Hello mom, April 20, 2015
I want to say I’m so sorry for the long wait. Things have been real crazy the last two and a half months. I’m on a special cell punishment which was supposed to be a 30 day lockup.
(Sonni’s note: Inmates aren’t allowed to argue with the guards. They are always right and inmates are always wrong. A guard filed a false case on him, which they often do when they have a grudge. When it came to court the guard could not be found for 3 days. Instead of dropping the case they had someone else stand in for the guard who wasn’t there and Jamie was not allowed to attend. So, of course they found him guilty and took away all of his very newly earned privileges, like being able to make a phone call. He was able to get in one last call to tell me what happened.)
My date started on February 3rd. I was supposed to get off on March 3rd. However they have made me stay in lockup telling me they have no open bunks. No open bunks? So I was told I might get shipped to another unit on the other side of Texas. I’ve talked to everybody from the warden to the Major about getting moved to a G4 block.
( Sonni’s note: G5 is solitary confinement, G4 is one step ahead and at least you get to leave your cell for meals and very limited time in rec to watch TV. No other privileges. Last time they did this it took 2 more years to get to G2 where you can have a family visit that is not behind glass and you can make phone calls if someone registers their phone. You can get put on a list to take your GED or other trades and they might find you an unpaid job in the laundry.)
As of right now I’m ending a second term of this punishment because I am trying to avoid being sent to another unit. I have watched people come and go for three months. What I need is someone to call the prison and get on these people about when I am supposed to get off this punishment on the 24th. Call the warden or call classification. You’re going to have to pretend you’re my bio mom or they won’t talk to you.
I’m on lockdown 24 hours a day. I only come out for showers 3 times a week. No rec. I get jacked for it every week. So I give them hell. They are treating me wrong so I am treating them wrong. They hate to do paperwork so to hell with them. I yelled all day, beat and kicked on shit and I’m still here. I had a seizure. A bad one and spent 9 hours in the hospital. When the day comes and I’m not out of here I’m going to do this all over. I will make them G5 me so at least I can go to rec and get some fresh air. Back here we aren’t allowed to go outside. They put us in a cage and we walk around in it.
I’m telling you this because I don’t want to let you down by going G5 again, but it’s really getting to me. They put the same officer here had to deal with before and he is (REALLY) working my nerves. He’s doing crazy shit just to take away my rec because he can. They took away all of my things. They let me have deodorant and my soap and paper, but they took away all my books. Please help me get away from back here. They will ship me to West Texas. They been sending dudes there. I don’t want to go back there.
I love you always, Son
(Sonni”s note: I wrote and immediate answer to try and help him get his head together. He’s trying to fight a battle they will never let him win. He’s playing into it. But after almost 3 months locked back up in Solitary confinement – only worse, because they have left him with nothing to do. His magazines aren’t getting through and he can’t get to commissary. He has tried so hard, but sometimes it seems so helpless and no matter how hard he tries there is some asshole guard who gets off pushing the inmates until they lose it. It is some sort of vile game with them. People who have control over other people often abuse it, especially when their bosses give them the okay that it is okay. I will call the prison on Monday.