On a brighter note, I got to talk with Gary Schmidt, a children’s book author about his experience with prisoners. After his wife died, he was miserable. A friend suggested he get back into writing by teaching classes at a local prison. He does this a few days, when one prisoner said “we heard about your wife.” Then all these guys who are in there for life, got up, surrounded Gary, and prayed for him. He said it was the most deeply moving experience of his life.

Every prisoner sounds like a good guy when they're narrated by your voice

I wasn't in for very long, only a couple of days but once you're inside you're less then human as far as anyone else is concerned, it's also blatantly obvious that the screws both expected and wanted you back. The whole system is designed for you to fail. I was able to find mental help and get my life together but that is the exception, not the norm. The prison system is built and designed to be a revolving door to make money. American prison systems are not about rehabilitation, or even keeping the public safe. It's all about the money, its a system designed to turn human suffering into profit, and even though I was only in for like 3 days, it still makes me sick how we treat people.

Went to prison at 18 years old. Within my first week made myself an enemy to one of the biggest gangs. It all started when my cellmate, a member of said gang, started making comments about raping me, and what would I do if he did this, that, etc. I wasn't sure if he was serious or just screwing with me, but he was annoying regardless and we were not getting along with or without the comments. I asked the guards multiple times to move me to a different cell but they refused and said they don't take requests to move cells unless there's a good reason. Apparently, not getting along with another inmate is not a good enough reason. Long story short, it wasn't long before I got fed up with it and had a "fuck it" moment. So, I beat the crap out of him inside the cell with a cafeteria tray (it was one of the solid plastic ones). I spent the next 30 days in confinement, and lost 30 days of good time. This, of course, put a target on my back with that gang and they made sure to remind me of that. Members who were trustees sweeping/mopping the floor in the confinement block or serving chow would say something like, "We gonna get you, you better stay on lockdown, we gonna get you when you come off lockdown" etc etc. So, when I'm released from confinement, back to gen pop, I know they have it out for me and will try to kill me at the first chance they get. But I know they will try to be slick about it and won't try to do it directly in front of the guards. I also know they don't carry shivs outside of the cell blocks because of all the metal detectors throughout the facility. I used this to survive. The first time I was released from confinement the guards escorted me back to the chow hall to join gen pop in the chow hall (it was lunch time). We were passing a line of inmates going the opposite direction. In the line was of the gang members who I used to see hanging around my old cellmate. He started discreetly mouthing off something to me, I couldn't tell what he was trying to say, I just knew it was some kind of threat about trying to "get me" later. I figured why wait until there are no guards around to do something, and I abruptly broke free from the guards escorting me and swiftly stepped over to his side of the hall and kicked him in the face (I was still handcuffed). He slumped against the wall and I moved in to headbutt him, then he tackled me, knocking down a guard that was trying to pull me off of him. We both went to the ground with him trying to get on top of me. I kneed him in the groin to get him off and pushed myself away from him with my feet so I could position myself to kick him in the face some more and drop the heel of my foot on his skull. My goal wasn't so much to inflict harm but to get myself put back in confinement where I would have a better chance of survival. Which is why I did it right there in front of the guards. But I figured while I'm at it I might as well try to inflict as much harm as possible short of murder, because where I was at you typically won't get charged and resentenced for assaulting another inmate, unless you kill them. But it can't hurt to break a jaw or knock out teeth and I absolutely hated these guys, so why not. The COs pepper sprayed both of us and I kept kicking blindly until I felt a knee in my back from the guards trying to pin me down. They put both of us in confinement. 30 days later, after I was released from confinement again, I had to do the same to the first gang member I see. And again another 30 days later to another gang member until finally they shipped me to another facility. I was expecting them to put me directly in confinement the moment i got off the blue bird and I fully expected word to travel to other gang members at this new facility, either through someone who got transferred with me or through other means of communication. Either way, I knew better than to let my guard down. But surprisingly, they allowed me to go straight to gen pop, which on the one hand was a relief because I was sick and tired of being in confinement. But on the other hand only increased my tension. But I kept my head on a swivel and my back to the wall, and avoided drawing attention. I was always a little bit paranoid, wondering when and where the shiv would be coming from. I never let my guard down. Luckily though, the shiv never came and I was able to settle in for the remainder of my stay without issue. I lost 120 days good time in total, due to assaulting gang members in front of guards. But considering the alternative would be to take my chances in gen pop, outnumbered against opponents armed with weapons, it was worth it.

So my husband was in jail for 2 months and said a newbie showed up and he tells everyone in the cell that he has epilepsy (and can't sleep on the top bunk, only the bottom bunk) and needs his medication or will have seziures... they don't give him his medication... and the guys on bottom bunks refuse to trade to the bottom bunk.... and you guessed it- he wakes up to weird moaning inaudible noises and then bam! The newbie fell off the top and hit his head on the corner of the metal bottom bunk bed, then hits the cement floor. By this time all the other bunnies are screaming banging and trying to call the guards for assistance... by the time the guards got there, newbie had bled what looked like all of his blood onto the floor and it was coagulating into big gel piles on the floor.... he got taken away by medical and a week later we found out that his family was suing the jail for not giving him his medications which ultimately led to wrongful death... their lawyer came and visited each of us and asked what happened with his death and we all told them the truth that he begged them for his medication and said it was life or death that he get it and the bunk thing etc. We all said the same thing and thank goodness the family 🏆 won the lawsuit... just wish they had their son.

My brother been in prison 7 years and it's crazy how he's the positive one of us two. Talking to him humbles me, not bc he's ever told me anything like this, but just bc I know where he at.

My worst experience, (which probably sounds odd) was that the first time I was actually incarcerated when I was 34 (I'm 45 now). And to make matters worse, I was once a police officer (from 1999 to 2003). So right off the bat I had to worry about whether anyone recognized me or somehow knew I had been a cop. Thankfully noone ever found out, but I definitely got a serious shock one day when I was waiting my turn for visitation with my girlfriend. The guy ahead of me was having visitation with his wife and 5 year old daughter. As I watched and heard bits and pieces, the little girl kept pounding on the glass between them and was saying things like "Why can't daddy come home with us? I wanna hug daddy!" After everyone had finished their visits, that guy went straight to his bunk and was a complete emotional wreck and who could blame him? That's when something suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks. I remember thinking to myself: "Is THIS what I put other people through? Did I help tear a family apart?" To this day, I almost never list my law enforcement background on my resume. Ever since then I've been asking myself some very difficult questions..... Just my 2 cents.....

Never did time but have a story about a friend. He was selling weed in a small midwest town and met a girl he started dating. Friend was 21 girl was 18. They would always come over to my place to watch movies and smoke, sometimes ordering food etc. He was a lifelong friend and I could vouch for his character. Anyway, his girl had a pill problem and when he found out how bad it was he broke things off with her.. She revealed she was infact 15 and had catfished him, and if he didn't keep supplying her with pills / money then she would falsify a rape against him etc. He ignored it. Despite literally recording her saying this, having screenshots of these threats, etc. A district attorney put out a warrant for him, he went to trial, and a jury believed the crying teenage girl over the weed slinging "pedo", and is doing 40 something years right now. Before her he never had a criminal record and I can say he never had broken a law besides smokind weed. Yet here he was being paraded in the newspaper as a pedophile and a rapist etc. Not exactly a prison story but the shows the failure of the justice system as a whole .

I also follow a channel called Larry Lawton. The guy spent 12 years in prison and his channel is full of stories that make these look rather tame. He once talked about how he spent a night strapped naked to a bedframe, being tortured by a group of guards.

5 years inside and 3 as a bio cleaner. Cleaning up after people who self harmed or did dirty protests, even disease control during COVID. The worst thing I ever saw was cleaning the aftermath of an elderly gentleman who was having stomach issues. He tried to give himself an enima over a tap faucet, fell and got trapped. Drowned from the inside. I've had to deal with more blood than a doctor.

My mother worked in multiple prisons for around 9 years as a nurse. She's very smart and hella metal. Two worst things to happen to her? One inmate gave her a love letter apparently. Not so bad, but kind of spooked her. Absolute worst however is when she was in a room with an inmate that had a knife, and was threatening everyone's lives. No one got hurt, and she acted like it was nothing when she got home. Idk how the hell she does it, but it's certainly something to look up to. Even now that I'm 20.

Friend of mine after asking this.., The guards forgot to lock the cell doors during night... The inmates got out and baked cake and watched movies... Some funny news articles about the incident if you google "Swedish inmates bake cake"

Prison rules regarding the phone dictate that: 1. There is a line for the phone. Not literally. You ask who has the phone last, and get in line after them. 2. You make one 15 minute call (or whatever the duration is limited to), and when your time is up, you pass the phone off to the next person in line. 3. Assuming that you are respecting rules 1 & 2, If someone disrespects you by snatching the phone from you in the middle of your call, you cut their tongue out. Literally. So that they never have a reason to urgently use the phone ever again.

Prison is a joke, it does nothing to actually rehabilitate anybody but severely punishes them and reinforces negative behaviors

I remember the story I heard once from one of my cousins who worked as a medical oficial, basically this giant of a man (think John Coffey but Irish) was doing time for killing skinheads in a bar fight and the local white pride gang got the news, then they decided to shanked him during lunch time, the giant (while having several knifes sticking out of him) grabbed one of them by the neck and proceeded to cave their skull inward by slamming his face against the table. According to my cousin this was told to him by the giant himself while he was being treated for the multiple knife wounds, and apparently, he was quite proud of doing that with his bear hands.

During a stimp in the military, my father had to work a federal corrections prison. Around the 2000's.... He didn't reinlist for many reasons, mainly due to him serving 20 years and mom retired already but he said: Never the fuck again. I can only imagine that the guards didn't get much training back then. But my dad was known to not be a good man... But I had never seen him THAT angry, it was like a damn of magma shattered like paper.

The TV story got to me the most. In an environment where boredom's the norm, you value all forms of escapism and entertainment, even if the people around you are in pain.

Hi ive been in and out of prisons in the UK since my 20s I'm now 47 and the worst thing that happened on b wing hull prison was this.A very young lad about 16 year old was doing a very small sentence and it was his first time in prisons he had managed to smuggle a small amount of drugs in the old prison "wallet" up his a** . He wanted to make friends so he gave nearly all the drugs he had to a few people leaving himself nearly nothing well a few lads on the wing found out he had drugs and they wanted them so he gave what he had left to one of them the next thing this poor lad knows is he has 5 big bullying lad in his cell demanding that he gives up all his drugs he tells them he has none left but they don't believe him so they take off his trousers and one start putting his full hand up his ass while the rest hold him down when he cannot find anything one of them gets a large plastic pop bottle a 2ltr and then puts this inside him top first so they can have a good look when they don't find anything and finally leave he was rushed to hospital he needed 35 internal stitches and 15 external ones and the poor lad had nothing anyway. As far as I know all the people involved in the rape were seen going into his cell on CCTV and were given outside police action but nothing happened to any of them through the prison code of silence. This happened a good few years ago.

Isn't it illegal to arrest someone for drug rings in holding cells or in general without any evidence? I'd think you can sue! Especially since the kid was 18 and said nothing to the undercover cop!

Did 15 months in Okaloosa correctional in Florida. We were playing poker and a kid won the whole pot and tried to get up and leave with his loot without giving anyone a chance to win it back which is a huge nono. This Mexican dude sitting across from me pulled out a a piece of jagged steel that was at least 12 inches long. Thankfully the kid sat back down and we went on with the game and he of course lost everything he had just won. Funny thing is that Mexican cat never had an issue with anyone or even a fight while I was incarcerated with him. I wonder why. Stay out of jail folks.

Prison sounds like a very unpleasant place.

I remember getting placed on a IVC in a psych ward. A lot of the people there had previously been in prison and told me prison was better. I felt like a prisoner, all because I was struggling with life. Turned out all the prescriptions that were meant to help me made me worse, and only jumping on to experimental dissociative-psychedelic treatment has led to long-term functional improvement. I’m a new person now, but I fear ever being in a place like that again.

The guy who said prison doctor are worthless, was overestimating their value. In NC these are generally doctors who have lost privileges at any hospital. I tutored GED math at a local prison, and we had a guy come from another camp. His kneecap was in the middle of his thigh, the doctor had given him naproxen to reduce the swelling, it wasn't swelling, it was his KNEECAP. He was at this camp, so he could go to central prison, where they had real doctors, and they fixed his knee. Another came in because he had dislocated his shoulder 3 months before, and the same doctor told him to go someplace quiet and visualize his shoulder knitting back together. When you hear about inmates getting free medical care, it's overpriced at free. The only ones getting real doctors are the ones who are on death row or doing life in central prison, or, in super max.

Prisons should only hold dangerous, violent animals. If you go to prison for tax avoidance or theft put them somewhere else

Happy New Year AITG fam! 🥳🎊🎉🎆❤️🍾

It depends man. Some county jails are just as bad or worse than some prisons. When I went to Cook County jail for a spring, it was a culture shock. I’m a white boy from the suburbs and they put me in medium security bc I had a no bond for a drug case. On the way to 26th and California from Maywood, this dude asks me what I was in for. Told him dope. I ask him. He says “4 kidnappings”. I say “Oh ok” lol. The deck I was on was fine even though they put me on the gang banger deck. Even as a neutron. But on my next court date a month later, there was a guy who was charged with murdering his baby and throwing its corpse into the Des Plaines River. This was in 2013. The guy behind him was from max charged with double murder. He kept whispering in the baby killers ear until he just sat silently with tears in his eyes. Cuz he couldn’t get up. Soon as we get to the Maywood courthouse he gets up and says he didn’t do anything and what not.

My cell mate was dead for 12 hours before I found out, I thought he was sleeping was talking to him while he was dead when they took him out he was he was stiff as a board heard the gaurd said he farted when they pick him up. Got solitaire for fighting 7 days roaches every night lights go out start crawling all over you didn't sleep at night spent the days trying to kill the roaches living in my metal bed post crazy spent two years there never again

Unpopular opinion but women should absolutely not have any authority over men inmates, and vise versa

Got a DWI way back in 1994 and spent 184 days in BCDC. Baltimore County Detention Center. After the mandatory 5 days in isolation to dry out and get medical checked I went into Gen pop. First night I got my own cell but next day I got a celly or Cellmate. He was a terrified clown. Third day we got our papers checked and I'm all good but my celly was in for pedo charges. I was ordered, not asked, told that he was my celly and I had to blood him or it was my ass. The CO even told me to let the guy have the business. Believe me I worked him over good and so everyone on the tier could see I waited for our cell door to open for breakfast. I walked out in front, spun on and planted my feet and broke his nose. Blood and snot shot out. One hard shot in his guts he doubles over and got my foot in his face. Out cold. After a week in the hole I had s tier full of respectful men welcome me back.

Lol, the second story about the strip poker is how my uncle described min-max prison. It's just a bunch of bored bros who are there for *serious* petty crap, if that makes sense. My uncle was on his 10th DUI or something crazy. This was in GA so the prison was relatively black, but because it was min-max, no one there was a *real* criminal, so they didn't have to segregate anyone, and they'd just sit around, watch TV, shoot pool, play cards, and mess with the new guys in a similar fashion. My uncle literally just walked out of the jail several times and came back before anyone noticed because the sheriff's deputies would have just gone to my grandma's house and picked him up since he had nowhere else to go if he fled, and he'd have done real time. I don't think the guards even cared that he'd left because no one was even in there for anything worse than having too many DUIs and they were all trustworthy. He got out after about a year or so and missed it because he didn't have any bros to hang out and chill with. Not that I ever wanna go to prison, min-max or otherwise, but as someone who misses the camaraderie of military school, the army, and the Appalachian Trail, he inadvertently sold me on it.

Thankyou for sharing.

What was horrifying was 8 months of solitary confinement (for my protection 🙄) I'm a transexual so that's why. The only way to count time is when food comes. They say 23 hours a day but you are lucky if you get a shower once a week. Never saw the sun for that time and the lights on dim day in day out. Until someone loses their sh!t and they extract them from the block.

Story #13: thank you for sharing. I am soon to be starting a podcast with another buddy in recovery from drug addiction. I think your stories would be a great additive to a featured section. Let me know if you're interested.

Beginning of story #4 made my dad get up from his room & check what i was watching on da tv😂😂

I was a healthcare recruiter during covid. I was assigned to staffing a prison. One of the nurses I reached out to said "Hell no". We were trained to ask why and get personal details of any distain for an assignment to better provide information for other nurses we might reach out to. Well, she began to elaborate about how the inmates would act sick just to go see her. That wasn't the worst part though. She said the inmates would jack off and throw their discharge at her whenever she had to go into Gen Pop for a bed ridden inmate or emergency situation. Inmates throwing bodily fluids does somewhat relate to a personal story of mine.. I've been doing electrical work for 6 years now (aside from the short break during covid) and one of my service calls was at a prison in Lawrence, Kansas off K-10. I was told there were a few data cables damaged in the women's holding area. When I arrives in through an airlock type room, they called for everyone to return to their cell. I got into the general area and began diagnosing and fixing the issue. While this was going on, 2 things happened. The first was one of the inmates was apparently wearing a diaper and ended up smearing said diaper, that was filled with excrement, across the plexiglass window of her cell. The guards were pissed but did not do anything as I was still in the area and they didn't want to open the door (thank god). The second was the finest looking woman I have ever seen being escorted into her cell after arriving a few minutes behind me. She's probably crazy, but I'll never forget you, my love.

Story #2 was absolutely hilarious.

The L.A. County story is accurate. Was there for months catching the chain to Delano. Saw every part of that jail. Twin towers, old county, wayside. Crazy place. Saw a lot things.

I was in Ohio for a little over a year. I'm still trying to find the right words because I could write a book out of that short time it really is so surreal

One time in holding cell try to talk to me asking. What I did I said nothing just lost my temper And thing we're over reacted response. He said what he did so close to what I was being accused of. Mo the later I thinking he was snitch because it sounded like the trumped up charges I had been unfairly charged with

I’ve done time, spent a few years in and out on gang crimes. I’d say the worst and also trippiest one. Started off like this, it’s about 3am I hear a commotion going on upstairs men yelling feet shuffling, if you’ve ever been locked up many men get triggered by the sound of feet shuffling it’s dangerous. Anyways so I’m laying in bed waiting for them to call us to chow after the count, as I’m laying in the bed I look up towards all the commotion, I try to peer through the glass facing us if you looked at it in an angle you can see the top tier. I’m hearing one of the ogs screaming he’s trying to kill himself all I could see was a group of men moving around in a circle upstairs. The man was bashing his skull open screaming kill me, the guards took notice and told the inmates to drag him out to the front. The inmates should of never done this why the deputies didn’t do their job I still can’t understand. So they grab the guy one by the legs on by the hands through the top tier door, he’s fighting against them squirming around I can see them clearly in the glass at this point. He managed to kick off one of the guys and he climbing over the railing keep in mind this is directly above me so I could see it clearly. The man then tries to jump but one of the men grabbed him by the shirt but couldn’t hold on so as he fell he fell sideways cause of how he was hanging. It’s so motion at this point this man fell literally right in front of my face, blood everywhere he was motionless. I’m just laying in my bunk looking at the guys saying holy 💩 everyone was shocked. The guards finally come in and scrape him off the floor, that’s the last I seen of him….or so I thought. A few months later I’m going to court and I’m trying to sleep keep in mind I haven’t slept well from the stress of my case. There was this gentleman in my cell the guards were fond of him, he’s batshit crazy screaming “don’t let me down” it’s lyrics from a song. Im screaming at this dude telling him to shut the hell up he’s screaming inside a small concrete room so the sound was booming. I realized this was that very same guy, he was in a wheelchair I guess the fall destroyed his spine and hip. Turns out he tried to burn down his house with his family inside…..sorry if this is poorly written I should be asleep 👽

First story sounds like he just wanted to be free.

i was in the 800 block in supermax at LA county jail "way side" ... a south side mexican dude snuck a razor blade in his mouth and brought it to the yard and while i was doing burpees, i see and hear a commotion at the hand ball court. I look over and i see one of the south siders basically Zoro slash this guy across his neck and chest with the razor but since it was such a small blade it only cut deep enough to make him bleed everywhere but not enough to kill him, after the slash it started a 30+ man south side brawl that made the gunners in the towers start firing block guns down onto the riot and you could just see this block smack off the heads of riot and people were falling left and right and there was just blood everywhere!

The second one make me laugh so hard my mom tought i was getting crazy lmao

Did an overnight in county jail when I was 18. Had gotten some routine tickets and my stepmom said she'd handle the attorney stuff so I gave her $650 I had just gotten from savings bond my aunt had set up for me. Stepmom hated me but I thought she'd follow through. Stole the money. One night I go to a music festival but it starts raining so every act bailed. Waited an hour and headed out. The cops that were there couldn't leave yet and were at the park entrance. They were bored and running everyone's plates. Since my tickets hadn't been handled I had warrants so they hit the cherries as soon as I turned out. My girlfriend at the time got picked up by her dad and she told me that as they drove by me, handcuffed behind the car, he didn't recognize me and said,"You don't want to end up like that piece of shit." In the meantime I was doing my best to make the cops laugh, they seemed like they needed it. I may have also had some liquor in my trunk so my hope was they'd just not bother looking if I kept them entertained. Worked like a charm. They put me in the cruiser without taking my phone. Luckily it's in my back pocket so I slide it out and call my dad. Stepmom answers and I tell her what's up, calmly at first. She starts laughing. Then it clicks. I lose it, screaming at her that she fucked me and to give the phone to dad. She keeps laughing. Cops can hear me through closed windows and make me get off the phone and put it up front. Cops take me to the station, print me and toss me in the holding room. Two chairs, one table, everything is white except the bloodstains. With the ride, booking and the cool off room it's been at least two hours. I finally get my phone call and this time dad picks up. He's asleep. I tell him I already spoke to his wife two hours ago and asked if she told him. She hadn't. I said come get me and told him where to go. The cops are still feeling friendly I guess and instead of making me change into a jumpsuit and flip flops they let me wear my street clothes. Problem is I'm wearing a lilac polo tee, skin-tight boot cut jeans and Birkenstocks. Not the toughest look, practically screams fresh meat. So they take me to the little holding block. 6 cells only all along one wall. All the cells are open and the guys inside are milling around even though it's late. No curfew or lockdown hours. The reason for that was the lights couldn't be turned off so most guys couldn't sleep anyway. Letting them bullshit around was the only thing keeping them sane. Mostly big guys with their jumpsuits half on so their chests, and tattoos were all exposed. Solid intimidation tactic. They see me come in and the jeers start immediately. Might've just been their boredom or maybe they actually wanted to fuck me to death like they said, who knows. Either way the cop decided to put me in the first cell, the only one closed down because it was used as their solitary confinement. He ushers me in and looks down the hall before telling me it's probably for the best if he locks me in. I say fine and he does. Cop leaves the block and seals the main door to the hall. At this point every guy in there rushes my door and they slam against howling and screaming. They go into detail about how they'll use me if I stay. Kept saying they couldn't wait til breakfast which was communal apparently and would give them a chance to get to grips with me. Some magical way I block it out quick and just lay down facing the back of the cell and manage to pass out in minutes. Wake up 4 hours later to the cop. My parents are here, time to go. I hop up and they return my possessions. When we get to the lobby there's my dad. And stepmom. And my stepmoms daughter. They're making fun of me and laughing. My dad says nothing. I'm quiet on the ride home until dad asks me a question and I respond that I couldn't believe he brought my stepmom and stepsister. It was humiliating. He said they wanted to come. I pointed out they clearly woke my stepsister up to come along since she was in her pajamas. They could've left her home, she was also 18. It was about shaming me. On the upside when I got back to my dorm there was one party still going and I told my teammates what had happened. They happily showered me in booze and the night finally faded. So yeah for me it wasn't so much the system as much as it was the fact I got put there by someone I should've been able to trust. She stole money meant to help me get through college and basically set a timer for me to get arrested. Then she gaslit my spineless father into thinking I was a liar. But even that has an upside because she set another timer that night, one she didn't find amusing. I told my older brother and from then on we checked Casenet regularly for her name. A decade later it came up. She and my dad were being evicted for the 4th time in 8 years. We got other family together and told them and they took the evidence to our dad. He had no idea because she made sure all the bills were paid. Well, that's what she said. When he checked the bank statements it turns out she was spending $4,000 a month on mobile games. Mostly pokemon go. We were finally able to convince him to leave her. Now that bitch is on the street. She lied her way into a housing for battered wives setup until I heard about it and called the service to tell them the truth. Sent them the partially redacted bank statements and other evidence of fraud I'd found in the meantime. She'd also taken out 5 credit cards in my name among some other silly stuff. They booted her ass. Her daughter did get them both a tiny apartment where they now live horribly, feeding each other's hate. Good times, 10/10 would stay again.

My Brother did time at a Melb, Australia prison many years ago. They had a pool,damn tennis court, computer access mainly for resumes & a few other options and full library access. Yeah some are over crowded but not compared to what l hear about American prisons.

Nope I'm skipping this video entirely, I don't have the stomach for this.

The last one was truly just abismal

I had someone accidentally on purpose collide with my "face" which was the followed by our similar essence yet unmatching environment

Criminals when they find out they’re in timeout for crimes they chose to commit to while also finding out nobody cares about them except family on the outside 😮😮😮

Someone needs to see this

Honestly, story 3's story is something that makes me even more afraid of jail. Because, like he said, when you go to jail, you're basically doing the equivalent of a time-out for weeks, months, sometimes years even. I have had my electronics, sometimes completely taken away constantly (mainly during middle school and my first had of high school but Mom still has the right to do it even though I'm technically no longer a minor, but that's mostly because I'm her son) by mostly my Mom but my Dad did it several times too. I remember this one time where I had EVERYTHING (by which I mean my electronics) completely taken away by my Dad just because I didn't unlock the gate for some grass guys and had them taken away for 2 whole days. (Mom also did start complaining that she "knew that video games was wrecking me" or something like that but "everyone ignored her because she was the 'witch'" or something like that.) Watching this, if what I experienced every time my parents took my things away from me made me that anxious for me to find something to cure my boredom, then I'm scared of what it would be like in prison. It's like what I've experienced but WAY worse. At some point, You've read every book until you can't read anymore, you try to sleep but you fail to or just can't, and soon you're just staring, and waiting. I feel like I don't really take what I have Right now for granted because one day, it could all be gone.

So fight to the death rather than go to prison? That's the takeaway in my opinion.

The dmv waiting anology is real. I only did a week (jail obviously) but posted bail the first day and it was hell because it took a week still. I spent 96 hours awake waiting to get in the actual jail part. They wouldn't let you sleep or anything. I got something in the mail about a lawsuit but didn't bother going with it.

The last one is the one that makes the most sense

Awesome video 👍

Story 13 wouldn't have happened where I was. When they got locked down and dude said, " you don't gotta take it out on all these guys," I personally would have yelled out from my corner, "ain't nobody mad at you bro, this ain't your fault." Guaranteed, my comment would have been followed by "fuckin' bitch" or "fat skank" etc. from opposite corners and directions around the block. She would be unable to pinpoint any specific source of insult and this would redirect her attention from the polite man she was harassing. Her emotions would have been blunted and she would have backed off dude, at least to not be violent. It was a tactic I saw used more than once. Ya gotta remember that guys in prison are looking for opportunities to insult the disrespectful guards, so it was an easy thing, by nature, to coordinate.

This summer a prisoner threatened me over my Jewish background. When I stood up for myself, he reported me and I got moved to solitary confinement. The guards turned up the temperature and scorched the hell out of me. Its been a long time since I've been in a fight, and all I need iright now s someone to give me a reason.

thats wild

It should be completely unacceptable to everyone that violence be that much rampant with guards and administration not giving a single fuck, and I don't understand why most people are okay with it, think it's deserved if you're put in there, or think of it as a normal consequence. No. At not point should it be okay that you fear for your life or for your body integrity, at not point should any violence be tolerated or deemed "a normal thing" in an institution managed by the governments that is supposed to uphold justice. People are sentenced to be in a cell under guard, they are not sentenced to months/years of body harm and psychological trauma.

Jails aren't fun " and folks in prison are animals especially the ones with nothing to lose

The MP getting a broken jaw was funny at least lmao

Makes me realize how f'ed up prisons are.

#11 better have gotten some generous compensation 💀

These are scary and depressing. It makes me wonder why do people commit any type of crime knowing that they could possibly end up in a place like jail/prison. There's so many times I had to walk away from confrontations because I didn't want to lose my temper and break somebody's face because I know I might end up in that terrible place. Please everybody THINK before you act!

That last bit was kinda funny ... Homeboy ate the cereal before he got the milk an was pissed

I thought that I was still watching weirdest things that parents got called in for

The bear spray story needs to be told to the state fbi

The first story from SCI Somerset is true. That prison isn't far from me and I know a few guys who are CO's there. PA state prisons are wild!

My uncle went to prison and he said he was in like a 5 people cell or something and once somone started agressivly crapping on the floor

Story 7 rollin 60s ain’t Compton it’s the west side of south central LA

“Rolling 60s crips… that’s Compton if you didn’t know” No, no it is not….

First story is literally where I grew up

10:12 This one's my favorite.

The worst for me was that the red wine was actually chilled, and sometimes a white wine (a cheeky dessert wine with character) would be served with the beef main. Inhuman!

19:46 “admission” 💀

In Attica I’ve seen prison guards killed a prisoner.

I was illegally incarcerated for only two weeks thanks to a bs warrant that I never knew about due to the warrant not having an address or even my name spelled correctly. The warrant was for reckless endangerment with a firearm. This happened the day before I had left for my first year of college in 2021. Basically, me and my family live 30 miles out of town when out of nowhere these people all pulled around in three pickups through our backyard fence and started to tear down all of our fencing. These neighbors kept claiming that they owned that part of our property and had harassed and bullied my family and being blatantly racist towards us for years about it. It would’ve taken close to an hour for police to arrive. We live in Wyoming where guns and personal protection is practically religion, so I did what I though was right and walked on the front porch and presented myself with my SKS rifle slung around my shoulder and just kinda stood there until they noticed me. The thing was that they didn’t really seemed to be bothered by it, but acted scared and defenseless when being questioned by the sheriff when he eventually arrived. They said to the sheriff that I had pointed the gun at them and threatened them but that was a lie. That was used as probable cause to create that warrant and put me in jail. We haven’t gone to fight this in court (as of yet) because let’s just say that the people lied and put me in jail has a lot of money. Later we would learn that they too were armed. Armed and trespassing on private property. I probably should have never done anything that day and had just waited for the police to arrive. Sorry for the long comment. Thanks to whoever reads it.

Prison sounds like a Kafkaesque hellhole, glad I haven't been

Rollin sixties is south central not compton

Prison stories are just interesting

I know whenever my mom did time she's home stories about how she saw people get there eye scooped out over food

seems like some of these people dont know what they meant when they said "worst thing that happened to YOU"

It's these kinds of things that help me remember to never get arrested in the United states of America. Pretty much literally any other prison in the world is better then the ones in the USA. Seriously, I wouldn't ever WANT to be arrested in the US for the sole reason that their prison system is one of the worst that a "Modern" country has. Most prisons in Europe don't even get close to being this bad, UNLESS they are specifically TRYING to emulate the US prison system. TLDR: Prisons in the United States are the type of prison that you never want to end up at.

3:53 naw bro am never j walking again

Not really sure if it’s crazy, if you’re in a situation where everything is the same color, every day is the same activities with maybe slight alterations. And wanting to peace out. In fact, I’d argue that’s pretty sane. And I’m not even considering all the stressors of prison.

Second one is hilarious

There’s no worse luck in prison to get thrown in a cell with a rival gang

Please don't light me up too much for this question, but I've deployed before as lower enlisted. Combat tour in '04 to Iraq, about half of which was in southern Iraq in the middle of nowhere with basically no facilities. Couldn't go anywhere. Couldn't do anything. And for a significant portion of the time, we didn't even really have much of a mission. I'm kind of imagining prison being at least something like that..except without the pride of knowing you're serving a greater cause.. Any vets that have done time? How far off am I?

My friend works at Somerset, that first story is true.

the story 9 swastika could've been a reverse swastika, which is the reverse of the Nazi one.

The worst thing? i was going in a bush to pee and a snack bit me in the YOUKNOW

what's the game being played in these videos? it looks pretty fun

Rollin 60s Crip is not localized in Compton...

Lol...this was the yr 2000, like it was the 1800s. Totally believable story

what game is this? it looks cool

What game is this in the background tho?

In the USA they can only hold you for an X amount of time without evidence.

unly did two months but one story stuck out, and it was... kindof strange, there was a guy that wanted his roomate out of his room and the guards told him to clean out his roomates stuff, the guy becomed angry and makes a scene the rest of us are on lockdown for a good portion of the day, what I found weird was : the guards were giving him an out, they for all intents and purposes were going to move the guys roomate, so the rest of us werent sure why he got as angry as he did, at the same time, why not have the guys roomate clean out his own things? never made sense to me, outside of that story though time there was pretty uninteresting. every day kinda just melded together, there was one guard who was this short shit but was just kindof an ass, even when nobody deserved it, I kinda got a running joke going, calling him Napoleon. nobody gave me trouble and i kept to myself, maybe talked to a couple people

All of these stories remind me of my training "The way you can tell if an inmate is lying; if his lips are moving." But in this case I guess 'types'.

People play cards on the outside to pass time