Life in the belly of the beast is rough. Forget “OZ” and “Prison Break.” Read these true raw and brutal tales about living in the netherworld of corruption and violence.
The Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn, New York is in essence a big county jail. Run by the Bureau of Prisons for the feds, this nine floor, two-sided jail holds about 3,000 prisoners in various stages of the criminal justice system process […]
In the fall of 1995 they had the infamous crack riots in the Burea of Prisons. These riots took place in federal prisons all across the United States almost simultaneously […]
From the moment I cracked my crusty eyes open I knew that it was going to be a good day; the smell of freshly cooked moonshine pouring into my cell pretty-much guaranteed it […]
When I first entered the netherworld of prison in 1993 the last vestiges of the convict were dying out. The convict was the ultimate prison ideal which has existed in prisons throughout the ages and has been portrayed and glorified in countless Hollywood movies […]
U.S. vs Ferranti: that’s how the case was styled. The United States of fucking America versus me […]
In the belly of the beast a convicts tattoos can define him. Being sleeved out or tatted up is a sign of respect or mark of belonging. In the pen dudes wear their territorial and gang affiliations on their sleeves […]
When the feds prosecute a case they are vicious. Brutal even. Ain’t no pleasantries. They out to draw blood […]
After unearthing a bag of wine from beneath one of several piles of dirt scattered about the yard, Gator Boy, Billy, Weasel, Swivel, and myself sought refuge on our cozy little perch, an area up in the far left corner of the old concrete bleachers […]
The Abu Graib photos exposed torture, humiliation, degradation, sexual assaults, assaults with weapons and dogs, extortion and blood sports [… ]
I was laying on my bunk, eyes closed, lost in an opiate stupor […]
