Jimd
02-04-2006, 02:56 PM
Yesterday, an officer on the New Side of the prison was attacked by one of the mentally disturbed inmates. The CO suffered a stab wound to the face that narrowly missed his eye. The inmate used a pen, which after he sunk into the officer's face, he ripped down, causing a long, ragged wound. Part of the pen broke off in the officer's face.
Now this inmate is no stranger to attacking officers; he recently arrived at our prison, transferred in from another, where he did exactly the same thing to another officer. Our Program Review Committee cut this jack-off's RHU time and let him into population in our prison. Guess they figured he needed a "second chance". Well, he got one and used it to stab a second officer.
In less than a year-and-a-half, we've had at least five officers stabbed, numerous (too many to mention) assaults, and PRC has directly caused at least three of them by letting inmates out of the Hole before their sentence was up.
In other action-packed news today, I saw a "Keystone Cops" routine in action. One of our tower officers thought he saw an inmate sharpening a shank against the concrete wall of our yard today. The Operations Center dispatched a sergeant and six or seven officers to investigate.
The officer in the tower's not the sharpest tool in the shed. An operations officer called him and asked for a description, and he got a vague one. Then the tower CO hung the phone up (nooooooooo!). Had to be contacted via radio to call back the Op. Center.
Meanwhile, our guys are navigating to the far side of our yard (a 300-yard trip...did I mention the place is huge?). Over the radio the Sarge says, "We're in the area, can you give us a description of the guy?"
Tower officer's reply: "He's by the guy on the weight bench, there's a guy spotting him, he's against the wall."
Sarge: "Thanks, Kirby, that narrows it down to around fourteen guys. Can you be a bit more specific?" By this time, we're cracking up beyond belief. :D
Tower Officer: "White guy, brown shirt, poney tail."
Sarge: "This guy?"
Tower: "Yep, that's him. When you were getting close, he threw something toward the fence."
Sarge: "Where?"
Tower: "Near the gate."
Sarge: "Do you think you can direct me there???"
Tower: "Yeah, turn around and walk toward the whatevers, and it's near the big rock."
This is the part where I laughed so hard I had tears coming from my eyes, as did everyone else. The Captain was with us by now, pissed because someone had interrupted what was supposed to be a quiet Saturday.
This might not seem funny here, but if you'd have heard it unfolding on the radio, you'd have pissed yourself. I said to the Captian, "Sounds kinda like the Special Olympics on the radio, does'nt it?" The Captain could only shake his head and smile.
Now this inmate is no stranger to attacking officers; he recently arrived at our prison, transferred in from another, where he did exactly the same thing to another officer. Our Program Review Committee cut this jack-off's RHU time and let him into population in our prison. Guess they figured he needed a "second chance". Well, he got one and used it to stab a second officer.
In less than a year-and-a-half, we've had at least five officers stabbed, numerous (too many to mention) assaults, and PRC has directly caused at least three of them by letting inmates out of the Hole before their sentence was up.
In other action-packed news today, I saw a "Keystone Cops" routine in action. One of our tower officers thought he saw an inmate sharpening a shank against the concrete wall of our yard today. The Operations Center dispatched a sergeant and six or seven officers to investigate.
The officer in the tower's not the sharpest tool in the shed. An operations officer called him and asked for a description, and he got a vague one. Then the tower CO hung the phone up (nooooooooo!). Had to be contacted via radio to call back the Op. Center.
Meanwhile, our guys are navigating to the far side of our yard (a 300-yard trip...did I mention the place is huge?). Over the radio the Sarge says, "We're in the area, can you give us a description of the guy?"
Tower officer's reply: "He's by the guy on the weight bench, there's a guy spotting him, he's against the wall."
Sarge: "Thanks, Kirby, that narrows it down to around fourteen guys. Can you be a bit more specific?" By this time, we're cracking up beyond belief. :D
Tower Officer: "White guy, brown shirt, poney tail."
Sarge: "This guy?"
Tower: "Yep, that's him. When you were getting close, he threw something toward the fence."
Sarge: "Where?"
Tower: "Near the gate."
Sarge: "Do you think you can direct me there???"
Tower: "Yeah, turn around and walk toward the whatevers, and it's near the big rock."
This is the part where I laughed so hard I had tears coming from my eyes, as did everyone else. The Captain was with us by now, pissed because someone had interrupted what was supposed to be a quiet Saturday.
This might not seem funny here, but if you'd have heard it unfolding on the radio, you'd have pissed yourself. I said to the Captian, "Sounds kinda like the Special Olympics on the radio, does'nt it?" The Captain could only shake his head and smile.