck it won't chew me up and spit me back out! At any rate that's my rant for now, until next time...
The Mensch
Saturday, January 14, 2017
Hey people.. what's up?
I know... long time no hear from me, well prison life has been "crazy" as of late... a lot of changes in the big house, especially this one where I'm at; So as most of you know we already have plenty of zombies. Well looks like now they want to add bat shit crazy ones to the list of new arrivals... I'm talking like 'medication' crazy people!!!As in.. "I'm fucking really crazy" people .
At any rate that's the knew news around here... and me being down 14 months left on the inside here well; I've just been staying in contact with my small group of family and friends... BUT it's the new year... 2017!!!
And damn if I ain't excited about it. I'd be lying if I didn't tell you guys I day dream about days and nights with my wife and kids... but.. also gone from freedom for so long, be lying if I didn't ---- tell you that I also dream about being on my Road King throttle bent to the hilt and wind kickin in my ear's while I look on to nothing but miles and miles of empty road ahead of me... that all will be me and, soon. Times are hard for my family and friends; for all in the world, I'm sure .. but things have been hard inside for years.. decades in fact for me... hell I've been living in a war zone most of my life in here...... but I'm a survivor. A person who knows how to live and in this day and age I'm consider an antique.. while the world around me has there faces firmly planted in there smart phones, I will be paying attention to life, and the truly important things around me that; I've come to both love and appreciate. Live people... live and always love your family.... honor them by your actions show and lead by example, never let anyone tell you that you can't be strong and still love because that just isn't true.
Lessons are learned every single day but if your not paying attention...... well life can and will pass you by. I've got people of all ages in this place that come up to me all the time and ask me how I do it (all my time), and my answer is always the same ... " with a smile ". I tell them because if you don't learn to laugh and smile in this place...... you can get lost in it.. become it... and that's just not me; I have learn ed to "Blend in" not become a part of what surrounds me, I choose the people whom I talk to wisely I pay attention to details and I always learn from people.
At any rate, I've got a great sense of humor which can remove barriers that some people have put up around them. I try my best to spread my smile in this environment because places like these need light lest we become to ally dark now I'm sure you the reader says well a prison becomes a dark place so what... well let me explain why that's the wrong way of thinking; people get out of these places... Now I've got a wife and kids myself and believe me there are monsters in these places that needs to remain in here forever.. but they don't. And that's my point; I want the people ( at least the ones in here that I surround myself with, leave this place and spread more laughter and smile (light) rather than get out and spread a bunch of darkness...) I love people, but not all people love back. Some are mean and hateful... I fear them types of people getting out of here and so if can change even one of them into light... then I've served my community on the outside, a public service of sorts... that's the way I do things to help from in here. We are now in the whole new year an soon it will my turn to get out and spread my light... I'm excited and nervous because it's been so long since I've been out there and I know things have changed I know that gay marriage is accepted and legal now; I know that people of transgender can go into either bathroom they choose in a public places.... So the world I know is gone and a new one is in fact here now, while I'm not gay I am excited to see this new world.. I've also got a seizure disorder and know that medical marijuana is now legal here in Florida, So I'd like to know where that can go in the future. Anyways.. not sure what you guys listen to out there, but I love me some five fingers death punch and so that what I've been jamming on the play list. Which brings me to my next topic, see we have an MP 3-4 program here in Florida that.. well it SUCKS!!!
They sensor everything and charge too much! Not to mention it's from the stone age and that's coming from someone who's a dinosaur himself, rumor has it that these things are now done and tablets are going to be sold.. well at $1.70 a song I had 600 songs on my M.P. player and I just bet they try to fuck us and say that they won't transfer my music to a tablet much less reimburse my people money because I will have an old device that can no longer be used..... Scam after Scam; that seems to be the Florida Prisons motto get more out of them! Mean while the food Sucks.. I'm Jewish and the Kosher here is a joke!! ( I don't eat it). I mean .. when is enough , enough? Thanks GOD!!, I'm leaving this system but it's my honest opinion that's true and that is people in some office in the Capital of Florida have no business making decisions about the working of Prions and Inmate unless they've actually been working in the trenches in the prisons like a " well seasonal officer" at any rate this crap pisses me off but I will smile about it and move on...
First let me ask a question does any of my readers ride motorcycles? if so... give a shout out.. I plan on putting together a ride at some point when I get out.. of course I'd like to hit Sturgis (South Dakota) when I get out but they also got this real cool meet-ride I read about somewhere, maybe ( The Horse) but it's out in Arizona and it sounds like it's off the rails and right up my ally... does anyone know the ride I'm talking about? Let me know. I promised my wife that "I'd write to the people and I think I've made good on it...
Sorry that it's been so long folks! It's hard being a Biker Jew in Prison and that's just a fact. I will try putting up weekly so you guys hear me., and will continue to write upon my release along with pictures, art, and just a bunch of cool shit... I am planning on running lots of Ink here in Florida so when ever in town look me up.. (name of shop coming soon) I'll wet you guys and gals up.. discounts for Vets., and people who have proof they're just gotten out of the Can, or that they did a significant bid on the inside .... no posers!
Bikers...well you guys always get a discount at my shop... I'll keep you posted on that, until then .. heads up throttles open my friends.
The Mensch
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
2017
Starting the New Year right, still have my queen by side.... staying strong and keeping it real with me.
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