The razor ribbon retribution

The Razor Ribbon Retribution An Essay The sun is still hiding behind the curtain of darkness called night, but you can hear it outside the window. The darkness is still alive and well, but there is always light; the light glints off of the points of the razor ribbon that adorns the fences that surrounds the prison I am in- They all have them, society in Texas is proud of them, for they are always building new prisons, with new fences, and yes new razor ribbon, shiny, new, sharp razor ribbon. Even though the perimeter lights glaringly reflect light off the points of the razor ribbon, it is nothing compared to the sunlight slowly brightening as the sun climbs over the treeline of the horizon.‘ The tinkling of the ribbon is heard as the wind gently moves the ribbon to, and fro. There's strand after strand tied, or wired to the fences- The sun shines, the razor ribbon will glint like it is made of diamonds; they sparkle, and glint, they lay dorment, but they are always there. They are silently doing their job. Their job is to not be there to rip a body to shreds in case a person wishes to try their luck climbing thru them, or over them. Sure that too is their job, but their real job is to be there, and be seen. Their ominous look is not an illusion. It is real, but the illusion they have is the misconception that they are tied to the fences to cause a deterrant from climbing over the fences. Razor ribbon, is there for that too, but it's real job is to remind us about the fact that we are in prison. We are on one side of the fence, and society is on the other. The question is though is, does this system of fences keep us from society, or does it keep society away from us? Let me restate a fact I made a little eariler. "Texas loves its fences." These new fences repair the oldgones, but more import- antly they are placed waround the new prisons this state so loves to build. The Razor Ribbon Retribution That is a fact that can't be denied. In a day and age when states, and the people thereof are looking for alternative ways of dealing with societies misfits, Texas has decided in most cases to throw people under the bus, or in this case throw them~on the,"Blue—Bird Express," (Prison buses), and send them on down to help fuel the pain that already exsits so thick in a person's, or families life, it could be cut with a knife. You might wonder why Texas has such a large prison system, ‘where 1 in 2% folks living in Texas is tied up either inside the penalogical confines of its criminal justice system, or on parole, probation, or another court sanctioned type of servitude that will lead to a stint behind the razor ribbon. Actually though this stuff is on just about everything that belongs to Texas to serve as a reminder to its own people as well as visitors that it's,"Don't Mess With Texas," motto is alive and well here. Texas, and those that benefit from the money that the tax payers shell out constantly have decided that they like this easy money. They have made the penal system into what "They Think," is a big buisness. They decided the people of this state are cannon fodder to supply the labor needed to keep these places operating, and thus making money that they throw in their deep... well lined pockets. Forget placing yourself at the mercy of the courts, hoping that there will be justice, for there are so many good ole boys lining their pockets with the taxpayers hard earned cash, that there rarely is,”A chance," given that doesn't involve razor ribbon seperating your loved ones from you, and in turn you them. Thexmzor ribboned fences are the boarder of the land "Oblivion," you are on the verge of being forgotten, society in some cases says good riddence to most of us. Our loved ones watch those‘ heading behind the razor ribbon with a tear in their eye's. The childern watch Dad's, and Mom's disappear along with brothers, and sisters too. In some cases never to be seen again. Is this the viable solution that our system has came up with? Does this deter crime? Is the razor ribbon boarder just a way \ The Razor Ribbon Retribution to legally rip people away from life, and their loved ones. Don't get me wrong, the penal system does need to be here, for I have watched it from the inside, or have been involved with this system for over thirty—five years. In most cases a man, or woman didn't wake up this morning with Qmmmiufing crime on their mind's. They may have needed to feed themselves, or their childern; they have had an addiction that rules their live's; maybe they just got caught up in a bad situation that they couldn't get out of. Most of us have been there, and done that. The messed up thing is this happening in Texas. If Texas gets it's proverbial hands on you the retribution metted out to you will mean that you too will be looking out at the razor ribboned fences, glinting in the sunshine, while watching life leave you in the dust. Ilm not making excuses for bad behavior, broken homes, divorce, addiction, depression, peer—pressure, whatever it was that put you in the gun—sights of the judical system makes no difference for Texas, and the good ole boys, and gals that hide behind the political wranglings that designed this system for one thing... retribution. The voice of the victim,"They Say," is what they pass these laws for, but in reality they created a monster that may have at one time been a great campaign slogan like,"Get tough on crime,” "Vote for me!" etc... but now the monster demands to be fed. It demands any, and all it can devour, for this system devours the very society that created it. Wake up one day, and your husband is gone...wake up another day and Dad's gone, feel the hunger in your belly, and know Mom's gone. See your child born behind the razor ribbon; see your child then leave, never to be seen again. Come behind the razor ribbon, and never see your wife again, never see your family again, your friends, your life as a free man, or woman will never be had again. This is Texas‘ answer to mental illness; this is it's answer The Razor Ribbon Retribution to crime of any kind, to folks going thru a divorce, or if you have an addiction. If you smoke cigs, Texas will see to it you quit, if you need medical attention forget it...don't get sick. Retribution, is the name of the game here. The razor ribbon is changed if it rusts, because Texas is proud of its razor ribbon. It reminds everybody in this state that it is feeding the monster with slave labor. It reminds those that try to have a life in this state, that retribution is first, and foremost considered before anything else close to help can be recieved from the political system that is Texas. It's not about the people in this state...it's about feeding the se1f—created monster politicians designed that would ensure those that couldn't afford the legal expertise to overcome the made up evidence, or what the politicians came up with will ensure that you become another victim to the razor ribbon retribution also. The razor ribbon is still in place. It sparkles; and moves in a hypnotic sensual dance atop the cyclone fences. It reminds you that you're part of the retribution. It reminds you that the world you live in is not the world that society sees, then again to society the razor ribbon is the boarder of a world they do not see either. We are seperate, yet together. The question is,"If a person screams from the grave, does anybody hear them?" Therein is also the problem,”Does anybody hear the voices of those caught up in the retribution of the razor ribbon playgrounds of this state?" Or, are they lost into the system...nobody will hear them either way. Did I deserve to come here? Maybe, but not everybody does, for I can assure you they too fell victim to the razor ribbon retribution. ...The sun. continues to sparkle, and glint outside my window... like so many diamonds....