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February 15, 2005
Does anyone remember "I Fought the Law and the
Law Won," a top-ten hit in 1966 by the Bobby Fuller
Four? I've provided the lyrics. As you'll see, it's
a sort of contrite version of today's hip-hop. When
you're through with the lyrics--and those who know the
song are encouraged to sing along--I'll tell you why
they're on my mind today.
"I Fought The Law And The Law Won"
Breaking rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I needed money cause I had none
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and I feel so bad
I guess my race is run
Well she's the best girl that I've ever had I fought
the law and the law won I fought the law and the law
won
Robbing people with a six gun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and the good fun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and I feel so bad
I guess my race is run
Well she's the best girl that I've ever had I fought
the law and the law won I fought the law and the law
won
I'm guessing the reaction of the typical inmate to this
contrite rap would be, "He must have had a court-appointed
lawyer." Or, "Ain't he gonna appeal his case?"
Or, "Breakin' rocks in the hot sun?
They be violatin' his rights, yo!"
When my twin brother was a juvenile probation officer
in Grand Rapids, Michigan in the late 70's and early
80's (imagine a juvenile delinquent with a Gerald Ford
accent), he used to sing, "I fought the law and
the law won" to the kids he was paid to set straight.
I saw him do it.
But
that's not the funny part. The funny part is that they
never "got it."
They thought he was just singing. It didn't occur to
them that they were the "I" in the song.
I've been thinking of all this since last week, when
we admitted an inmate convicted of armed robbery--"Robbing
people with a six gun," as the song goes. His name
is Bobby Fuller.
I'm sure our Bobby Fuller has never heard, "I
Fought the Law and the Law One."
But that doesn't stop me from singing it!
September 8, 2004
This just in:
Dr. R just returned from meeting a "Safekeeper"
who was transferred from a county jail when he was observed
eating his own feces.
"The Hindude" asked the coprophagic inmate,
"Man, what were you doing?"
The inmate dismissed "The Hindude's" concern.
"Man, it ain't nothin'. I was just playing. I looked
in the toilet and pulled some out. It tastes like chicken."
And Colonel Harlan Sanders rolled over in his grave.
Whites Behaving Badly, But So What?
by John Schwade
[In North Carolina] we've had
a spate of serious crimes by young white men lately.
The media and community reaction is alarming. Regarding
this article, I've been asking black inmates what they
think would be the reaction if they were caught with
28 pipe bombs. They get the (sick) joke. Jarrett Brown's
defenders have claimed he was just very interested in
chemistry, to which I reply that Osama bin Laden was
a civil engineer who was very interested in how to build--and
demolish--great structures.
"Some
assumed innocent: Could it be that we live in a
time people really are presumed innocent until proven
guilty?"
White men at their leisure.
Since May, 3 college students in this state have been
charged with 1st-degree murder (one defendant is black).
The article says the Brothers Johnson (remember "Strawberry
Letter 23"?) had "racked up petty drug charges."
If they were black, the Raleigh N & O would have
called them "convicted drug dealers"--and
perhaps checked their criminal records. Timothy Johnson,
the shooter, was also convicted of larceny (he's #0778428
on the DOC website). Nevertheless, they have the skin
color the N & O routinely protects, so instead of
convicted drug dealers with guns, they are "petty"
criminals who really want to be psychologists. Not that
I have anything personally against white guys.
For the complete story ...
"2 charged in tailgate
killings: Stadium shootings shake neighborhoods
in 2 states."
September 3, 2004
Public Offenders: Why criminals in
Massachusetts are getting out
of jail free.
September 1, 2004
Ignored in Presidential Race, Prison
Growth Looms Large in Swing States says New Report.
Prison spending in battleground states increased five
times as fast as higher education spending; Nearly 2
million disenfranchised in swing states due to felony
records; Prisons growth in Republican-leaning states
double that in Democrat-leaning states.
Prison
in the Cards. Many black men face a rough new rite
of passage.
Urine Trouble!
by John Schwade
Copyright 2004
Witnessing the worst our species has to offer, sometimes
you feel like crying along with an inmate and sometimes
you feel like choking an inmate. If you indulge in the
former, you are done; if word gets out, you have to
find another job. If you indulge in the latter, you're
likely to hear from the North Carolina Psychology Board.
That leaves laughing as your only--and best--option.
"Frotteur" was a particularly loathsome inmate.
I knew him from juvenile training school, where he was
in the sex offender treatment program. He molested helpless
boys both before and after he entered treatment. In
training school, he was caught more than once committing
frotteurism--while clothed, rubbing his genitals against
a non-consenting juvenile--against hapless mentally
retarded juvenile delinquents. "Frotteur"
felt most romantic in the swimming pool, where his scantily
clad victims were separated from him by fewer layers
of fabric. Cold water couldn't cool his ardor.
When I first interviewed "Frotteur" as an
incarcerated juvenile sex offender, he claimed to be
a leader of the Latin Kings gang. He knew nothing about
that gang except the name, which he had recalled from
a feature on the Latin Kings that had been recently
published in Vibe magazine. He was practiced at lying
to the young boys he had exploited sexually, and clearly
thought his lies would not be challenged. Thus he persisted
with his Latin King lies even as his inability to answer
my questions about the gang revealed he was a Lyin'
King rather than a Latin King. I terminated the interview,
telling him we would talk again when he was ready to
tell me anything that was true.
The first time "Frotteur" was admitted to
this prison, having been convicted of burning a church,
he came to my office claiming to be mentally ill. He
recounted his history, never mentioning the Latin Kings
or his history of molesting boys and mentally retarded
juvenile delinquents.. He could not even fabricate symptoms
of a mental illness, saying I would have to ask his
doctor, that "I didn't really pay attention to
what he said." He did remember that I had my limits--approximately
one big lie per minute--and he did not hesitate to leave
when I told him he would not be helped by any treatment
we had to offer. "Frotteur" served only 3
months, and I hoped I'd never hear his lies again.
But less than a year later I was handed a Mental Health
referral from "Frotteur," who had returned
to serve a sentence for Malicious Conduct by a Prisoner.
He would not have the opportunity to engage in further
malicious conduct--he was placed directly in the Single
Cell building where he would not leave his cell without
being handcuffed. CO's escorted him to a conference
room to speak with me, and "Frotteur" began
to prevaricate even before he sat down. "I been
diagnosed with a couple of split personalities. That's
when you can't stand being in a room." If true,
this meant I had a couple of split personalities, because
I couldn't stand being in a room with "Frotteur"
again.
I cut him off. "You were convicted of Malicious
Conduct by a Prisoner. What did you do?"
"Frotteur" turned his head to the side like
a young Godfather. He casually admitted, "In the
county [jail], I threw bodily urine and sperm on a female
CO [correctional officer]." "Frotteur"
tried to justify this atrocity. Needless to say, it
was a short interview.
I returned to the Mental Health office and reported
to Dr. Hanu "The Hindude" Rao that a new term
had been added to the inmates' lexicon: "bodily
urine." "The Hindude" instantaneously
slipped into his parody of the psychologist who refuses
to acknowledge the repugnance of inmate behavior. "Well,
at least he didn't throw synthetic urine on her."
We both laughed. What else could we do?
[Today I got word that another inmate was sentenced
to an additional 38-42 months for throwing feces on
a CO. In my 10 years in this field, this is the first
time a juvenile delinquent or prison inmate has been
sentenced to even one extra day for throwing urine,
feces, or semen on a staff member.]
August 28, 2004
How Long do the Cops Keep Evidence?
August 27, 2004
Mike
Wallace Gets Apology for an Arrest called 'Overzealous'.
Just like when Dante gets a beat down, right?
August 21, 2004
BET NEWS SERIES "LOCKED UP, LOCKED OUT"
LOOKS AT PAROLEES AND STRUGGLES AROUND VOTING IN 2004
Five-Part BET
NIGHTLY NEWS Series Starts August 23 at 11 p.m. ET/PT
New York, NY - They may well be the most forgotten
block of voters in the electorate for the 2004 Presidential
Election - prison parolees, individuals who have paid
their debts to society for crimes of the past. Like
so many, all they want to do is become contributing
members in their local communities and exercise their
constitutional rights. Some will finally have that chance
in November, while others remain locked out by the political
system.
Beginning Monday, August 23 at 11 p.m. ET/PT, BET NIGHTLY
NEWS begins a five-part investigative series entitled
"Locked Up, Locked Out," which looks into
the lives of five successful African Americans who have
struggled as parolees to regain a place among the voting
populous in this pivotal political year. Award-winning
CBS News journalist Randall Pinkston lends his talents
as the narrator voice for the series. Among those subjects
who can't escape the shackles of past transgressions
is renowned actor, producer and director Charles "Roc"
Dutton, who some 30 years following his parole for a
manslaughter conviction still is not allowed to vote
in his home state of Maryland.
"This series is a sobering and inspirational look
at what some African Americans are facing as our nation
prepares for the Presidential Elections this fall,"
said Heather Vincent Holley, Executive Producer for
BET NIGHTLY NEWS. "Each featured individual in
the series has rebounded from their crime conviction
to become success stories as artists, business owners,
writers and community activists. Yet the very system
to which they pay taxes as citizens has either limited
or outright denied a basic right of a democracy - voting."
The following is a schedule and synopsis of featured
subjects for the BET NIGHTLY NEWS investigative series
"Locked Up, Locked Out" beginning Monday,
August 23 on BET (home towns in parenthesis):
Monday, August 23: Elaine Bartlett (Harlem,
New York) - Bartlett served 16 years of a 20-years-to-life
sentence on a first-time drug offense before being granted
clemency by New York Governor George Pataki. Befriended
by Village Voice reporter Jennifer Gonnerman, Bartlett
has allowed her life story to become the subject of
a new book "Life on the Outside" written by
Gonnerman. The book chronicles the struggles that ex-convicts
often face upon release back into society. In 2004,
Bartlett will vote for the first time ever.
Tuesday, August 24: Jonathon Romain (Chicago,
Illinois) - At age 24 and just two weeks following
his college graduation, Romain was on the receiving
end of a 15-year sentence for selling cocaine. Romain
served seven years and was paroled in 2000. Having sharpened
his art skills while in prison, Romain has now opened
his fifth art gallery and counts actress Angela Bassett
and local Chicago politicians among his clientele. Some
of his works have sold for as much as $20,000. With
terms of his parole now behind him, Romain will rejoin
the voting ranks in November.
Wednesday, August 25: Shakoor Watson (Bedford-Stuyvesant,
New York) - While serving eight years of a
12-year sentence for assault, Watson began cooking and
baking in the prison kitchen. The skills he acquired
led him to launch Shakoor's Sweet Tooth, which now exports
his sweets and baked goods all over the country. Shakoor
has also begun speaking at local high schools, prisons
and after-school programs about his life experiences.
Now age 45, Watson is eligible to vote this year for
the first time since his parole 10 years ago.
Thursday, August 26: Jeff Henderson (Watts,
California) - Drug charges landed Watts in
prison for 10 years where he learned cooking skills.
Since his release five years ago, Watts has lived in
Las Vegas blossomed into one of the nation's top chefs
and caterers. In 2001, Watts was named Chef of the Year
by the American Food and Wine Tasting Federation. His
dishes are well-renown in the entertainment world and
in high demand among celebrities. Having fulfilled the
terms of his parole, Watts is now a registered voter
once again.
Friday, August 27: Charles "Roc"
Dutton (Baltimore, Maryland) - He is one of
Hollywood's most talented actors, producers and directors
with more than 50 films and a successful television
series to his credit. Yet in spite of his success and
immersion back into society, Dutton remains outside
America's political process. Convicted of manslaughter
at age 17, Dutton still can't vote in his home state
of Maryland some 30 years after his parole.
July 26, 2004
U.S.
'Correctional Population' Hits New High. The number
of Americans under the control of the criminal justice
system grew by 130,700 last year to reach a new high
of nearly 6.9 million, according to a Justice Department
report released today.
(Up)Lifting Story
by John Schwade
"No Firearms" signs are posted at every
entrance to the prison. Inmates are, of course, disarmed
prior to delivery. The signs are posted to remind the
sheriff's deputies making deliveries to overcome the
understandable temptation to carry arms into our high-crime
neighborhood. The only arms allowed are those attached
to your shoulders.
To be "armed" in prison is to have muscular
arms. In fact, muscular arms are sometimes referred
to as "guns" on the inside. Practiced at detecting
guns on the outside, inmates immediately notice who
has "guns" on the inside. It is one significant
factor included in an inmate's decisions regarding whom
he can intimidate and with whom he should align himself.
(Contrary to the popular myth, it is extraordinarily
rare for an inmate to "muscle up" in prison.
Inmates with "guns" control access to the
"weight stack," and infrequently allow inmates
without "guns" to arm their arms.)
As a psychologist, I am one of a handful of employees
inside the prison not issued pepper spray or a baton.
On the two occasions when I've had to thwart an assault,
my strength allowed me to do it quickly and safely.
That's why I lift heavy weights. To accommodate heavy
weight, my muscles grew to a size noticed and commented
upon by inmates each summer. That's when heat and humidity
smothers North Carolina, and I wear short-sleeve shirts,
exercising my 2nd Amendment right to bare arms.
Don't get me wrong--I don't look like a bodybuilder.
I lift weights for functional strength, not to sculpt
my body. I don't take anabolic steroids, the opiates
of the massive. And I am still trying to shed the extra
pounds of fat I stored in preparation for the Y2K cataclysm.
Still, inmates comment on the size of my arms, perhaps
because they don't expect to see them attached to a
50-year-old psychologist with graying hair and bifocals.
My short sleeves upset one inmate. "You ain't big!"
he shouted from behind me in standard craven fashion,
after passing in a line of inmates. Of course, he meant
that I was too big to intimidate or to confront face-to-face.
But every other inmate reaction has been friendly or
beyond. They offer encouragement before staff weight-lifting
competitions ("I KNOW you're gonna win"),
and even promote me far beyond my capabilities, as did
an inmate who commented to his friends, "Look at
that man. I bet he could bench (press) fo' hun'red pounds!"
(This reminded me of the time a little boy in a candy
shop mistook my father, himself capable of prodigious
feats of strength, for Superman in civilian apparel,
complete with black eyeglasses. Dad, never one to disappoint
a child, conceded that the child had identified him
sans cape, and ordered the counterman to give the child
a free candy bar. Dad paid for it after the enthralled
child left.)
One inmate who commented on my size provided a touching
example of how some inmates crave a role model to imitate.
I was at my computer typing (against only slight resistance
from the keyboard) when an inmate (who was not a mental
health patient) stopped outside my office. "Mister
Schwade, you BIG!" he exclaimed. I invited "U.
Big" into the office and answered his questions
about how to achieve bigness. I began by telling him
how to lift weights safely, and showed him how I kept
myself motivated and on track with an exercise log.
I demonstrated safe exercises that would enable him
to develop functional strength and avoid developing
the typical prison weight lifter's body--Tarzan from
the waist up, Jane from the waist down. I wasn't sure
if he was enjoying the advice or simply the attention,
but I found out the next day.
"U. Big" showed up at my office rubbing his
arms. "Mister Schwade, I did that workout you showed
me, trying to get big like you. I'm SORE!" At once
I was gratified, but overwhelmed by the responsibility
inherent in the realization that "U. Big"
was trying to be like me. I demonstrated some gentle
stretching exercises that would alleviate the soreness
while mulling the implications. "U. Big" had
not only listened to my instruction, he had proceeded
to the weight stack on the exercise yard and, in 90-degree
air so humid your skin feels as if it is covered with
wet sponges, worked so hard he was sore the next day.
To "U. Big," I was more than another DOC employee
or psychologist. DOC employees and psychologists must,
of course, resist the pressure or temptation to step
outside our roles. Still, "U. Big's" emulation
boosted my determination to perform my role as well
as I could in the hope that he could learn from me what
he had been unable or unwilling to learn from others.
And he had much to learn.
"Did you just lift weights?" "U. Big"
asked one afternoon, noticing my freshly showered hair.
"No, today I went hiking in the woods," I
told him. I'd cut a path through nearby woods, leading
to a stream where I could hop from rock to rock while
watching the frogs and turtles. For a guy from Newark,
NJ, a non-flammable stream with living animals is a
wonder of nature. But not for "U. Big."
"The WOODS!" he exclaimed. "Ain't you
afraid of snakes?"
"Well, I watch where I step," I explained.
"And I carry a stick to push the stubborn ones
out of my path." I thought I'd quelled "U.
Big's" concerns for my safety.
"What about bears?" he asked.
"There aren't too many bears in this area,"
I answered. "But if you make noise, bears will
run away. They don't like people."
"Man, I ain't goin' in no woods," "U.
Big" assured me. The issue was sadly moot. While
"U. Big" could imitate my weight lifting,
he was not free to imitate my brave forays into the
wilderness.
Each time I see "U. Big" I wonder how his
life might have been different if he'd had a role model--dare
I say, a father. A protective father who, when he was
very small, would be big for him and who later would
show him how to become big so he could protect his own
family. A father who would help him to overcome a child's
fear of the unknown, who would take him into the woods
and scare away the bears, both real and imagined. Most
importantly, a father who would show and tell him how
to overcome the fear of failure--in school, in relationships,
and on the job.
We are wisely cautioned against "undue familiarity,"
and "dual relationships" that could erode
our professional roles and foster exploitation. I'll
never take "U. Big" hiking in the woods. But
I hope that after he is released from prison someone
else will.
July 16, 2004
The Source of an inmate's revulsion?
John Schwade
Copyright 2004
DebraDickerson.com has a link to a new book: Check
it while I wreck it: Black womanhood, hip hop culture,
and the public sphere, by Gwendolyn D. Pough.
The book description at Amazon.com promises this.
Pough demonstrates how influential women rappers such
as Queen Latifah, Missy Elliot, and Lil' Kim are building
on the legacy of earlier generations of women….
She discusses the ways in which today's young black
women struggle against the stereotypical language of
the past ("castrating black mother," "mammy,"
"sapphire") and the present ("bitch,"
"ho," "chickenhead"), and shows
how rap provides an avenue to tell their own life stories,
to construct their identities, and to dismantle historical
and contemporary negative representation of black womanhood.
Pough also looks at the on-going public dialogue between
male and female rappers about love and relationships,
explaining how the denigrating rhetoric used by men
has been appropriated by black women rappers as a means
of empowerment in their own lyrics.
I don't know how Lil' Kim boasting of urinating in
men's mouths, as she does on her latest CD, contradicts
the "bitch," "ho," or "chickenhead"
label, dismantles the contemporary negative representation
of black womanhood, or empowers black women. Nor does
her most notorious lyric, "I used to fear the dick
/ Now I throw lips to the shit" accomplish these
lofty goals. In fact, had author Pough spoken to inmates
in this prison, she might discovered have such portrayals
of "black womanhood" render black women repulsive
to audiences.
"The Source" was a black man who found black
women repulsive. Being a white man, he assured me I
would not face any of the mistreatment inflicted upon
the black women who work here. "I won't bite, or
throw piss or shit on you," he promised at one
of our first "sessions." While "The Source"
had no plans to socialize with black women upon his
release, his obvious revulsion was extraordinarily distressing
to his mother and his two black daughters.
While no one could ever claim with certainty to be
capable of uncovering the source of this inmate's revulsion
for black women, significantly, "The Source"
could not identify a single instance of appreciable
mistreatment by a black woman. This led me to consider
a source for his revulsion outside his personal life.
Again, even if such a source did not cause his revulsion,
it could certainly maintain it.
When "The Source" mentioned that he was reading
the current issue (October 2001) of The Source magazine,
I gave him a homework assignment, to note how black
women were pictured, described, and quoted in the magazine.
That night, I purchased The Source and found that three
female rappers, all black, were featured: "Gangsta
Boo," "Missy Elliot" (one of the "influential
female rappers" identified by Pough), and "Lil'
Mo."
The interview with "Gangsta Boo" begins with,
"Every nigga I fuck with gots to eat my pussy,"
and deteriorates from that point. "Gangsta Boo"
heaps disrespect on black men: "Southern niggas
think they pimps…. Niggas gots to have they own
shit… a nigga must have something. That's just
on the strength of my name. If not, I'd rather be by
myself…. It's hard to get into a man's mind with
so many chickenheads out there. One female can fuck
it up for all females…. With us being women, we
gotta put the pussy in. I think pussy is power….
Niggas are intimidated by me…. I don't need a
nigga for nothing. All the dudes I've been with say
I'm crazy. I might swing on them before they swing on
me."
"Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliot" ended her interview
with the threat of "slapping somebody upside the
head… if I have to." She explained the meanings
of her songs. "Dog in Heat" is about "a
nigga that's ready to bone all day." In "One
Minute Man," she laments "a guy who probably
been trying to get at your for a long time, once he
finally get at you, it just goes real quick or something
like that." And "Step Off" is "the
record every female is gonna relate to. You break up
with a guy but you feel like you still gotta know who
he fucking with. If the bitch tighter than you."
The words of "Lil' Mo" can't top the disgusting
depictions of black men and black women above, but her
photograph is itself disgusting. It shows many of her
17 tattoos. At least it does not show the side of her
head with the sutures used to close a wound inflicted
in a recent brawl, described in the interview.
Being a prison inmate, "The Source's" only
exposure to black women who would potentially be "available"
to him comes through the hip-hop music and publications
of his choosing. This experience is not limited to prison
inmates; much the same is true for millions of white
boys and men, for whom black girls and women are geographically
or culturally unavailable.. What they think they know
comes from the media, and the predominant role for black
women in the media today is as video sluts and rappers
who call men "niggas." That's another thing.
"The Source" does not like for women to call
him "nigga," or belittle him for his lack
of possessions, or use their "pussy power"
to manipulate him, or intimidate him, or assault him.
No sane man would accept this treatment. Yet this is
all that is offered by the "available" black
women to whom he is exposed.
At our next session, I asked "The Source"
for his impression of the black women depicted in the
October 2001 issue of The Source. "Truthfully?"
he asked. "Really disgusting!"
He didn't say a word about the "empowerment"
of black women.
July 15, 2004
(I am so trifling. This should have been posted on
Father's Day. Oh wait. I had technical difficulties.
Anyway, here 'tis.....--dd)
"Perfume's" Pride in "My Deddy"
by John Schwade
The father of "Perfume," an incarcerated
juvenile delinquent named after a dico-era perfume popular
at the time of his birth, was a "no-good-nik,"
to borrow a phrase from Rocky and Bullwinkle's nemesis,
Boris Badenov. "Perfume's" daddy ("Perfume"
pronounced it "deddy") was a criminal handyman.
He dabbled in drug sales, stolen property, and whatever
other enterprises would earn him enough money to support
his copious cocaine addiction.
The cost of "Deddy's" cocaine addiction was
not limited to the expense of the drug. "Deddy"
crashed his motorcycle while riding on snow--the kind
that goes up the nose. A leg was traumatically amputated
in the accident. Subsequently, a cocaine dose of greater-than-usual
potency ("overdose" does not really apply
to a drug without an established safe dosage) caused
a massive stroke, robbing him of his speech and paralyzing
the side of his body that included his remaining leg.
Before age 40, "Deddy" had paid a heavy price
for his addiction to cocaine. He was in such condition,
in a nursing home, when his son "Perfume"
was admitted to training school.
"Perfume" was aware of his father's foibles
and sins, but spoke highly of him nevertheless. Indeed,
"Perfume" was most proud of his "Deddy's"
determination to overcome the traumatic amputation of
a leg and continue to work as a criminal handyman. "He'd
fight you, even with one good leg!" "Perfume"
insisted. It was in the course of relating tales of
his "Deddy" whipping badder men that "Perfume"
almost compromised his father's reputation as a bad
man by omitting a crucial detail.
"One day, this guy came over to my Deddy's garage,"
"Perfume" related. He said my Deddy owed him
some money. He starts beatin' my Deddy on the head with
his own shotgun. Just beatin' him on the head with the
butt end. Had him down on the ground, beatin' him."
"Were you able to stop it?" I asked.
"Oh, my brother, he sneaked around the back and
shot the man."
Children who are raised amidst such violence are often
unaware that it is not the norm. "Do you know that's
not normal?" I asked. "To beat a man with
one good leg like that, that's cruel."
"Perfume" was uncomfortable with my sympathy
for his father's plight. A bad man needs no sympathy.
Having been taught manners, "Perfume" considered
why I might have thought his father pitiful. Then it
came to him. "Oh, oh. See, that day, my Deddy weren't
wearing his leg," he explained. Presumably, if
Deddy had been wearing his prosthesis, a man armed with
a mere shotgun wouldn't have had a chance.
After the session, as I walked with "Perfume"
to the school, I noticed he was limping. This was not
uncommon among incarcerated juvenile delinquents, many
of whom did the "Crip walk," bending their
right knee excessively to show they were "down"
with the right side (right being the patron side of
the Crips). But the Crip walk looked like a faux limp,
like something feigned by a character in an old Western
movie called "Pappy." "Perfume"
was walking with a knee locked, swinging his leg at
the hip. "Did you hurt yourself?" I inquired.
"You're limping."
"I'm limping?" "Perfume" reacted
with surprise. Immediately, his gait returned to normal.
"Perfume" was sheepish. "I guess sometimes
I walk like my Deddy."
"Deddy" died while "Perfume" was
locked up in the juvenile facility. After his release,
"Perfume" continued to walk as his "Deddy"
had--right into prison. Like the legion of fatherless
former juvenile delinquents grown into adult prison
inmates, "Perfume" greeted me in prison with
a smile and a "Hey, Mister Schwade!"
I have two healthy legs, but they both felt heavy.
June 7, 2004
"Lee Ni Ent" sentence
by John Schwade
Below is an abstract from a Risk Assessment I wrote
on an inmate who was eligible for promotion from medium
to minimum custody.
As you read through the descriptions of his crimes--an
armed robbery spree that included kidnapping--remember
that he was only sentenced for one such crime. Eleven
other felonies were "consolidated for judgement."
I know I can't, but maybe someone else can decide which
crime he should be sentenced for, and which were "freebies."
And maybe someone can tell the victims of the "freebies"
why the man who terrorized them received no punishment
for that particular crime.
It boggles the mind.
If you want to get a sense of how absurd this is, consider
the next time you buy 4 tires, telling the clerk you're
only going to pay for one of them. Tell the clerk "the
other three tires have been consolidated for payment."
Now you have some insight into why even career convicts
never learn that you have to pay the price for hurting
people.
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REASON FOR REFERRAL:
Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" is currently serving a
sentence of 3 years and 10 months to 5 years and 5 months
for the following 12 felonies:
· Robbery with a Dangerous Weapon (6 counts);
· Attempted Robbery with a Dangerous Weapon (1
count);
· Conspiracy to Commit Robbery with a Dangerous
Weapon (3 counts); · Kidnapping, Second-degree
(1 count); · Breaking and Entering (1 count).
This inmate was referred for a Community Risk Assessment
to aid in the determination of suitability for unsupervised
access to the community.
The purpose of the assessment and the limits of confidentiality
were explained to the inmate.
ASSESSMENT TECHNIQUES:
The following assessment techniques were used: record
review (including Official Crime Version), interview
with inmate, administration of BETA, MMPI-2, and Community
Risk Worksheet.
HISTORY:
Criminal. Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" was admitted
to prison on 2-28-2003 and has a projected release date
of 5-18-2006. He was first arrested at age 16 and has
since been arrested 10 times. This is the first incarceration
his first incarceration.
While incarcerated, he has received no infractions for
serious institutional misconduct.
The Official Crime Version provided the following details
of the armed robberies (Robbery with a Dangerous Weapon)
for which he is incarcerated. Inmate "Lee Ni Ent"
was convicted of committing an armed robbery on [MONTH
DELETED] 23, [YEAR DELETED], when he entered a store
with two employees and took the money from the cash
drawer. He assured both victims that he did not want
to hurt anyone. He left in a car with two other occupants.
He was caught a year later during a crime spree, during
which he committed 5 armed robberies, brandishing a
handgun, between [MONTH DELETED] 26 and [MONTH DELETED]
26, [YEAR DELETED]; the last 4 were committed between
[MONTH DELETED] 19 and [MONTH DELETED] 26, [YEAR DELETED].
During the course of this spree, Inmate "Lee Ni
Ent" became notably more adept. He committed each
armed robbery alone, without accomplices who might "snitch."
He learned to conceal his identity with masks, and to
commit armed robberies at times and in places with fewer
witnesses. He also became more threatening, forgoing
his initial promises not to hurt compliant victims,
and displaying anger toward his final victims.
On [MONTH DELETED] 26, [YEAR DELETED], he robbed a pizza
restaurant with two employees at 10:30 p.m. He took
money from the cash register, and then ordered an employee
at gunpoint to accompany him to the back of the business,
where he took the money from the safe.
On [MONTH DELETED] 19, he robbed a dry cleaner at 4:25
p.m. He announced, "Don't move and I won't hurt
anybody. Just give me the money."
The next day, [MONTH DELETED] 20, [YEAR DELETED], he
entered a store wearing an improvised mask and ordered
the employees to open the cash register. He said, "I
don't want to hurt anyone." After he had taken
the money, he perhaps exhibited his confidence that
his mask had concealed his identity, stating, "Do
what you have to do. If you need to, call the police."
Four days later, on [MONTH DELETED] 24, [YEAR DELETED],
he entered a video store with black pantyhose over his
head. He ordered the victims to put their hands up,
and took the money from two cash registers. He did not
promise not to hurt compliant victims.
Two days later, on [MONTH DELETED] 26, [YEAR DELETED],
he committed the armed robbery that resulted in his
arrest. He entered a motel with a black mask over his
face. He demanded and received the money from the cash
drawer. He insisted that the clerk open the safe, but
she told him she was unable. In an ill-conceived attempt
to get away from Inmate "Lee Ni Ent", the
clerk told him she knew where some money was kept and
took him to the room of an unsuspecting motel guest.
When the guest opened the door, Inmate "Lee Ni
Ent" demanded the money. The clerk looked under
the mattress of one bed, claiming the hotel manager
kept money there, but of course there was no money.
Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" demanded that the guest
lift the mattress on the other bed and of course there
was no money to be found. Inmate "Lee Ni Ent"
became angry and began to shout at the clerk and the
guest. In an attempt to appease Inmate "Lee Ni
Ent", the clerk claimed it was her first day on
the job and she had been told money was kept under mattress
in the room of the unwitting guest.
Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" ran to his car and drove
away. He was seen running from the motel by a police
officer. That officer apprehended Inmate "Lee Ni
Ent" forthwith.
TEST RESULTS AND INTERPRETATION:
Prior to the current assessment, the BETA was administered
on 3-7-2003, and yielded an IQ of 95.
The MMPI-2 was administered on 4-19-2004. The results
were valid. The score of 62 on Scale 4 has been associated
with an increased likelihood of violent recidivism.
COMMUNITY RISK WORKSHEET:
A Community Risk Worksheet was completed. Of 10 possible
risk factors, Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" had two:
three prior arrests, and MMPI-2 Scale 4 > 61 (62),
Because the total is less than 3, by the standards
of the Community Risk Worksheet, Inmate "Lee Ni
Ent" is considered an acceptable risk for unsupervised
access to the community. Nevertheless this psychologist
recommends Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" not be promoted
(see below).
INTERVIEWER'S IMPRESSION:
Although the seriousness of the crime indicates that
Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" will always represent
some risk to society, according to the instruments and
standards used in this risk assessment, the risk that
Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" poses if given unsupervised
access to the community is rated as "acceptable".
Nevertheless, in the clinical judgement of this examiner,
promotion is contraindicated because of the nature of
the crimes he committed and the sentence he received.
This recommendation is based upon the following three
factors.
1. Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" committed a crime
spree. While most armed robbers know that it is best
to "lay low" after committing an armed robbery,
"spree" criminals are unable to exercise such
self-control because the excitement (positive reinforcement)
they derive from each crime is too great. "Spree"
criminals typically increase the frequency and severity
of their crimes until they are apprehended, as happened
with Inmate "Lee Ni Ent". Even in prison,
"spree" criminals pose a great danger to others
once they discover what crimes they can commit in their
situation. Their "good" behavior in higher-security
conditions [MONTH DELETED] be interpreted simply as
an effect of the unavailability of a weapon, or of drugs
to sell, rather than the inmate's rehabilitation or
progress. 2. When it comes to avoiding detection for
his crimes, Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" is a quick
learner. Note how he learned to conceal his face with
a mask, to rob businesses with only one employee, and
to commit his robberies at night, rather than in daylight.
3. Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" received an extraordinarily
lenient sentence for the following 12 felonies (with
the class of each felony).
· Robbery with a Dangerous Weapon (6 counts),
D;
· Attempted Robbery with a Dangerous Weapon (1
count), D;
· Conspiracy to Commit Robbery with a Dangerous
Weapon (3 counts), E; · Kidnapping, Second-degree
(1 count), E; · Breaking and Entering (1 count),
H.
The kidnapping was committed with a firearm, which
made him eligible for conviction on a charge of First-degree
Kidnapping (rather than Second-degree kidnapping).
Despite the number of serious felonies Inmate "Lee
Ni Ent" was caught committing, all 12 were consolidated
for judgement. Consequently, he could serve as little
as 3 years and 10 months. Even the maximum sentence,
5 years and 5 months, is extraordinarily generous, not
just in comparison to the sentence he could potentially
have received, but more significantly in comparison
to the sentences given to Inmate's "Lee Ni Ent"'s
inmate peers. Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" is intelligent
enough to understand that he received an extremely lenient
sentence, that he was essentially sentenced for one
felony and that the other 11 felonies were free. What
implications does this have for the Department of Correction?
First, in determining the conditions of confinement
and security level necessary for Inmate "Lee Ni
Ent", the DOC is not obligated to overlook the
11 serious felonies for which Inmate "Lee Ni Ent"
essentially received no punishment.
Second, the spree nature of Inmate "Lee Ni Ent"'s
crimes indicated that the excitement, the positive reinforcement,
he received while kidnapping, robbing, and terrorizing
his victims at gunpoint was irresistible to Inmate "Lee
Ni Ent". Rather than a sentence severe enough to
deter further crimes, to override the positive reinforcement
obtained through his crime spree(s), Inmate "Lee
Ni Ent" received a lenient sentence. While it is
not possible to predict behavior with exactitude, we
can say with certainty that when a behavior (armed robbery)
provides powerful reinforcement that is not countered
by powerful punishment, we can expect that behavior
and like behaviors to recur given the opportunity. Because
Inmate "Lee Ni Ent" is in the custody of DOC
under Medium Custody conditions, we should expect his
behavior to recur should he be given greater opportunity,
as he surely would under Minimum Custody conditions.
Therefore, I recommend that promotion be denied at
this time.
Disgraced troopers collecting pensions:
2 who resigned over tapes get thousands in disability.
"Two state troopers who resigned last year after
the discovery of two videotapes showing them making
offensive remarks about minority motorists are now receiving
disability pensions worth tens of thousands of dollars
annually."
This is for 'injuries' sustained "years"
earlier, mind you. Poor babies had been manfully working
through the pain, too upstanding to apply for disability
until it occurred to them just the day before resigning
in disgrace.
I bet these two of New Jersey's finest could just go
on and on about 'welfare queens' and 'peole who just
don't want to work', 'people who want something for
nothing'.
This is why I believe in gun control; without it, I'd
be offing these hypocrites left and right.
June 6, 2004
Prison and its Aftermath.
News from the Drug War. "For
the past 15 years, lawmakers have pursued tough-on-drugs
policies in an effort to create a "drug free America,"
plowing billions of dollars into prosecuting and imprisoning
drug offenders. Is it working? Not according to many
drug policy observers of each political stripe. Indeed,
some claim the war on drugs has been a complete - and
extremely costly - failure."
What the Bagel Man Saw. "An
economist quits his job to sell baked goods in office
parks and ends up creating the perfect laboratory to
study white-collar crime."
A Long Way Down. "It
wasn't easy for Jay Jones to go to prison for conspiring
to defraud investors or to leave his comfortable life
behind. Even harder was accepting that he had committed
a crime."
Poor baby.
Throwing Away the Key. "Will
harsh sentences for corporate criminals really make
us
feel better?" If your name is Quiante and you're
doing 15 years for living next door to a crack dealer-
YES!
Trouble in Private U.S. Jails Preceded
Job Fixing Iraq's. "Tyson Johnson
was in the Santa Fe County jail here in January 2002,
awaiting trial on charges of stalking and aggravated
assault, when his longtime claustrophobia gave him anxiety
attacks and he asked to see a psychiatrist.
But the jail, which is run by a private prison company,
Management and Training Corporation, did not have a
psychiatrist or a psychologist. So Mr. Johnson tried
slitting his wrist and neck with a razor, and when that
failed, he told the jail's nurse, Sheila Turner, "Today
I am going to take myself out."
A guard, Crystal Quintana, told investigators that
the nurse replied, "Let him." Ms. Turner denies
this, her lawyer says.
Ten minutes later, Mr. Johnson, 27 and with no previous
criminal record, was found hanging from a sprinkler
head in a windowless isolation cell where he was supposedly
being closely watched."
Iraq 'Supermax' Prison Won't Wipe Away
Abu Ghraib Stain. "In his five-point
plan for Iraq reconstruction, President Bush touted
his plan to build a modern maximum-security prison in
Iraq as one way to wipe away the horrid stain of the
Abu Ghraib prison scandal. The irony is that the type
of maximum-security prison Bush wants to build has come
under fierce assault from prison reformers, lawmakers
and even some prison officials in the United States.
These prisons, popularly known as a supermax prisons,
have been the target of prisoner lawsuits in Wisconsin,
Ohio, Virginia, and Illinois. In 2000, the Justice Department
brought federal charges against prison guards for shooting
inmates at Pelican Bay, California's supermax prison."
June 5, 2004
Case of slain transgender teen goes to
the jury in California. "A jury began
deliberating Thursday in the murder case against three
young men charged with beating and strangling a teenager
after discovering she was biologically
male."
June 4, 2004
The Control Group has a Bad Day
by John Schwade
It was her beautiful eyes, set off by chocolate colored
skin more alluring than any makeup, that drew me to
her. No, I'm not talking about my wife Wendy again,
although her eyes still draw me like a Star Trek tractor
beam. These were the eyes of Tasha Seemungal of Long
Island, N.Y., seen through the window of a Raleigh News
& Observer newspaper machine. Tasha was pictured
above the fold waiting for her engine to cool after,
as the headline above her explained, a "FATAL CRASH
OF MINIVAN AND TANKER SETS OFF DAYLONG SNARL."
Nothing conveys the horror, pain, and grief of a 59-year-old
father of two dying inside his overturned tanker truck
in the southbound lanes of I-95 quite like a photo of
a fetching young woman. I invested fifty cents and found
that Friday, May 28, 2004 had been a bad day for North
Carolina's "control group."
Working with and writing about North Carolina's prison
inmates, for me, North Carolina's control group consists
of those who are not in prison, or not in prison yet,
or generally considered to be the sort of people who
would never commit a crime deserving of a prison sentence.
Of course the actions of prison inmates are, as a group,
"worser" (as we say in prison) than the actions
of the control group. But how much "worser"?
Perspective requires comparison of the actions of inmates
with the actions of a control group.
Group comparisons are commonplace; we make and rely
upon such comparisons daily. For example, if the doctor
says your blood pressure is160/110, you know, or the
doctor will tell you, this is bad because it is higher
than the average for a control group of persons who
are not at high risk for strokes or heart attacks. Yet
the actions of the control group are not explicitly
considered in evaluating the misdeeds of those who are
sentenced to prison.
I've heard the objections from members of the control
group of non-incarcerated and non-prosecuted persons.
They kill innocent people! Well, that's demonstrably
true. Indeed, if we gave every inmate released from
prison today a Colt, Beretta, Taurus, or other firearm
as they exited, surely some innocent persons would be
dead before the end of the day. But annually, for every
American killed by a Colt, Beretta, Taurus, or other
firearm, four more are killed by a Colt, Beretta, Taurus,
or other automobile. That's how an innocent 57-year-old
man died when a 16-year-old driver, detoured from the
scene where another man died in his overturned truck,
failed to stop for a flashing red light and slammed
into the side of his vehicle. Neither the 16-year-old
nor her two passengers were injured.
Meanwhile, among the motorists travelling on northbound
I-95 and the detoured southbound motorists, there were
15 other wrecks as emergency workers removed the dead
and injured and debris from the two fatal wreck sites.
How did the control group react to the tragedy of, for
example, their delay in reaching "South of the
Border," where fireworks can be purchased in abundance?
Absent the comforting road noise of a moving bus, passengers
of a bus stopped in traffic found the snoring of one
passenger suddenly unbearable. The snoring passenger
was awakened, and he attempted to enforce his right
to sleep by pulling a knife. But those are low-class
bus riders. What about the upright citizens who drive
cars or support our Saudi allies in the war on terror
by driving SUV's? According to the director of the Johnston
County 911 communications center, "You get people
flipping each other off, communicating threats, cursing
at each other."
OK, OK, so the control group is impolite and kills
40,000+ people a year with their vehicles. But those
are "accidents." The control group would not
kill an innocent human being with premeditation. Would
they? Yes, they would. Read all about it in "Three
bills push N.C. prosecutors to share evidence."
As the article informs, "It's a response to several
recent cases--including the February acquittal on retrial
of former death row inmate Alan Gell--in which prosecutors
or investigators improperly withheld information favorable
to the defendant." Hmmm. Sounds like the prosecutors
and investigators were planning to kill an innocent
man. In North Carolina, that's First-degree Murder--if
you're not a prosecutor or investigator. Just in case
you've never considered why it is wrong to kill an innocent
man with premeditation, State Senator Tony Rand, "who
has had a long career as a lawyer," wants you to
know, "A case like Gell's tends to lessen the esteem
in which the judicial process is held." You see,
it would be tragic if North Carolina knowingly executed
an innocent man, thereby diminishing the esteem of Tony
Rand and others involved in the judicial process.
Davidson County Sheriff Gerald Hege had been held in
high esteem. Court TV gave him his own television show,
where viewers could enjoy watching him interview inmates
at his jail, where he subjected them to petty humiliations,
including cells painted pink with purple polka dots.
Although the public was enthralled by his "get-tough"
approach, I know the real secret to how he kept order
in his jail. Inmates in the Davidson County jail were
prescribed Elavil for "sleep problems," meaning
they had a problem sleeping more than 10 hours a day.
One inmate told me Elavil enabled him to sleep up to
20 hours a day, thereby effectively halving his sentence.
(The North Carolina Department of Correction does not
prescribe Elavil.) That's all over now. Last week, Sheriff
Hege pleaded guilty to two counts of Obstruction of
Justice and was forced to resign. According to "Hege's
deputies off hook," Hege is incensed that the deputies
who snitched on him are not being prosecuted for breaking
the law, even though they faced dismissal if they did
not follow his orders to break the law. Most of Hege's
deputies simply pretended to comply with his unlawful
order, or complied only with the lawful aspects. The
District Attorney explained, "You don't want to
do anything that discourages anyone in the future from...coming
forward and telling the truth." While I have sympathy
for Hege's beleaguered deputies, I am certain that neither
they, nor Hege, nor the District Attorney ever recognized
the duress defense in the case of those arrested selling
drugs under penalty of death imposed by their slave
master.
Everyone knows there are corrupt cops, but firemen?
Not firemen! I mean, don't we tell mothers contemplating
the murder of their newborns to drop them off at the
firehouse, where they can be hosed off and otherwise
cared for? Well, at least erstwhile High Point firefighter
Randy Hughes could be counted on to receive newborn
infants even when fire crews were responding to a call.
In "Firefighter pleads no contest in thefts,"
we find that Hughes "placed false 911 calls so
he could take money from fire stations while fire crews
were out."
If cops and firefighters are not honorable, what about
honor students? "Enloe valedictorian opts out"
reports that Evan Wu, who had the highest grade-point
average of the 521 seniors in his graduating class,
would not address the graduates or even participate
in the graduation ceremony, in accordance with the desires
of many of his classmates. He had served a five-day
suspension earlier in the school year for what his mother
called a "silly matter." A television newscast
reported Wu had forged a teacher's name on a letter
of recommendation, which is not a silly matter.
Tired of crime? Then let's hang out with the rich and
famous at the Cape Hatteras National Seashore. That's
where last year George Edward Wheatly, Jr. had a fabulous
end-of-school party. George is the grandson of a prominent
attorney and the son of the owner of an oil and tire
company. Last year, George loaded up his jeep with beer
and students, cracked open a cold one, and raced down
the beach at 60 mph. It was wild. Then he overturned
the jeep, killing a 17-year-old German exchange student.
But George is so cool. He gets out of his jeep, looks
at the girl, and says--get this--"Hey, one of you
guys has to say you're the driver. I can't afford any
more DUI's." The article, "Beach death brings
prison," doesn't really convey how hard the privileged
party, but you can read between the lines.
Well, it was an accident. Some rich people kill on
purpose. But, like, they only do it help their own family.
"Convicted killer dies at Butner" is the story
of the life and deaths of Christopher L. Mosely, third
husband of Lisa Dean Mosely, an heiress to the du Pont
family chemical fortune. See, Lisa's son, Simpson, had
this girlfriend, Patricia. Patricia had been a South
Philadelphia prostitute. (The inclusion of this detail
leaves me wondering how that is significantly different
from being a North Philadelphia prostitute.) Mr. and
Mrs. Mosely blamed Patricia for making Simpson dependent
on chemicals. Mr. and Mrs. Mosely were themselves dependent
on du Pont Chemicals, but that's a different matter.
As part of Simpson's rehabilitation plan, Mr. Mosely
hired three people to beat Patricia to death. Her body
was found stuffed inside an air-conditioning duct in
a Las Vegas motel. (The author did not specify whether
it was in South Vegas or North Vegas.)
Need a distraction? What's on the radio? Bob Dumas,
host of the area's top-rated morning radio show, described
"American Idol" winner Fantasia Barrino as
"ghetto." Hence the article "Radio host
draws minister's ire." Defending himself, Dumas
said "ghetto" is not race-specific."
To Dumas, it means "just a lower-class person.
It can be black, it can be white, it can be Hispanic.
It can be anybody." Of course, Fantasia Barrino
is black, and she can't be white, she can't be Hispanic,
she can't be anybody. Oh, and Dumas predicted on the
air that Fantasia Barrion was going to end up a crack
cocaine addict. The Dumas defense is B.S. (Coincidentally,
if you insert a "b" and an "s" into
"Dumas," you produce an apt description of
the area's most popular morning radio host.)
This isn't working. Let's go up north, to Canada. Oops.
The Sports section has a photograph of two hockey thugs
fighting under the headline, "Learning to be enemies."
Hockey is even more exciting now that Russian thugs
(some with ties to Russian organized crime) have joined
Canadian thugs on the ice. Russian Ruslan Fedotenko
translated the American thug credo, "Don't start
no stuff, won't be no stuff," into clumsy English:
"We're trying not to have retaliation, but whatever
you give you have to expect also." I am trying
not to have headache, but reading about the headache
control group give to others I must expect to receive
headache also.
Look at your local newspaper today. Much if not most
of the misery reported is attributable to the control
group rather than criminals or "ghetto" people.
The same is doubtless true in your own life. You can
be assured that none of the convicted felons in this
prison will ever qualify for your job or for the job
of the supervisor who makes your life miserable. They
won't manage the HMO that attempts to fight your claim
until you die. They won't squander or loot your pension
funds. And don't overlook the tangible ways in which
the control group contributes to crimes for which criminals
are imprisoned. Some "bad" drug dealers would
go out of business but for the "good" people
who purchase their products.
Even with two million Americans behind bars, there
is still plenty of misery and mayhem, courtesy of the
control group. While it is right and proper to be concerned
with crime, a preoccupation with the misdeeds of "bad
people" has not and will not make us happy. Nor
will scapegoating, dispensing ever-harsher sentences
to those caught committing the types of crimes "bad"
people commit. We've got to consider the actions of
the control group. Of course, it's easier to criticize
"them" than to criticize "us." On
this point the "Hindude" is fond of quoting
the late Jesus Christ, who admonished "You can
see the speck in your neighbor's eye but you can not
see the beam in your own eye."
I'd like to write more about this, but I have something
in my eye.
'Cops' Re-Invited To Tape Cincinnati Police.
Sheriff Welcomes 'Cops' Crews.
Good Idea? "Police Chief Tom Streicher re-invited
the television show Wednesday, six days after canceling
an earlier invitation because of pressure from City
Council members who questioned the show's impact on
tourism and the city's image."
Agreement on Rockefeller drug law reform;
negotiations continue, By JOEL STASHENKO,
Associated
Press. "With no fuss or fanfare, negotiators
for the state Assembly and Senate this week agreed to
ease back on the harshest of the drug laws that a panicky
Gov. Nelson Rockefeller pushed through the state Legislature
in the mid-1970s."
May 30, 2004
"HIP-HOPPERS NOT WELCOME IN MIAMI BEACH:
Especially this weekend. Just ask Luther Campbell. It
may or may not be outright racism, but the Miami Beach
police department is not hiding the fact that it is
not too fond of hip-hoppers gettin' their party freak
on over the Memorial Day Weekend in their fair city.
The Miami Herald is reporting that The American Civil
Liberties Union wants to meet with Miami Beach leaders
to discuss the city's treatment of hundreds of thousands
of hip-hop revelers on the upcoming Memorial Day weekend."
reports the EUR.
May 25, 2004
Eliot Spitzer,
Wimp: Why the New York attorney general isn't strong-arming
white-collar shysters.
Supreme Stupidity
by John Schwade
Kenneth "Supreme" McGriff, the NYC drug kingpin
whose money is behind the "Murder, Inc." cabal
of rappers (including Jay Z, who was virtually licked
all over by CBS's Bob Simon in the most outrageous fluff
piece ever aired by 60 MInutes), is under investigation
for three murders. He isn't hard for detectives to find,
as he is back in federal prison for possession of a
gun by a convicted felon. How was he caught with a gun?
Creative thugs hide their weapons. In Durham, NC, a
favorite tactic is to order terrified neighbors to let
their grass grow long so that thugs can keep their firearms
strewn about on the lawns adjoining their street pharmacies.
Guns are also hidden atop automobile tires, behind the
wheel well. Those with enough money have hidden panels
built into their cars. Those with the most money (e.g.
"Suge" Knight, the convicted felon who runs
"Death Row" Records) hire corrupt police officers
to serve as bodyguiards. These scoundrels do their target
practice in remote locations, unless they have the neighborhood
"on lockdown," in which case they simply shoot
at homes in the neighborhood. But not "Supreme."
"Supreme" went to a firing range and signed
up for a class in handgun training. Of course, he used
an alias, but that doesn't help much when the feds are
tailing you.
The moniker "Supreme" indicates that Kenneth
McGriff is a devotee of the Nation of Gods and Earths,
and as such considers himself to be a supreme being.
(His associate is Dennis "Divine" Crosby,
who adopted a moniker usually reserved for strippers.)
"Supreme" lives down to his moniker. He is
supremely stupid.
May 20, 2004
"The prison effect on political landscape:
The US prison boom of the past 30 years - which has
nearly doubled the number of state prisons to more than
1,000 and increased the nation's prison population from
218,000 to 1.3 million - has had widely recognized economic,
political, and social effects. But one important political
effect of the forced relocation of millions of inmates
has been largely overlooked: The dilution of the urban
black vote to the benefit of rural white communities."
From the Christian
Science Monitor.
Abandoned Children: There ought to be a law!
by John Schwade
Ralph Kiner, the perpetually befuddled baseball announcer,
began a 1985 New York Mets broadcast with, "It's
Father's Day, so to all you fathers out there, Happy
Birthday!" For the next ten years, that remained
the most egregious attempt to celebrate Father's Day
that I had ever witnessed--until I began working with
juvenile delinquents in a training school.
In early June of 1995, the social worker brought a
box of Father's Day cards to the cellblock (euphemistically
called a "cottage") where I worked. The box
had 32 cards in it, one for each of the juvenile delinquents
to send to his father. On the day after Father's Day,
I saw the box of cards, nearly full. I counted 27 cards.
The social worker explained to the new psychologist
that most of the juvenile delinquents either did not
know their father, did not know where their father lived,
or simply had no regard for their father.
Among the inmates who come to me for treatment of mental
health problems, fewer than 10% have any ongoing relationship
with their father. Their relationships with their mothers
give male-bashers no cause for celebration, although
it is certainly harder for a woman who gives birth to
a child to claim the child is not hers.
Numerous studies have shown that parental abandonment
is highly correlated with not just criminality, but
with the mental illnesses that I see most often among
young inmates, anxiety and depression. (Symptoms of
anxiety and depression overlap, and are often correlated,
or "co-morbid" in the terminology du jour.
Recent research indicates they might actually be the
same disorder, as anxiety, especially generalized anxiety
disorder, is so often a precursor of depression.) This
is not surprising, given that the single best predictor
of adult depression is loss of a parent before the child
is 12 years of age. Every day for over nine years I
have seen adolescents and young men furious at all authority
figures (you were taught in Psychology 101 that there
is transference of feelings about one's parents to authority
figures), panicking at the possibility of abandonment
(even by prison guards), or weeping as they described
their abandonment by one or both parents.
There ought to be a law.
Being confronted daily with the tragic consequences
of parental abandonment I believed this strongly--until
I found there is a law. In North Carolina (North Carolina
General Statutes 14-322.1) "Abandonment of a child
or children for six months" is a Class I felony
(Class A is the most serious). Here is the entire statute,
fresh off the NC Legislature's web site.
14-322.1. Abandonment of child or children for six
months.
Any man or woman who, without just cause or provocation,
willfully abandons his or her child or children for
six months and who willfully fails or refuses to provide
adequate means of support for his or her children during
the six months' period, and who attempts to conceal
his or her whereabouts from his or her child with the
intent of escaping his lawful obligation for the support
of said child or children, shall be punished as a Class
I felon.
This law includes a stipulation with no practical significance:
a person guilty of this offense must abandon his or
her child or children "with the intent of escaping
his lawful obligation for the support of said child
or children." The parents who have abandoned the
children and adults I have treated have violated all
the stipulations of this law. They do not pay child
support. (In fact, the mandated centralized collection
agency does not accept cash payments, let alone anonymous
cash payments, so payers must reveal at least where
they bank.)
Being a Class I felony, Abandonment of a Child or Children
for six months is in the same class as these crimes.
· Carrying a Concealed Weapon (2nd offense)
· Safecracking,
· Breaking or Entering a Vehicle
· Forgery
· Subornation of Perjury
· Selling marijuana, opium-based painkillers,
Valium, or anabolic steroids · Escape from State
Prison System [we in the DOC frown upon this]
This should tell you that the NC legislature considers
Abandonment of a Child or Children for Six Months to
be a serious crime. Yet this statute is not enforced.
Imagine a society in which any of the other Class I
felonies above were not prosecuted. What if the DOC
didn't stop inmates from escaping prisons? What if the
neighborhood kids could all carry guns in their backpacks?
What if drug dealers could sell door-to-door? What if
you observed someone breaking into your car, called
911, and the police told you they weren't interested?
Abandonment of a Child or Children is even more serious
than these offenses because it creates persons who carry
concealed weapons, break into cars, sell drugs, and
when they are caught, try to escape from prison.
Nevertheless, during the 9+ years I have been involved
with juvenile delinquents and prison inmates who were
abandoned by one or both parents, not one parent in
North Carolina has been convicted of abandoning his
or her child.
By contrast, from January 1, 1995 through January 31,
2003, the total number of convictions for another Class
I felony, Forgery, is a whopping 16,414. Of those convicted
of Forgery during this period, 10,910 were sentenced
to probation and 5,504 to probation.
The most common objection I've heard to prosecuting
those who abandon their children is, "It won't
make them love their children." I agree. But there
would be other benefits from enforcing this statute.
First, enforcement would be a much-needed declaration
of sympathy for the victims of this crime, the abandoned
children. The law can not compel parents to love their
children, nor can it undo the damage inflicted by abandonment.
Then again, no law, no penalty, can undo the damage
inflicted by a crime. But enforcement would at least
signal to the abandoned children that the rest of us
agree they were treated abysmally, and most significantly,
that abandonment was not their fault. You would be appalled
to know how many parents tell the children they abandoned
that they had to do it because "You were so bad."
Every victim of a serious crime needs and deserves reassurance
that they were not to blame for their mistreatment.
Have we not done this for victims of rape and other
sex offenses?
Second, enforcement will deter the next generation
of potential neglectful parents from having children
they are unwilling or unable to raise. Of course laws
will always be violated, but if laws had no effect Fallujah
would be the model for "Anytown, U.S.A." At
the least we would no longer have young men bragging
about how many babies they have abandoned, and I would
have recourse when a cold-hearted inmate bragged to
me that he abandoned his child because, "It was
just a 'keep-a-nigga' baby," and he was not going
to be kept. Also, might not some potential neglectful
parents use condoms, slowing the spread of HIV?
Third, the only proven benefit of prison is to quarantine
criminals so that they can not repeat their crimes.
It is difficult to procreate in prison. Susan Smith
(remember her?) got pregnant in a South Carolina prison,
but her achievement was noteworthy because it is so
rare. Those imprisoned for abandoning their children
usually can not, while they are in prison, create other
children to abandon.
Finally, some parents who have abandoned their children
will certainly assume their parental responsibility
when they get the message that the rest of us can not
raise their children, and are fed up with trying. Others
will do so only after they are released from prison.
But the children of these once-neglectful parents will
be helped just by the presence of their parents, however
inept they are. I can't tell you how many times I've
heard inmates say, gratefully, "My Momma was on
drugs real bad, but she was there for me," or "My
Daddy [pronounced "Deddy" in NC] got in lots
of trouble, but he took me fishing."
How's this for a radical idea: have parents who abandon
their children take mandatory parenting classes while
on probation or in prison?
Unfortunately for the children of North Carolina, a
new law encourages abandonment of children, as long
as they are abandoned where someone kind is likely to
find them, and when they are so young they are completely
helpless. On July 19, 2001, Governor Easley signed into
law House Bill 275, AN ACT TO DECRIMINALIZE ABANDONMENT
OF AN INFANT UNDER CERTAIN CIRCUMSTANCES AND TO MODIFY
SOME PROCEDURES INVOLVING ABANDONED JUVENILES. This
Act was an attempt to make it more convenient for mothers
to not murder the infants to which they just gave birth.
Listening to the proponents of the Act, you would have
thought it necessary because adoption was illegal and
murder legal.
While quite convenient for the mother wishing to avoid
a murder conviction, the Act neglects the urgent medical
needs an abandoned infant is most likely to face. "Any
individual who takes an infant into temporary custody
may inquire as to the parents' identities and as to
any relevant medical history, but the parent is not
required to provide the information. The individual
shall notify the parent that the parent is not required
to provide the information." So, if the mother
had active Herpes lesions while giving birth, she is
not required to tell the firefighter, police officer,
or social worker who scooped her little Moses out of
the river. It doesn't matter that the child might be
blinded. And if the mother was using drugs that would
cause the infant to suffer withdrawal, she is not required
to reveal that. Of course, if the mother has transmitted
AIDS to the child, we'll find out sooner or later. After
all, the mother is doing her infant a favor by not murdering
it. Why should we ask her embarrassing questions?
Fathers are not mentioned in the Act, although there
is little reason to believe that a woman who pays for
artificial insemination will leave her infant at the
local jail. A father who comes home from work, or war,
or prison expecting to see his child might just find
he no longer has a child. Too bad, Dad--you should have
stayed home and watched television.
It's hard to put into words the heartlessness of this
Act. Pardon me if I dust off my old stand-up comedy
routine to make the point. "I'll tell ya, my wife,
my wife. She gets on my nerves, you know? I mean, she
gets on my nerves so bad, I had to put her in a basket
and leave her at the firehouse!"
ADHD Inmate's Polical Analysis
By John Schwade
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Disorder. "Broomstick" had been diagnosed
as ADHD as a young child, and shortly after he got
to prison he realized he hadn't outgrown it.
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