[drawing of a black canine with golden eyes. Caption: Nate Ⓐ Lindell 2016]

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Nate's Notes, 6 Sept 2016

Been a while since I posted anything. Been busy writing my autobiography about prison life, litigating, studying neuroscience and some "intelligent design" bunko.

There've been several inmates on my range who bang on their toilets, doors, or walls and yell caustic things from behind their doors. All day and night. Clearly, they are mentally ill, thus aren't supposed to be here; but their personalities are so disgusting that psych staff want nothing to do with them and leave them here to suffer, and make those around them suffer too.

The humidity isn't controlled and has been so bad that my books warped, my envelops glue themselves shut, and my sheets feel damp.

Recently, a pig here wrote me a conduct report (#2604053) for taking my shirt off at rec, resulting in a loss of rec. Everyone here whose been tested has dangerously low levels of vit. D, which can be remedied by sun exposure. Clearly, we're not getting enough sun exposure, yet when I field a group complaint (#WSPF-2016-18413) requesting an end to WSPF's rule prohibiting us from being shirtless at rec, a rule no other WI male prison has, the warden rejected it for being frivolous.

These are some of the things I deal with.

It's been over a month since I've received any personal mail, which I'm anxious about. Suspect guards are "losing" my mail. I've sent out so much mail critical of prison that they have reason to do so, but I'm gonna keep on writing and exposing their antics.

Time to write my autobio.

Those who want to help, please buy me postage embossed envelopes (item #8039, $3.15) and typing paper (#4304, $2.96) from JLMarcusWisconsin.com.