I have nothing against Buddhists…I actually love Buddhists and they usually love me, too. Just because I sort of made fun of Buddhists here is not meant to offend anyone. Just thought I'd mention this(o:
July 16, 2012
I would get into how good the morning cinnamon rolls are here, but who can truly enjoy a cinnamon roll without hot coffee or tea? Water or milk is okay, but they shame a good cinnamon roll in the morning…so I save mine for an afternoon snack and call it a muffin. Muffins don't really care what they're paired with, as long as they are center stage and thoroughly loved. Funny, I know people like this.
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I wonder if I would be more productive just 'sitting' (like a Buddhist) instead of rambling away with this mini pencil. Are Buddhists very productive or are they just completely self-centered? Aren't they taking a trip to Nirvana and ignoring everything else just to get there because they have unwavering faith that it's better than Dubai? I'm suspicious. I know people like this and they aren't even Buddhist…they just want what they want and want it bad. Aren't we all the same(o: Either way, I am finding more fun making fun of (I mean 'with') Buddhists, with this golf pencil on the back of whatever legal form this is…I can testify that injustice does indeed come in MANY forms…and they are all official with stamps on them and everything. I'm just glad there is a blank side to them so I can express what I REALLY feel. I write on these pages and ignore the intimidation they arrived with…it's good therapy!
I've been thinking about the humiliation of going to Court…and the sheer cost. The shackling, the transportation, the babysitting and 'prisoner storage' (the 'tank'), the multiple escorts from start to finish. There should be radical rethinking in concern to this barbaric process. This is the New Millennium, for God's sake. Court Skype, anyone?
It is common knowledge these days that in America, a person in custody is treated as completely guilty until proven innocent…it's just the truth. I have been treated like dirt by total strangers in uniforms, as if I'm a mongrel, an ignorant menace to society. I don't deserve it. These people have no clue who I am or what my story is. Even more frightening, some of these individuals so clearly enjoy being in the position to dominate and are given free reign to be out right abusive, like Nazis. The experience is so Third World and humiliating, humiliating, humiliating. It's hard to imagine that this is happening in our great country...a country I love.
Back to the subject, I think a great remedy for the prisoners and the state would be to adopt a new process all together. There should be a 'mobile Court' that services the jailhouse for most of the routine court dates. The Judge and the pomp & circumstance should be brought to the jail offices, whether in person or via Skype or something similar. I can't imagine that I am the first person with this idea.
The hearings that only take a matter of 5 minutes could be reduced to very little time and money spent. I imagine that some of the Judges might even enjoy the foreword change of pace. The trials could still be held at the Courthouse, but the hearings that consume all of 5 minutes of a nearly 5 HOUR total process could be shuffled through right where the inmates are being housed. It makes sense to me. Maybe if the County were to cut back such enormous expenditures by using modern day technology, the many cutbacks to basic needs of inmates wouldn't be so necessary. It's just common sense.
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I was just laying here (I can start every entry this way because 'laying here' is what we do 23 hours a day) thinking that it doesn't make much of a difference whether I write about my dreams involving green Lhasa Apsos and Elton John in a Willy Wonka world or simply what is actually happening here…it is all equally absurd. This is a time in my life when it is reasonable to question what is the dream and what is true. I know I don't deserve this treatment but I am accepting it, not fighting it…like an observer in a dream I sense and trust isn't real. God, let me wake up soon and say, "Whew! It was all just a dream!".
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