Americans are prime targets of scammers but no one is safe from attack.
Informed Discourse Absent in Prisons by Michael Newman
If the system’s purpose is to administer “justice” on the behalf of the public, then they are doing a great disservice to the public by sheltering prisoners from intellectual growth with increasingly prohibitive measures.
Afraid of Hell by Wayne T. Dowdy
All I remember after she called for him and he came to the door, was repeating what I had told her, and then him opening the door to invite me into his home. I lost consciousness when I walked across the threshold.
UNDER PRESSURE–MOTIVATIONAL VERSION by MR. D.
This novel was published while I was in prison and most content remains the same; however, on May 8, 2019, I was released from the custody and control of the United States Federal Bureau of Prisons. I removed some of the original content from “The Story Behind the Novel” because it became outdated.]
A.F.I.R.E. by Jason Glascock
Please help to spread this idea like a fire to generate support and encourage positive change for fixing the broken criminal justice system. Help Change Lives and Build a Healthier Society. Wayne T. Dowdy COPYRIGHT © 2019 JASON R. GLASCOCK, All rights reserved. This work is protected under the spirit of the General Public License…
The Epstein Angle by Clifford Senter
A few short weeks after AG bar visited the Edgefield prison it had to be placed on a month-long lock-down (an unprecedented duration for that facility and exceptional for any similarly situated facility).
Labor Day and A Personal Memorial Day
My personal Memorial Day began on August 17, 2019, when a loved one took that flight to a special place in the sky, high above the clouds.
ONE MORE FROM THE ROAD
I knelt down on one knee but did not turn to face the wall. An injured Hispanic participant had came from the Battle Zone with blood running down his head from different angles and dripped blood on the floor in front of me. The violence was still in progress twenty-five feet away: I knew not to expose myself to flying trays by turning around when the two dummies did not even notice that those of us standing against the wall were docile.