WE'RE BACK, IT'S NIGHT SHIFT TIME
As if things were not bad enough for the prisoners, it is now night shift time, once
again. Hellmann and Burdan have been pacing the Yard waiting for the day shift
to move out. They are wielding their billy clubs, yelling something into Cell 2,
threatening 8612, insisting that a prisoner get back from the door, and pointing
the fire extinguisher at the cell, shouting to ask whether they want more of this
cool carbon dioxide spray in their faces.
A prisoner asks Guard Geoff Landry: "Mr. Correctional Officer, I have a re-
quest. It's somebody's birthday tonight. Can we sing 'Happy Birthday'?"
Before Landry can answer, Hellmann replies from the background, "We'll
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sing 'Happy Birthday' at lineup. Now it is dinner time, three at a time." The pris-
oners now sit around a table laid out in the middle of the yard to eat their skimpy
dinner. No talking allowed.
Reviewing the tapes of this shift, I see a prisoner being brought in through
the main doors by Burdan. The prisoner, who had just attempted to escape, stands
at attention in the center of the hallway just beyond the dinner table. He is blind-
folded. Landry asks the prisoner how he removed the lock on the door. He refuses
to spill the beans. When the blindfold is taken off the escapee, Geoff warns men-
acingly, "If we see your hands near that lock, 8612, we'll have something really
good for you." It was Doug-8612 who tried the escape plan! Landry pushes him
back into his cell, where 8612 begins to scream obscenities again, louder than
before, and a stream of 'Fuck yous' floods the Yard. Hellmann says wearily into Cell
2, "8612, your game is getting very old. Very old. It's not even amusing anymore."
The guards rush to the dinner table to stop 5486 from conferring with his
Cell mates, who have been forbidden to communicate. Geoff Landry shouts at
5486, "Hey, hey! We can't deprive you of a meal, but we can take the rest of it
away. You've had something. The warden says we can't deprive you of meals, but
you've already had a meal, at least part of it. So we can take the rest away." He
then makes a general pronouncement to everyone: "You guys seem to have for-
gotten about all of the privileges we can give you." He reminds them of the visit-
ing hours tomorrow, which, of course, could be canceled if there is a lockdown.
Some prisoners who are still eating say that they have not forgotten about Tues-
day's seven o'clock visiting hours and are looking forward to them.
Geoff Landry insists that 8612 put back on his stocking cap, which he had
taken off during dinner. "We wouldn't want you dropping anything out of your
hair into your meal and getting sick on it."
8612 responds strangely, as though he is losing contact with reality: "I can't
put it on my head, it's too tight. I'll get a headache. What? I know that's really
weird. That's why I'm trying to get out of here... they keep saying 'No, you won't
get a headache,' but I know I will get a headache."
Now it becomes Rich-1037's turn to be despondent and detached. He is look-
ing glassy-eyed, speaking only in a slow monotone. Lying on the floor of his cell,
he keeps coughing, insists on seeing the superintendent. (I see him when I return
from my dinner, give him some cough drops, and tell him that he can leave if he
feels he can't take it anymore but that things will go better if he does not spend so
much time and energy rebelling. He reports feeling better and promises to try his
best.)
The guards next turn their attention on Paul-5704, who is now being more
assertive, as if to stand in for former rebel leader Doug-8612. "You don't look too
happy, 5704," Landry says, as Hellmann starts running his club against the bars
of the cell door, making a loud clanging sound. Burdan adds, "You think they'd
like that [the loud bar clanging] after lights out, maybe tonight?"
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5704 attempts a joke, but the guards are not laughing, although some of the
prisoners are. Landry says, "Oh, that's good, that's real good. Keep it up, really.
We're really getting entertained now. I haven't heard this type of kid stuff in
about ten years."
The guards, standing tall, all in a row, stare at 8612, who is eating slowly and
by himself. With one hand on their hips and the other swinging their billy clubs
menacingly, the guards display a united front. "We have a bunch of resisters,
revolutionaries, here!" exclaims Geoff Landry.
8612 then bolts up from the dinner table and races across to the rear wall,
where he rips down the black scrim covering the video camera. The guards grab
him and drag him back into the Hole yet again. He says sarcastically, "Sorry,
guys!"
One of them responds, "You're sorry, huh. We'll have something for you later
that you will be sorry for."
When Hellmann and Burdan both start banging on the door of the Hole with
their billy clubs, 8612 starts screaming that it is deafening and is making his
headache worse.
Doug-8612 yells out, "Fuckin' don't do that man, it hurts my ears!"
Burdan: "Maybe you'll think about that before you want to do something
that gets you into the Hole next time, 8612."
8612 answers, "Nah, you can just fuck off, buddy! Next time the doors go
down, I mean it!" (He is threatening to tear down the door to his cell, the entrance
door, and perhaps he means the wall where the observation camera is located.)
A prisoner asks if they'll be having a movie tonight, as they had expected to
get when the original details of the prison were described to them. A guard
replies, "I don't know if we'll ever have a movie!"
The guards openly discuss the consequences of damaging prison property,
and Hellmann grabs a copy of the prison rules, reading off the rule about damag-
ing prison property. As he leans against Cell l's doorframe and twirls his billy
club, he seems to be inhaling confidence and dominance moment by moment. In-
stead of movie time, he will give them either work or R&R time, Hellmann tells his
buddies.
Hellmann: "Okay, let's have your attention, please. We have some fun lined
up for everyone tonight. Cell 3, you're on rest and recreation, you can do what you
please because you washed your dishes and did your chores well. Cell 2, you've still
got a little bit of work to do. And Cell 1, we've got a great blanket for you to pick all
the stickers out of. Okay, bring them on in here, Officer, let's let them see, they
gonna do just fine for Cell 1 to work on tonight if they want to sleep on a blanket
without stickers."
Landry hands Hellman some blankets coated with a new collection of stick-
ers. "Oh, isn't that a beauty?" He continues his monologue: "Just look at that
blanket, ladies and gentleman! Look at that blanket! Isn't that a masterpiece? I
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