Monday, March 28, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
- Where people get their minds altered. Drugs, alcohol, or even ecstatic drumming, things that break down the social conditioning against violence increase the likelihood of violence. Who'd a thunk it?
- Where young men gather in groups. An audience plus insecurities about status are a recipe for Monkey Dance violence.
- Where territories are in dispute. War or the edge between rival gang territory, doesn't matter. Violence is more common and even the types of violence are similar: raids and drive-bys; spray 'n' pray and collateral damage.
- Where you don't know the rules. Groups have rules and those rules will be enforced. In certain groups, they will be enforced with a look or a word. In others if you refuse to acknowledge your error, the correction may be violent.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Monday, March 07, 2011
Sunday, March 06, 2011
I Ran Like A Rabbit
A nasty, foul, dirty, stinky guy with one arm in a splint, no teeth, complaining of a broken arm and late stage cancer, no more than 140#s, is screaming, yelling, jumping up and down and kicking the walls...
I entered his cell and advised him to calm down.
He shrieked, yelled, screamed and threatened, obscenity after obscenity...
"Sir," I said, "I can get you some of what you want but you don't get anything until you calm down. Do you understand?"
"You don't understand you *&($& piece of (%$&&$^!! You'll do what I tell you and you'll do it now mother%@#(*&!!"
"No sir, I won't. You need to calm down."
"You want some of this?! Is that what you want?"
I smirked. "No, sir. I just want you to calm down."
"Alright," he snarled, "A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!" He squared off with me.
"Sir, Don't be stupid..."
Then he started fumbling for the buttons on his pants.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna throw my colostomy bag at you you worthless ^%&*$(@!"
I stepped out of the room and shut the door. Quickly.
(Recently threatened by a colostomy bag, still nauseous but laughing)
Addendum: The old guy never did calm down the whole shift and spent much of the night squirting the contents of his colostomy bag under the door of his cell. Ick.
Thursday, March 03, 2011
I'm happy. Plowed through all the formatting and got "Drills: Training for Sudden Violence" up on Smashwords. David at YMAA is cool with me putting out an e-book first. Plans for a print version (which will have pictures and I'll expand some sections) but that won't be available until late 2012 at the very earliest.