When I think about being thrown into solitary-confinement upon my arrival to this Jefferson County jail….. my thoughts immediately turn to my ancestors, who were kidnapped from the Motherland of Africa, and held in dank/dark cages (until) their arrival to these North American shores.

 

    When I feel the belly-chains (wrapping) around my waist and being locked onto the chain of the wrist-cuffs, and the chain of the ankle cuffs, that I’m forced to wear (everytime) I exit this solitary-cage….. I wonder (what) my ancestors thought and felt (when) they were being bound by chains, and ropes, and other manic-devices (during) the trans-atlantic trade routes all around the world.

 

    When I am in the presence of male-jailers, and being stripped naked and routinely searched without cause (whenever) I leave and / or return to this solitary-cage…… I sink deep in the moment of realization, that my ancestors were forced to endure over 400 yrs of slavery (under) some of the most evil, and wicked conditions ever imposed on man, woman, and child, and it absolutely breaks my heart !!!!

 

    The late politician / activist, Barbara Jordan - once said, that “if the society today allows wrongs to go unchallenged, the impression is created that those wrongs have the approval of the majority.”

 

    Like many other slave owning confederate states here in the south, (Texas) systematically engages in the psychological and physical torture of their captive Death-Row and solitary-confined inmates. (Note): It is vitally important that you understand, that (torture) is not always the horrible signs, that are palpable to the human-eye, and/or keen to the sense of touch, such as scars upon the human-flesh. This form of torture, that I describe to you, is the worst form of mistreatment, that could ever be imposed on a human-being. Surely not many people (reading herein) are capable of estimating this immense amount of torture and agony, that this dreadful punishment….. prolonged for years, and even decades, (inflicts) upon suffers such as myself. But (if) you can open your mind, (try) to imagine yourself as a prisoner, and being locked inside a regular sized bathroom, and/or walk-in closet. There you have immenities such as a iron-bunk, a thin-lump mattress, a steel sink that’s attached to a steel toilet, a writing-desk with a sitting-stool…… and then there’s commissary purchased items (if you can afford them)_such as a radio, cell-fan, night-lamp, hot-pot, and hygiene items and over-processed/price gauged food-items. There’s also a small-little window, that you can barely see out of, and serves no purpose than to seperate day from night. All meals-(breakfast, lunch, and dinner) are served thru a little portal-slot, that’s cut into the door, and you eat all those meals alone (confined) within that solitary-space. The only time, that you get to leave this itty bitty confined-cage is for a two-hour indoor or outdoor recreation, a two-hour visit once a week with family / friends, attorney legal-visits, and / or maybe medical or dentist appointments (whenever) the officials decide to respond to your sick-calls. You also get one opportunity (a day) to shower. This goes on…..day-in and day-out, for years and even decades.