Part Two of a view behind the eyes of a fertile mind and an amazing soul. This is a second look at daily existence in Prison America. It’s dark and it’s depressing and it’s real: the cancer that blooms in the darkness of our prison industrial complex.
A grinding mill for human beings who do not belong there, but we read here about institutional employees working jobs respected by the community. I live in a country where the seemingly nice people of society gorge themselves, their families and their beloved systemic organs with the riches that camps of concentration manufacture. These camps may be found in every corner, but they are hidden from view. My understanding of our “criminal” justice system leads me to think that it may as well be a factory for lamp shades. Stanley Cohen spent eleven months of 2015 in Canaan. Milk and honey? You won’t find it.