solitary confinement - no visitors allowed

[zero]

http://www.brucegray.com/images/steps.jpg

i've found it impossible to stop deeply offending myself time and time again

:mad:


and that's why i've solitarily confined myself

[rmr]

maybe what happened in shawshank redemption will happen to you -- i hope so but i hope what happened in green mile doesn't happen to you that's for sure.

[lapietra]

Hmmmm... somehow I don't think you'll be successful at blocking the world entirely...
Interesting experiment. ;)

[Coffee]

*adopts temporary gaurd duty*

HEY...WHAT ARE YOU TWO DAMES DOING IN HERE?

Can't you read the signs...no visitors/solitary confinement.

Now get out before you get thrown into your own cells.

:mad:

[rmr]

http://www.jeffburden.net/shawshank/andyRAIN1.JPG


andy didn't kill his wife......maybe you're innocent too

[Avalon]

here, so you won't be lonely. Just like in the Green Mile.
http://www.geocities.com/sarabicker/mousebag.jpg

[rmr]

"We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. Hell, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We were the lords of all creation. As for Andy - he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer." -- Red

[Coffee]

*gives up*
*tosses gaurd uniform in trash*

[rmr]

"I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope." -- Red

[lapietra]

PALAMON.

O Cosen Arcite,
Where is Thebs now? where is our noble Country?
Where are our friends, and kindreds? never more
Must we behold those comforts, never see
The hardy youthes strive for the Games of honour
(Hung with the painted favours of their Ladies,
Like tall Ships under saile) then start among'st 'em
And as an Eastwind leave 'en all behinde us,
Like lazy Clowdes, whilst Palamon and Arcite,
Even in the wagging of a wanton leg
Out-stript the peoples praises, won the Garlands,
Ere they have time to wish 'em ours. O never
Shall we two exercise, like Twyns of honour,
Our Armes againe, and feele our fyry horses
Like proud Seas under us: our good Swords now
(Better the red-eyd god of war nev'r wore)
Ravishd our sides, like age must run to rust,
And decke the Temples of those gods that hate us:
These hands shall never draw'em out like lightning,
To blast whole Armies more.

ARCITE.

No, Palamon,
Those hopes are Prisoners with us; here we are
And here the graces of our youthes must wither
Like a too-timely Spring; here age must finde us,
And, which is heaviest, Palamon, unmarried;
The sweete embraces of a loving wife,
Loden with kisses, armd with thousand Cupids
Shall never claspe our neckes, no issue know us,
No figures of our selves shall we ev'r see,
To glad our age, and like young Eagles teach 'em
Boldly to gaze against bright armes, and say:
'Remember what your fathers were, and conquer.'
The faire-eyd Maides, shall weepe our Banishments,
And in their Songs, curse ever-blinded fortune,
Till shee for shame see what a wrong she has done
To youth and nature. This is all our world;
We shall know nothing here but one another,
Heare nothing but the Clocke that tels our woes.
The Vine shall grow, but we shall never see it:
Sommer shall come, and with her all delights;
But dead-cold winter must inhabite here still.

PALAMON.

Tis too true, Arcite. To our Theban houndes,
That shooke the aged Forrest with their ecchoes,
No more now must we halloa, no more shake
Our pointed Iavelyns, whilst the angry Swine
Flyes like a parthian quiver from our rages,
Strucke with our well-steeld Darts: All valiant uses
(The foode, and nourishment of noble mindes,)
In us two here shall perish; we shall die
(Which is the curse of honour) lastly
Children of greife, and Ignorance.

ARCITE.

Yet, Cosen,
Even from the bottom of these miseries,
From all that fortune can inflict upon us,
I see two comforts rysing, two meere blessings,
If the gods please: to hold here a brave patience,
And the enjoying of our greefes together.
Whilst Palamon is with me, let me perish
If I thinke this our prison.

PALAMON.

Certeinly,
Tis a maine goodnes, Cosen, that our fortunes
Were twyn'd together; tis most true, two soules
Put in two noble Bodies--let 'em suffer
The gaule of hazard, so they grow together--
Will never sincke; they must not, say they could:
A willing man dies sleeping, and all's done.

ARCITE.

Shall we make worthy uses of this place
That all men hate so much?

PALAMON.

How, gentle Cosen?

ARCITE.

Let's thinke this prison holy sanctuary,
To keepe us from corruption of worse men.
We are young and yet desire the waies of honour,
That liberty and common Conversation,
The poyson of pure spirits, might like women
Wooe us to wander from. What worthy blessing
Can be but our Imaginations
May make it ours? And heere being thus together,
We are an endles mine to one another;
We are one anothers wife, ever begetting
New birthes of love; we are father, friends, acquaintance;
We are, in one another, Families,
I am your heire, and you are mine: This place
Is our Inheritance, no hard Oppressour
Dare take this from us; here, with a little patience,
We shall live long, and loving: No surfeits seeke us:
The hand of war hurts none here, nor the Seas
Swallow their youth: were we at liberty,
A wife might part us lawfully, or busines;
Quarrels consume us, Envy of ill men
Grave our acquaintance; I might sicken, Cosen,
Where you should never know it, and so perish
Without your noble hand to close mine eies,
Or praiers to the gods: a thousand chaunces,
Were we from hence, would seaver us.

PALAMON.

You have made me
(I thanke you, Cosen Arcite) almost wanton
With my Captivity: what a misery
It is to live abroade, and every where!
Tis like a Beast, me thinkes: I finde the Court here--
I am sure, a more content; and all those pleasures
That wooe the wils of men to vanity,
I see through now, and am sufficient
To tell the world, tis but a gaudy shaddow,
That old Time, as he passes by, takes with him.
What had we bin, old in the Court of Creon,
Where sin is Iustice, lust and ignorance
The vertues of the great ones! Cosen Arcite,
Had not the loving gods found this place for us,
We had died as they doe, ill old men, unwept,
And had their Epitaphes, the peoples Curses:
Shall I say more?

ARCITE.

I would heare you still.

PALAMON.

Ye shall.
Is there record of any two that lov'd
Better then we doe, Arcite?

ARCITE.

Sure, there cannot.

PALAMON.

I doe not thinke it possible our friendship
Should ever leave us.

ARCITE.

Till our deathes it cannot;

[Enter Emilia and her woman (below).]

And after death our spirits shall be led
To those that love eternally. Speake on, Sir.

[lapietra]

EMILIA.

This garden has a world of pleasures in't.
What Flowre is this?

WOMAN.

Tis calld Narcissus, Madam.

EMILIA.

That was a faire Boy, certaine, but a foole,
To love himselfe; were there not maides enough?

ARCITE.

Pray forward.

PALAMON.

Yes.

EMILIA.

Or were they all hard hearted?

WOMAN.

They could not be to one so faire.

EMILIA.

Thou wouldst not.

WOMAN.

I thinke I should not, Madam.

EMILIA.

That's a good wench:
But take heede to your kindnes though.

WOMAN.

Why, Madam?

EMILIA.

Men are mad things.

ARCITE.

Will ye goe forward, Cosen?

EMILIA.

Canst not thou worke such flowers in silke, wench?

WOMAN.

Yes.

EMILIA.

Ile have a gowne full of 'em, and of these;
This is a pretty colour, wilt not doe
Rarely upon a Skirt, wench?

WOMAN.

Deinty, Madam.

ARCITE.

Cosen, Cosen, how doe you, Sir? Why, Palamon?

PALAMON.

Never till now I was in prison, Arcite.

ARCITE.

Why whats the matter, Man?

PALAMON.

Behold, and wonder.
By heaven, shee is a Goddesse.

ARCITE.

Ha.

PALAMON.

Doe reverence. She is a Goddesse, Arcite.

EMILIA.

Of all Flowres, me thinkes a Rose is best.

WOMAN.

Why, gentle Madam?

EMILIA.

It is the very Embleme of a Maide.
For when the west wind courts her gently,
How modestly she blowes, and paints the Sun,
With her chaste blushes! When the North comes neere her,
Rude and impatient, then, like Chastity,
Shee lockes her beauties in her bud againe,
And leaves him to base briers.

WOMAN.

Yet, good Madam,
Sometimes her modesty will blow so far
She fals for't: a Mayde,
If shee have any honour, would be loth
To take example by her.

EMILIA.

Thou art wanton.

ARCITE.

She is wondrous faire.

PALAMON.

She is beauty extant.

EMILIA.

The Sun grows high, lets walk in: keep these flowers;
Weele see how neere Art can come neere their colours.
I am wondrous merry hearted, I could laugh now.

WOMAN.

I could lie downe, I am sure.

EMILIA.

And take one with you?

WOMAN.

That's as we bargaine, Madam.

EMILIA.

Well, agree then. [Exeunt Emilia and woman.]

PALAMON.

What thinke you of this beauty?

ARCITE.

Tis a rare one.

PALAMON.

Is't but a rare one?

ARCITE.

Yes, a matchles beauty.

PALAMON.

Might not a man well lose himselfe and love her?

ARCITE.

I cannot tell what you have done, I have;
Beshrew mine eyes for't: now I feele my Shackles.

PALAMON.

You love her, then?

ARCITE.

Who would not?

PALAMON.

And desire her?

ARCITE.

Before my liberty.

PALAMON.

I saw her first.

ARCITE.

That's nothing.

PALAMON.

But it shall be.

ARCITE.

I saw her too.

PALAMON.

Yes, but you must not love her.

ARCITE.

I will not as you doe, to worship her,
As she is heavenly, and a blessed Goddes;
I love her as a woman, to enjoy her:
So both may love.

PALAMON.

You shall not love at all.

ARCITE.

Not love at all!
Who shall deny me?

PALAMON.

I, that first saw her; I, that tooke possession
First with mine eyes of all those beauties
In her reveald to mankinde: if thou lou'st her,
Or entertain'st a hope to blast my wishes,
Thou art a Traytour, Arcite, and a fellow
False as thy Title to her: friendship, blood,
And all the tyes betweene us I disclaime,
If thou once thinke upon her.

ARCITE.

Yes, I love her,
And if the lives of all my name lay on it,
I must doe so; I love her with my soule:
If that will lose ye, farewell, Palamon;
I say againe, I love, and in loving her maintaine
I am as worthy and as free a lover,
And have as just a title to her beauty
As any Palamon or any living
That is a mans Sonne.

PALAMON.

Have I cald thee friend?

ARCITE.

Yes, and have found me so; why are you mov'd thus?
Let me deale coldly with you: am not I
Part of your blood, part of your soule? you have told me
That I was Palamon, and you were Arcite.

PALAMON.

Yes.

ARCITE.

Am not I liable to those affections,
Those joyes, greifes, angers, feares, my friend shall suffer?

PALAMON.

Ye may be.

ARCITE.

Why, then, would you deale so cunningly,
So strangely, so vnlike a noble kinesman,
To love alone? speake truely: doe you thinke me
Vnworthy of her sight?

PALAMON.

No; but unjust,
If thou pursue that sight.

ARCITE.

Because an other
First sees the Enemy, shall I stand still
And let mine honour downe, and never charge?

PALAMON.

Yes, if he be but one.

ARCITE.

But say that one
Had rather combat me?

PALAMON.

Let that one say so,
And use thy freedome; els if thou pursuest her,
Be as that cursed man that hates his Country,
A branded villaine.

ARCITE.

You are mad.

PALAMON.

I must be,
Till thou art worthy, Arcite; it concernes me,
And in this madnes, if I hazard thee
And take thy life, I deale but truely.

ARCITE.

Fie, Sir,
You play the Childe extreamely: I will love her,
I must, I ought to doe so, and I dare;
And all this justly.

PALAMON.

O that now, that now
Thy false-selfe and thy friend had but this fortune,
To be one howre at liberty, and graspe
Our good Swords in our hands! I would quickly teach thee
What 'twer to filch affection from another:
Thou art baser in it then a Cutpurse;
Put but thy head out of this window more,
And as I have a soule, Ile naile thy life too't.

ARCITE.

Thou dar'st not, foole, thou canst not, thou art feeble.
Put my head out? Ile throw my Body out,
And leape the garden, when I see her next

[Enter Keeper.]

And pitch between her armes to anger thee.

PALAMON.

No more; the keeper's comming; I shall live
To knocke thy braines out with my Shackles.

ARCITE.

Doe.

[zero]

i'm starting to have hallucinations - ****s and **********s mainly

i wonder what's happening in the outside world

[lapietra]

See - the theory is - Palomon and Arcite are actually the *same guy*... hence Emilia's "woman's" reference to Narcissus. See?

Kinda clever, that Shakespeare. ;)

[dinzdale]

Well out here Rimmer is starting to look a bit

[rmr]

oh for christ's sake..........you bring up **** and ******** and dinz comes running....btw you all I don't have camel toe........thanks but no thanks.

[zero]

i wonder what time it is

i bet lala's still wandering around reciting shakespeare

and rmr - i wonder if she ever sorted out her "problem"

.sigh.

[lapietra]

Hmmmm....

He seems to have us all on *Ignore*.

What an odd biscuit that zero is...

Oh look! It's Bjork! :D

http://mechadiva.net/grfx/bjork.jpg

[lapietra]

Hi Bjork!

No - zero's in voluntary solitary confinement right now... No, he can't come lie in your bathtub with you and smoke cigars...

Well - let's ask him -

zero - Will you come out of solitary confinement for Bjork?


Nah... see... he's just walking around muttering to himself...

[zero]

bored. so bored.

nevermind! soon be time time for my evening w***!


:)

[lapietra]

Gosh, Bjork -

http://www.iloyd.com/bjork/bjork.jpg

You sure are patient...

Yeah... I guess we'll just have to wait around and see if he snaps out of it.

Oh! What's that? You have something for zero?

http://www.maranza.com/imm/bjork.jpg

Wow... how did you make that come out of your mouth like that?

[Avalon]

that Bjork, what a kidder!!;)

[zero]

http://www.ausemade.com.au/tas/destination/p/images/0210052728.jpg

third on the right

[lapietra]

looks chilly.

wanna blanket?

[zero]

i wonder why i get hardly any food yet they keep telling me to "slob out"

:confused:

[lapietra]

hmmmm...

Are they trying to imply you should sit still & not do anything?

Or is it a euphemism for something?

I'm getting worried... :(

I don't think this is healthy for you.

[Coffee]

*gaurd bangs on cell door*

Hey you...stop ****ing in there. No visitors means no self visitation either.

[Avalon]

Originally posted by Coffee
*gaurd bangs on cell door*

Hey you...stop ****ing in there. No visitors means no self visitation either.

:eek:

*must hurry to wash out her mind..and I thought unclean thoughts about cheese was bad!!*

[Hyakujo's Fox]

http://www.npr.org/programs/wesat/features/2002/apr/loaf/loaf2.jpg

Special Management Meal

Yield - Three Loaves

• 6 slices whole wheat bread, finely chopped
• 4 ounces imitation cheddar cheese, finely grated
• 4 ounces raw carrots, finely grated
• 12 ounces spinach, canned, drained
• 2 cups dried Great Northern Beans, soaked,
cooked and drained
• 4 tablespoons vegetable oil
• 6 ounces potato flakes, dehydrated
• 6 ounces tomato paste
• 8 ounces powdered skim milk
• 4 ounces raisins

Mix all ingredients in a 12-quart mixing bowl. Make sure all wet items are drained. Mix until stiff, just moist enough to spread. Form three loaves in glazed bread pans. Place loaf pans in the oven on a sheet pan filled with water, to keep the bottom of the loaves from burning. Bake at 325 degrees in a convection oven for approximately 45 minutes. The loaf will start to pull away from the sides of the bread pan when done.

[trisherina]

http://49thvirginiainfantry.com/cup.jpg

[madasacutsnake]

Originally posted by zero
http://www.ausemade.com.au/tas/destination/p/images/0210052728.jpg

third on the right

I've been there.

[priceyfatprude]

Originally posted by Hyakujo's Fox
http://www.npr.org/programs/wesat/features/2002/apr/loaf/loaf2.jpg

Special Management Meal

Yield - Three Loaves

• 6 slices whole wheat bread, finely chopped
• 4 ounces imitation cheddar cheese, finely grated
• 4 ounces raw carrots, finely grated
• 12 ounces spinach, canned, drained
• 2 cups dried Great Northern Beans, soaked,
cooked and drained
• 4 tablespoons vegetable oil
• 6 ounces potato flakes, dehydrated
• 6 ounces tomato paste
• 8 ounces powdered skim milk
• 4 ounces raisins

Mix all ingredients in a 12-quart mixing bowl. Make sure all wet items are drained. Mix until stiff, just moist enough to spread. Form three loaves in glazed bread pans. Place loaf pans in the oven on a sheet pan filled with water, to keep the bottom of the loaves from burning. Bake at 325 degrees in a convection oven for approximately 45 minutes. The loaf will start to pull away from the sides of the bread pan when done. You had me til you got to the raisins.

[lapietra]

Originally posted by priceyfatprude
You had me til you got to the raisins.

Well... if they'd left 'em out, it wouldn't be prison food, would it?

Here's some nice new duds fer ya...

http://www.gruffstuff.com/graphics/prisonfpview.gif

http://www.gruffstuff.com/graphics/prisoncjview.gif

http://www.virtualmuseum.ca/Exhibitions/Myst/images/photos/mcq33-300.jpg

[trisherina]

http://www.eng.fsu.edu/~emcdonald/drafting/images/skeleton_key_small.jpg

[rmr]

"These walls are kind of funny. First you hate 'em, then you get used to 'em. Enough time passes, gets so you depend on them. That's institutionalized. They send you here for life, that's exactly what they take. The part that counts, anyways." red

[Zaftig]

http://www.amwa-water.org/harmonica.jpg

[joppa.gal]

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/joppa_gal/jail.gif

"Hmmm, I'm a little sick of this place"

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/joppa_gal/RC-581.gif

Think I'll do a little *nail filing* doo dee doo"

[rmr]

"I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don't want to know. Some things are best left unsaid. I'd like to think they were singing about something so beautiful, it can't be expressed in words, and makes your heart ache because of it. I tell you, those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a gray place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made those walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free." red

[zero]

my sense of smell's playing tricks on me - i swear i can sometimes smell burritos and oatmeal cookies just like my mummy used to make. i wonder if the sun's shining outside, or if it's even daytime? i'm being ever so careful not to re-offend myself again though - death row's just down the corridor from here. worst of all, they still keep saying "slob out!" to me all the time - wtf!? - there's no couch or tv in here!

[rmr]

"I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend." red

[zero]

http://www.whysanity.net/monos/freeman.JPG
i had this really vivid hallucination and i'm starting to hear voices

[rmr]

"Sometimes after work I go to the park and feed the birds. I keep thinking Jake just might show up and say hello, but he never does. I hope wherever he is, he's doing okay and making new friends. I have trouble sleeping at night. I have bad dreams, like I'm falling. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am. Maybe I should get me a gun and rob the Foodway, so they'd send me home. I could shoot the manager while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. " brooks :(

[zero]

http://www.moviemaker.com/issues/18/images/bird.jpg

tweet fvcking tweet

[Willow Sylph]

Zero - I don't think you're allowed to have bird in solitary confinement. Only a soiled mattress and bread and water for you.

[Avalon]

only toilet water is allowed..from the toilet:eek:

[rmr]

"Lord! It's a miracle! Man up and vanished like a fart in the wind!"
warden samual norton aka dinzdale

[zero]

the big lady-warden just paid me a visit

i think i've been brutalized

:(

[priceyfatprude]

Originally posted by zero
http://www.whysanity.net/monos/freeman.JPG
i had this really vivid hallucination and i'm starting to hear voices please could you stop the noise i'm trying to get some rest

from all the unborn chicken voices in my head

[zero]

what's that

[rmr]

it's nothing.....it's just another hallucination

http://www.boxoff.com/jpg/jan/spre1.jpg

[zero]

i've just noticed something

the big lady-warden left her baton behind when she brutalized me

:mad:

[Magpie]

You get that thing out of your behind this instant! Don't even think about learning to like it either... you don't have any idea where that baton has been! :eek:

[rmr]

Originally posted by Magpie
you don't have any idea where that baton has been! :eek:



psssst magpie............i think it was up his bum

:eek:

[Magpie]

Originally posted by rmr
psssst magpie............i think it was up his bum

:eek:
Noooooooo! Good Heavens! That is probably why he hasn't spoken again for awhile now... regaining his composure.

[rmr]

:p

[zero]

hooray! the big lady-warden didn't leave her baton behind after all!
:)


it was her mini mag-lite
:(

[lapietra]

How can you not know whether you've been brutalized? :rolleyes:

If you enjoyed it, you weren't.

If you didn't, you were.

[Magpie]

Originally posted by zero
hooray! the big lady-warden didn't leave her baton behind after all!
:)

it was her mini mag-lite
:(
I suppose that was a relief to some extent. Without knowing for sure, I can see how a mini mag-lite could be mistaken for a big baton in a situation like that. :rolleyes:

[funkytuba]

Originally posted by zero
i've just noticed something
the big lady-warden left her baton behind when she brutalized me
:mad: "Stuffs the Bag" and Thick
Originally posted by Magpie
Originally posted by zero
hooray! the big lady-warden didn't leave her baton behind after all! :) it was her mini mag-lite I suppose that was a relief to some extent. Without knowing for sure, I can see how a mini mag-lite could be mistaken for a big baton in a situation like that. :rolleyes:
"Falls a bit Short" and Thin

[madasacutsnake]

I am here.

[trisherina]

I think there are plans somewhere for building an ultralight aircraft from a mini mag light.

[madasacutsnake]

It would be really cool to have no legs like Douglas Bader and crash it then scare the bejesus out of the germans when they pull us from the wreckage.

[zero]

Originally posted by madasacutsnake
I am here.

it's all yours - i'm solitarily unconfining myself for good behaviour

watch out for the big lady-warden and slob out four times a day.

bye!

[zero]

zero, can i be put in solitary self- confinement for my own self-protection?

[zero]

certainly son, on you go

[zero]

thanks!


silence and solitude

lovely

[rmr]

hi

[bealeblues]

*waking up from drunken stupor* how the fvck did i get here?

[zero]

hi - come in and make yourself at home

in case it's not obvious though, i should tell you that i'm actually completely unaware of your presence because i'm in a deep contemplative meditative trance type state at the moment

[rmr]

"a trance"

is that what you're calling it??

[bealeblues]

i'm not convinced you aren't some voice in my head because it looks like i'm all alone in here

[dinzdale]

He's trancing himself off by the looks of it.....

[zero]

Originally posted by rmr
"a trance"

is that what you're calling it??

yes - the fact that i'm rythmically shaking is neither here nor there


Originally posted by bealeblues
i'm not convinced you aren't some voice in my head because it looks like i'm all alone in here

when it comes right down to it, all of us are alone in the universe... and yet somehow together

[zero]

Originally posted by dinzdale
He's trancing himself off by the looks of it.....

such insight is a rare and beautiful thing

[zero]

fvck - i've knocked my chakras out of balance!

:mad:

[RuneT]

pointless picture:

http://www.tgfa.org/comics/promethea/images/Promethea_07_18.jpg

[zero]

at least his chakras are balanced

i wonder what's going on in the outside board - maybe someone will slide a few quick bullet-points under the door at slob-out time

[trisherina]

OTTAWA -- Federal prisoners are equipped with satellite cable TVs after they're tossed in segregation for bad behaviour, Sun Media has learned. According to a Correctional Service source, Ontario's Joyceville penitentiary provides inmates locked in the so-called "hole" with a TV - if they don't have their own to bring along. A loaner is supplied from a stock of contraband sets earmarked for disposal, the source said.

Inmates are usually placed in segregation as punishment for violent assaults and threats against guards or fellow inmates, or because they've been caught with drugs, booze or weapons.

Correctional Service of Canada spokesman Diane Russon confirmed all federal prisoners in segregation are permitted to have satellite cable TV.

Funded by the "inmate welfare fund," offenders can subscribe to all specialty channels except those which are "sexually explicit," she said.

"We have to be able to provide the same programming and the same rights to offenders in segregation as we do in open population," she said.

But Russon denied any TV sets in segregation are borrowed from the contraband stash, insisting CSC policy clearly states that contraband becomes Crown property for disposal.

The prison source said yesterday the "loaner" television sets were removed from the segregation unit at Joyceville yesterday, after Sun Media had made inquiries to CSC about the potential breach of rules.

Conservative MP Randy White, a long-time critic of Canada's prison system, said segregation should mean a more serious punishment than a change of institutional address.

"It appears that the concept of loss of privilege in segregation - or behind bars in general - is only that you can't move from point A to point B. All the privileges you have everywhere else are still available," he said.

"I don't subscribe to that concept of pacification."

Tony Cannavino, president of the Canadian Professional Police Association, was outraged at the pampering of offenders who misbehave on the inside. Privileges should be suspended to send a strong message that bad behaviour won't be tolerated, he said.

"This is nonsense. If you're in the hole, it's supposed to be punishment. If you're there and you have satellite cable TV and everything, what kind of lesson are you giving that person?"

[rmr]

Originally posted by RuneT
pointless picture:

http://www.tgfa.org/comics/promethea/images/Promethea_07_18.jpg

i don't like the looks of him

:mad:

[zero]

no way am i having a tv in here - can a guy not be left alone to trance himself off in peace, even in solitary self-confinement?

[rmr]

no

i want to trance out too

so do a few others.............so move over

[zero]

sure step right in, i'm away astral-travelling just now anyway.

[rmr]

i'm starting to like it in here - way more then the ban yourself thread........i was tired of getting SLOBBED OUT --

do you think that's a good thing or a bad thing?

[zero]

Originally posted by rmr
do you think that's a good thing or a bad thing?

in the deep tranceage of solitary self-confinement there are no answers. only questions.

[rmr]

i don't want to ask anymore questions.