I panicked one day when the police came knocking on my door. I pretended not to be home, but they knew that I was. I decided that this was it; my life was a mess and I couldn’t trust anyone. So, hoping to die, I turned on my stove, placed an unused aerosol can into the flames and waited for it to explode, thinking that I would explode along with it. It did explode, but instead of killing me, it ignited my cabinets. I ran out of the apartment unharmed, but the entire apartment burned down. I told God that I was sorry and that I would never try anything like that again. Soon the police carried me away by my arms and pushed me into an EMS vehicle. They asked me if I needed medical attention to which I shook my head, “no.” I did not trust these people and I did not want them to touch me in any way.
Former inmate Saher describes his experiences in the Bexar county jail during the year and eight months he was held there. His story highlights how inmates with mental illness are often abused or neglected, especially when they are members of a religious minority from another part of the world. I was arrested in February 2008 when
Linell describes the way the Denton County infirmary treated someone with a known heart condition and someone who repeatedly asked for help. “On his fifth visit to the infirmary, he had to be taken in a wheel chair as he was dizzy, arms tingling and was very weak. Diagnosed with a panic attack and given a Benadryl, but collapsed in front of the medic on duty. Revived in the jail and taken to Denton County Regional Medical Center where he was pronounced dead.” Nobody notified her are his parents for hours.
Despite the fact that I was non-racist, non-gang affiliated, non-violent and not suicidal, I was labeled a Medium Risk and housed with folks that were racist, gang affiliated and violent.
Captain Haney, I was in your facility for several weeks this year – 2010, not because I have a long history of crime but because I chose to serve my time and get it behind me. I am a college educated professional myself but even though I chose to take the shortest and more uncomfortable
In 2006, Law and Order Magazine recognized the Montgomery County Sheriff’s Office as the “best dressed” sheriff’s office in the nation. As Chief Deputy Randy McDaniel says, “We utilize a number of different uniforms here for a variety of duties, so it’s important to have a uniform that is comfortable and functional” (Law and Order,
Jail is not meant to be a holiday, but one might expect to at least be treated as a human being. What I witnessed, during my time in the suicide watch section and in general population, was a nightmare, not just in terms of myself, but more in how I saw others treated. My first
Day 1: 11/29/09 Today I turned myself into Dallas County for probation violation. Here’s my plan: To write to this journal every day if possible. And the scary part? To be truthfully honest with myself and with the journal. Even now my mind is backtracking on the honest part; the repercussion, the feelings it will
I was unfortunate enough to be held captive in the Comal County Jail (New Braunfels) for one year until August 2006 (Eleven months of that time served was an illegal detention). Their reckless disregard for human life and medical negligence caused the death of more than one inmate during my stay there, including a 68
Since Mr. Voorhees wrote this letter about the Abilene jail, several young inmates have died in custody in this same jail just hours after being arrested, and he suspects ill treatment in those cases as well. Here he carefully documents the reports of brutal physical attacks, pepper spray and other illegal actions against inmates in