Without a doubt, the Number One feeling repeated daily in
prison is the sense of abandonment felt by inmates. While some of the examples listed in my
previous Groundhog Day post can be viewed in a comical light, it’s hard to do
in this case. I believe I can offer
insight on this topic due to my job as prison librarian.
Hmm, you may be thinking, there is a tenuous link at best
between being a librarian and understanding inmates’ feelings. The best way to explain is to think of the
bartender at your favorite watering hole.
People will belly up to the bar and talk, pour out their hearts
even. We don’t have a bar in prison, so
the library help desk serves the same purpose.
Guys just want someone to listen and I’m there every day, a sitting
duck. It’s probably easier to unburden
yourself to a guy you barely know in the library than to your cubemate that you
see every day. It’s also
confidential. Just one of those
unwritten prison rules. Librarians, food
service staff, orderlies – those of us who hear and see a lot – don’t talk
about it unless we want to become outcasts.
So what have I learned while handing out books, magazines,
and newspapers to my fellow inmates? The
main theme, a sense of abandonment, runs deep, and some of the stories I hear
are heartbreaking. You’d probably expect
that, but what you might not anticipate is that most inmates understand. It hurts, but they can make sense of the
reasons why people on the outside have severed ties. That doesn’t make it any easier for guys who
have not seen their wives, children, parents or siblings in years. They see others go out to the visitation room or receive
letters or make phone calls, yet no one ever visits or writes or accepts a call
from them. They all remember someone
that they thought would stand by them, but didn’t.
Even so, nobody seems to blame that person; instead they tend to take
out their anger on the government or society in general. To a man (myself included), everyone seems to
have the feeling that our society doesn’t care what happens to us. All the prison rules and regulations seem designed
to create impediments to rehabilitation.
It’s our country, we feel, that has really abandoned us. As a result, you hear a lot of, “I’m going to
make it in spite of THEM!” “THEY can’t
keep me down!” and “I’m not going to let THEM beat me!” That attitude can become just one more aspect
of our endless repetitive routine, the same angry words repeated day after
day.
But I’ve begun to realize that this same attitude may be the
key to escaping our Groundhog Day existence.
If you can turn that sorrow, that frustration, that sense of abandonment
into productive endeavors meant to improve yourself, if you can channel a
combative US versus THEM mentality into some effort to grow despite all the
obstacles of prison life, then there can seem to be an
end in sight. In prison language, “you
gotta do your time, not let it do you!”
That is how we can escape while still behind bars, find some freedom in
our captivity. After all, whether we have
support from the outside or not, inside all we have is the guy we see reflected
in the stainless steel mirror.
Very interesting. I look back at my twenty years in the Navy. Some very good days like when I had off and some very, very bad days when I had a boss who hated me. Sounds like in prison there are no really good days but no day seems a whole lot worse than any other. What am I missing? TJV
ReplyDeleteOn the sameness of the meals. At OCS you knew the day of the week by the menu. One day I was so desperate to try something different I ordered the rabbit. That cured my desire to try different foods. I was very hungry the rest of that day. TJV
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