Originally posted by: Summit
Life in prison. It's like free retirement. I'd give it up to Bubba three times a week for free meals, TV, and a nice cell.
Originally posted by: Josh
Run. I vowed if I ever had to serve more than a 4 year prison term I'd flee the country ...not that I plan on it but I just always had this discussion with my friends.
Originally posted by: RESmonkey
Originally posted by: Josh
Run. I vowed if I ever had to serve more than a 4 year prison term I'd flee the country ...not that I plan on it but I just always had this discussion with my friends.
Assuming they already have you in custody, and you can't flee. Of course, if there was a chance, I'd flee too.![]()
Originally posted by: Farang
Originally posted by: Modelworks
Originally posted by: bignateyk
Originally posted by: Farang
Prison. I could write, lift weights, maybe they have educational programs too.
unless you are in solitary confinement or on death row. I don't think you get much time out of your cell on death row.
From what I have seen on lockup on msnbc, they get 1 hour per day outside, thats it .
Better than 24 hours in a coffin every day
Originally posted by: Josh
It came to me as kind of a revelation...
that my own freedom lay in not wanting...
or needing anything of which they could deprive me.
If punishment consisted of being locked in your cell,
then by simply choosing to never leave my cell,
I deprived them of that weapon.
I would not work in their shops. I would not eat their food.
From that moment on,
I decided to take control of my life.
I made up my mind to turn my body...
into a weapon.
I would be a warrior-scholar.
I boxed. I went to school.
I began reading- W.E.B. Du Bois, Richard Wright.
So I gave up all the worthless luxury...
that most inmates crave.
The girlie books, fags,
cigarettes, the movies- I hated them.
In fact, I hated everyone.
I didn't even speak English. I spoke hate.
And its verbs were fists.
I made up my mind...
to turn my body into a weapon...
that would eventually set me free...
or kill anyone who sought to keep me in prison.
Originally posted by: Imp
I'd rather not have to countdown to death day, so life in prison. Or maybe I do want to be able to countdown to when the sucking ends...
Originally posted by: RESmonkey
Originally posted by: Josh
It came to me as kind of a revelation...
that my own freedom lay in not wanting...
or needing anything of which they could deprive me.
If punishment consisted of being locked in your cell,
then by simply choosing to never leave my cell,
I deprived them of that weapon.
I would not work in their shops. I would not eat their food.
From that moment on,
I decided to take control of my life.
I made up my mind to turn my body...
into a weapon.
I would be a warrior-scholar.
I boxed. I went to school.
I began reading- W.E.B. Du Bois, Richard Wright.
So I gave up all the worthless luxury...
that most inmates crave.
The girlie books, fags,
cigarettes, the movies- I hated them.
In fact, I hated everyone.
I didn't even speak English. I spoke hate.
And its verbs were fists.
I made up my mind...
to turn my body into a weapon...
that would eventually set me free...
or kill anyone who sought to keep me in prison.
Who wrote this? That's very good.