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Lights In the Distance. . .

Walks’ Outdate – 89 Days and Counting

By Steven Maisenbacher

Walks On The Grass

On Monday, May 23, 2022, 10 days ago the guards came in around 8am and screamed LOCK DOWN!!! So I did what I always try to do, fired off a burst e-mail to Sings Many Songs telling her we were being locked down so somebody will have a clue. I didn’t know the reason then but it turns out someone in another unit had an “episode” on K-2, a very dangerous synthetic drug, and management here went ballistic.

So the day progressed and they sent in the shakedown squad. Everyone in that particular unit was strip searched, then the guards ran them outside to the rec yard to sit in the cage and wait while they shook down the unit looking for whatever contraband they could find, drugs, phones, or whatever they deemed to be contraband in that moment. As I have seen so often in these past decades they change what they want to take from day to day. What’s cool to have today may be contraband tomorrow and they confiscate pretty much anything they want.

Anyway, they spent around 6 hours this particular day in this particular unit looking for whatever and keeping the entire prison locked down. Then the next day more of the same; the entire prison stays on lockdown while they hit another unit. Same old song and dance, every day another unit, then finally it’s Friday before a holiday weekend and they decide they didn’t have time to do my unit, Gamma A, so they kept the entire prison locked down all weekend including Monday, Memorial Day. This means we got no holiday meal, no anything, we all just sat in our cells for an extra 3 days. We barely got showers all week and nobody got to go to commissary to stock up on food and necessities.

I don’t want to sound like a whiney baby but damn, this corporal punishment crap gets really old and I have something to say about it. Treating men this way – punishing all for the actions of a few – is in no way conducive to rehabilitation, but then again, maybe that’s the point. We are not meant to be rehabilitated by these people! No matter what the BOP public information propaganda says, they do not want us to get out and succeed. After all, if that were to happen and recidivism was to cease, then these foolish, sadistic morons would soon find themselves unemployed and they wouldn’t be able to afford the luxuries they have become accustomed to living on your tax dollar.

I guess that also includes the whole world would be shock. See the thing is, the prison system (prison industrial complex) has become the largest industry supporting the economy in the country. Take a minute and think about all this massive system supports. Consider the multi-million-dollar food budgets and all the community services prisons support including doctors, hotels, postal workers and guards, etc. etc. The expenditures of the prison into the economy is a billion-dollar industry, and as long as no one is looking or questioning the way they treat the inmates or the “overtime” they’ve just got to have over a major shakedown they must have they are going to keep on keeping on with the charade. Pitiful, the most corrupt of all.

I can’t remember who said it but one note of truth that always stuck with me in relation to the actions of my keepers: POWER TENDS TO CORRUPT AND ABSOLUTE POWER CORRUPTS ABSOLUTELY. So think about that while I go to my cell and make sure my sacred pipe and eagle feather were not desecrated by these goons during this charade. As for me, I’m chillin’… absolutely….

Published by Edna Peirce Dixon

I am an elder in my 9th decade. I have lived an ordinary life, I’ve done all the ordinary and expected things, went to school, got married, raised a family, tried to be a good person. Throughout this life I have also been a seeker, an outsider by nature, always looking through cracks in the fences of life, questioning, challenging, learning, trying to make sense of the world and its conventions. Then in my golden years, as I sought to find meaning in my existence, some unexpected things happened and I’ve since learned it took a lifetime to prepare me for the challenge to come. My journey – indeed my calling - led me to come to know a remarkable man who happened to be an inmate in federal prison. Nothing could have been more foreign to my personal experience. GHOST DANCER Communicating daily for nearly nine years I had the opportunity to walk many paths with Ghost discussing our thoughts on many common interests with candor and respect. With enormous generosity Ghost has allowed me to share his wisdom and knowledge of his Native American heritage on Journeys of the Spirit. Over time, Ghost gradually revealed his life story in small bits, like scrambled pieces of some gigantic puzzle. Now, after spending more than 40 years in prison, Ghost Dancer is at last free and ready to tell his amazing personal story. As the saying goes, “you can’t make this stuff up” and as his friend and editor I can say this is a story so big that even after working with him for nearly nine years, I continue to be astonished as he shares new details my mind simply could never imagine. From the very first chapter, Ghost leads us on his journey and invites us to walk with him on his Nene Cate (Red Road). From the day he was born, a happy, loving gifted child, he endured heartbreaking sorrows, betrayals and exploitations. Through it all, Ghost fought a system determined to destroy him by any means, as he struggled to remain true to his calling. Through Ghost Dancer I also met and came to know Walks On The Grass, another federal prisoner whose story is also compelling even though very different. In Journeys of the Spirit, Walks has shared his decades-long journey from deep addiction to wholeness in LONG ROAD HOME and shared other bits of his story in ALONG THE WAY. Now as he approaches his August release into this crazy world of 2022 Walks shares his the thoughts and misgivings as he counts down to the big day in LIGHTS IN THE DISTANCE.

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