Jan. 14, 2015

Disrespect

by Dymitri Haraszewski (author's profile)

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Blog #8
Dymitri Haraszewski
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Dec. 21, 2014

"Disrespect"

My cellmate was recently attacked four times within six days. Each time, he was knocked to the ground, once suffering a bloody nose that poured for nearly an hour, and once he was beaten unconscious. He also either broke or sprained his wrist in one assault, but he's not sure what's wrong because he's afraid to ask for medical help. He doesn't want to be labeled a "rat" and suffer a new round of beatings. What he's endured is nothing less than terrorism. After each incident, he's been told "it's over now", and each time, his attackers-cum-reassurers have proven to be either liars or simply incompetent. Almost certainly it's a lot of both.
Forgive me my disgust, but it's been very hard to stand by this poor guy, a genuinely nice and gentle person, has come back to the cell beaten, bloodied, and psychologically dismantled. I nearly cried the last time, the one with all the blood, when he stepped through the door and said in a pitiable half-whine, "Do you see what they did to me!?" I saw. Blood still dripped from his nose and mouth (the building control officer callously ignored his request to come inside for a few minutes early), and his bright-white shoes and shirt were spattered crimson. His glasses sat crookedly on his cut nose. It hurt to look.
Only one of the attacks happened near me, and I was powerless to stop it. I moved toward them the second I heard the shocked yell from my cellmate (who thought being knocked unconscious two days earlier had been the end of it), but three of the attacker's "homeboys" - i.e. gang affiliated trash acquaintances - immediately blocked me, saying "What? What do you wanna do?" clearly ready to jump on me, too. The 2-punch attack was over, though, so my terrible choice was easier to make. I backed away. Not a proud moment, but likely the best move for both of us. At least that's what I tell myself when the shame won't leave me alone.
A month has passed since that week of hell, and it does seem to be over now. I do al I can to help him, but I have almost zero social capital in here, myself. Still, I can't just leave my cellmate to fend for himself. He's needed an advocate, and more, and I've been in his shoes before. I have a moral duty to help as I can. I collected as much of "the story" as I could (not easy, since nearly all prisoners are extreme liars and self-aggrandizing exaggerators), and I spoke with the people I thought could end it. I also told the opportunistic vultures to stuff their insincere, exploitative offers of "protection", and made it clear that no one would "run up in the cell" to "take his shit," as some rumormongers claimed was likely, without a fight from me. I'm no big guy or bad-ass, and I'm not well-liked here at all, but in my 3 miserable years here, at least word has gotten around that I do hit back. I pick things up for him now, too, from toilet paper to food, just so he won't be targeted and robbed. all of this adds to my already significant risk, but if I don't help him, who will? I don't mean to pat myself on the back or anything, I just needed to vent a little.
This all began because some typically paranoid, hypersensitive prisonese asshole got it into his broken brain that my cellmate had somehow "disrespected" him in the visiting room. He never mentioned it to my cellmate, never tried to clear up any possible misunderstandings, because people like him are incapable of believing they could every misunderstand anything. Instead, he just had his scumbag buddy lure an unsuspecting, naive guy into a corner and knock him out cold with no warning. Somehow that passes for honor among these cretins. Others then took their own cheapshots, realizing he either wouldn't or couldn't fight back, and no one once questioned what justified all this, because no one ever really cared. It was an opportunity to beat up on a "child molester," so they took it. who would care about piled-on, gratuitous viciousness toward a "weirdo", anyway?
So what part of these turds' actions even begins to reflect their supposed value of "respect"? Nothing, obviously, but this is the mind of the Homo Correctus animal in the bizarro-world where I wake up each day. It attacks my best ideas about human nature and potential, and my optimism and anarchism, too, yet I know, intellectually, that this Prisonese race, these depraved incarcerated creatures, are just pitiful victims of the sick society and structure that molded them. Still, it's very hard to overcome my revulsion and contempt for these warped products of our toxic, consumerist, authoritarian culture. It's not fair of me, and like my cowardice, it's another shameful part of my character I have to acknowledge and try to tame. I guess we all have flaws to keep us humble... and to work on.
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chrisfeeney Posted 9 years, 9 months ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years, 9 months ago   Favorite
Dymitri, reading this was very difficult. Because you write so well, eloquently, it transported me to the nightmare you and your cellmate live. It paints a picture far worse than I was hoping you were living. I thought you were lucky enough that the security level you've been place would have weeded out such violence. The other part of this, I'm surprised such behavior occurs so un-captured by the authorities who are in charge with the inmates' safety and keeping some semblance of order in there. However, you know I've seen what hell looks and feels like. I'm just heartbroken you're there again. I'm sorry. You stay strong, smart, non-violent, and don't be a stupid hero--I didn't say don't be a "hero," just don't be a stupid one. Like you describe, there's little things you can do, like try to be reasonable, but I already know how far that goes. How I got through those 5 years from 1996-2001 I still don't fully understand. At my age today, it would be a lot harder and psychologically I'd brake much quicker and much more permanently. No one in this family has forgotten you. Today, that doesn't mean much, but perhaps, with reforms and new technology, housing human souls in cages won't be the default way of dealing with everything.
Chris

chrisfeeney Posted 9 years, 9 months ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years, 9 months ago   Favorite
Dymitri, reading this entry and the description of the events you and your cellmate are having to endure was very difficult. I just wrote for 15 minutes but forgot to log in and the whole thing was lost. I'm writing a shortened version of that much more heartfelt response now. I was hoping where you've been placed, the security level, etc. that the environment would be a little less intense. I'm really disappointed to hear that the safety of inmates, and keeping a good level of order in the facility, are not rating too high. What you're witnessing your friend go through is depressing. Like you wisely point out, you can't be a super-hero, but that I give you credit for trying to be reasonable with the aggressors. You're witness to the lows of human nature, and that's hard for a good guy like your self to stand by and just be witness to. Reading this entry, really transported me to your reality, and your eloquent ability to write made it clear it's not a very pleasant place to be--which we know. Hang in there and be strong. We haven't forgotten about you. Someday they're will be reforms, and technology will stop the widespread caging of human souls. European countries are closing prison because they can't keep them full. Maybe this country will become more christian/ civilized and not throw humans away for life. Technology and understanding of the brain will cause changes. Anyways, let me send this along and print some stuff up for you.
Take care buddy!

ChaplainL Posted 9 years, 5 months ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years, 3 months ago   Favorite
This posting sent me mentally back to a story told to me by an inmate in the prison I was working at in Florida. The prison "welcome" was getting beaten in the nearby bathroom while staff pretended they did not know anything. I lasted an entire nano-second in the scheme of things by working for less than my 90 day probationary period. Sadly I lasted longer than the other I went through Orientation with. I was an Assistant Chaplain coming from Ohio as a previous medical Chaplain. I can tell you that the general public has NO idea what goes on in prisons and never really think much about it. Unless of course they end up with someone in the system.
I came to appreciate very quickly the fact that the men wearing blue uniforms seemed to operate with more integrity than those wearing dress clothes. Then again I was lucky enough to only be working with men in the Faith Based Programs.The others who would fit the description of the men you write about were far across the facility from me. But, their actions at times would be told to me during visits from worn out inmates. I never knew if I should try to act like the stories were not bothering me or if I should admit how horrified and hurt I was to hear their stories. I always tried hard to stay focused and offer an ear of compassion. Never knowing if that was enough.
I eventually had to leave since my sense of "fairness and compassion" was considered a weakness and source of irritation to administration. Since I am a female they also felt that inmates were "manipulating me" and trying to gain sympathy. My complaints and concerns to Administration were largely overlooked and those inmates who showed any interest in working with me were eventually shipped out or put in confinement for some mysterious reason.
So when I realized that I was likely causing more harm than good I left my job and returned home to Ohio. I am now working on a newspaper for inmates, those in recovery, and families and ministries that would help promote awareness about prison life. If you would like to write to me I would be appreciative and try to support you in writing as much as possible.

Please stay safe and know that there are those of us who care and are working toward bringing these issues to the public awareness. I am hoping and praying for real change in the Correctional system.

Chaplain M. Levay
Intercultural Interfaith Communications
P.O. Box 347402
Parma, Ohio 44134

chrisfeeney Posted 9 years, 5 months ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years, 3 months ago   Favorite
Hey Dymitri! I was so happy to see that Chaplain M. Levay read our letters and she shared her experiences the memories your description of affairs brought back for her. It's nice to see others actually take the time to listen to what you and other inmates have to say and are thinking: we know you, and everyone else, but to a much lesser degree on average I would wager, have so much to tell the rest of society. I have my two little guys (Gianna and Christopher) this morning so this, yet once again, is going to be short and semi-sweet (sweet sounds obnoxious right man?). I spoke with your friend Carol (She's a sweet lady and wierdly I felt like I was talking to your mother! Anyways, I have your letter here on my bed that I have begun to write a reply to. I met a friend named Terry, and she is such a nice person, with a good heart, and as you would expect leeches in this world to do, she was taken advantage of like I've never seen before. She let a guy move in (certainly convinced her there was some romantic element, then a week later his four boys ages ten to 19 moved in as well. They've destroyed her apartment and possessions and she's been asking him to leave for the last two weeks. She's on disability from injury she sustained from a car accident when she was 7 in which her mother perished in. Well, this guy, not wanting to leave, began telling any neighbor who would listen, that she was coldly "kicking them out onto the street." He had other options, but with Terry he could continue controlling her and the money she gets each month. Well, four girls jumped her the other night (of another race, not sure if that's relevant but it's true) and she got a ruptured eardrum, eyesocket and bruises and cuts, on and on so she's staying here and me and my parents are helping her. Let me run! Try calling again. That is becoming a joke how many calls I've missed!
Chris

jedson303 Posted 9 years, 4 months ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years, 3 months ago   Favorite
Hi Dymitri --
Glad you showed me how to find this resource. Your post is very compelling. No one should be required to live in this kind of environment. Once again we see how humanity's collective evil exceeds its individual evil. Got your long letter. It's excellent. Also I would like to use this post. No time for a long response. Will write. Be patient.
jim

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jedson303 Posted 9 years ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years ago   Favorite
Hi Dimitri --
I will be starting to put the long epistle you sent to me (twice, with variations -- I apologize again for that mix-up) into digital format this evening. Should be done in a week or so. I am very impressed with it.
I am appalled at how mindless and cruel the people in this country seem to be getting. I think a lot of it has to do with the sensationalism and misinformation that fills our public media. But that must be only part of the explanation.
j

chrisfeeney Posted 8 years, 12 months ago. ✓ Mailed 8 years, 11 months ago   Favorite
Hey Dimitri! It's Chris, several days after speaking with you on the phone finally, and several days (once again) from doing what I had promised I'd do that very same day before Christmas! Life's busy, crazy, and overwhelming even outside your world. I'd never compare them in many other words than those though. We live very different lives, and, you know I know five years of that. Still, that didn't prepare me for the havoc and procrastination constantly occurring around you and to you poor cell-mate. Really upset me, partly because I know how badly it upsets you, and how it inevitably involves you, as well--which, I sense, you down-play to not over worry me, or to give the impression you complain too much when calling! God, complain all you need, and to the level it's true. Anyways, oh, I wanted to say I know the Stanford Prison Experiment from one of my very many psychology courses at Community College and USC for the Bachelor's degree program in psychology. I will try to check it out again soon, because it's been some time, but it was shocking how soon students became abusive guards overstepping their own tendencies, or level of respect for others, and how quickly the students in the role of inmates simply couldn't complete the study. My father often says "I could never serve time. I would go crazy. I would kill myself. People don't realize, those students knew they had an eventual exit. When given years, or life sentence, you don't have the luxury of going crazy for a while, or allowing yourself to "loose it." It's as though we know if this happens, there's nothing to pull us out of that nightmare. There is no liberation team of Navy Seals possibly working on free us. There is no lottery that you may be the one in a thousand inmates who buys a lottery ticket and if wins, is set free and their records completely dissolved. This would provide some false hope, which would be very unhealthy. The only option is yours; to keep your head clear, research your legal barriers, and prepare for a courtroom appeal someday. These will occur more in the future, and I get the sense, on the news, and with all the attention on overly lengthy sentences, and overkill on incarceration, more and more cases will be reviewed for possible flaws, or the possibility society at the time was acting mad and portraying some rather ordinary events, and perhaps some inappropriate one's as well, as though you deserve to die. It's madness. You made some mistakes in taking liberties to live life like anyone else would, but having the police and legal system ready to pounce on you the first chance they had if any misconduct could be suspected, not even proved. Anyways, I have to run. I really needed to write you for my own sanity. I feel heavy hearted when I don't come through for you and it really pulls me down. Believe me when I say, even with my new girlfriend Christina, who I had for Christmas and was the best Christimas in years because she's amazing!)ok theend

chrisfeeney Posted 8 years, 12 months ago. ✓ Mailed 8 years, 11 months ago   Favorite
Thank you "between the bars" staff for all that you do! Happy holidays, merry Christmas, and others equally respectfully. You perform a service that is truly heroic!

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