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Beginning of a Hunger Strike
Jeremy Pinson
Today is October 19, 2012, the first day of my hunger strike. I am protesting the never-ending solitary confinement, the harassment and abuse I suffer on a daily basis.
Water dripping onto stone will form a groove and eventually a hole. The hole in my spirit was not caused by a massive trauma, but rather a series of serious incidents. Days of agonizing isolation. I pull my hair, scream at the heavens in desperation. How can my country treat me this way? Humiliate and degrade me? Rob me of my humanity by labelling me a bad man then leaving me to rot in a cell constructed by men far more evil of mind and heart than I. How can society not care? I feel buried alive. Smothered by silence, neglect, animosity and apathy. It is with great regret I will starve myself to death for this is no way any man should live.
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Replies (3)
...These are your words.
I am about to send a letter to you this afternoon and the articles you requested. They may take some time to get to you through international mail though, so I'm hoping you'll receive this sooner.
You are not alone Jeremy! There ARE people that care and believe you are an important voice. I am one of them. And there are others who need you to utilize your clear voice, to help them.
I realize I cannot possibly imagine how difficult things are for you day to day, but there are other ways to initiate change... I will help you where I can. I know your environment is harming you, but please find some strength in my words and don't add to that harm. Perhaps together we can heal the hole in your spirit... can we try..?
Please take care of my new friend! ...Please take care my friend!
Nicki
I can't know what situation you are in now, or how you will be when this comment finds you. I can only say that in one way at least you are not alone - we at BTB can read your words and feel for you. I know this doesn't change your situation in a physical sense, but perhaps mentally it relieves the pain a little to know that your words can reach and touch someone as far away as the UK?
Reading this made me so sad. You live in a world I can't even fathom. Thank goodness for a program like Between the Bars so that blissfully ignorant people like me can be jolted awake.
You're a good writer. I just barely discovered your posts on BTB but I find your voice intriguing. And more than that, I know that you are someone who matters, and I wish so much that something I could do could help you in your situation.
Instead, I must echo what the others have said - you are not alone. Find solace in your writing and in knowing that there are people out there who care. Take care of yourself. Pray.