Why I'm blogging

     I've been asked a number of times why I've chosen to Tweet or blog about what's going on in CDCR. All in all, it's a fair question. After all, if my profile is to be believed, I've got less than 6 months left after serving almost 20 years. The short answer is that what's going on in here is so egregious that I can no longer keep silent, but then, there's no such thing as a "short answer," now is there? The full answer is so much more complicated...

     Did you know that Greta Thunberg was only 16 when she sailed off to address the United Nations? A child, and there's no denying that she's changing the world. When I look back at my life, I have no such achievements. My closest accomplishment is stopping the prison Warden on the yard to give them a piece of my mind, and now I risk dying of COVID 19. I can't bear the thought of leaving this world without having done my part to make things better, so I've decided to do just that. I've decided to use my skills, such as they are, to tell the story of what's happening in here. I do so, fully believing there's a very real chance I won't make it out alive, praying that, if this is indeed the case, I'll leave a legacy my loved ones can be proud of, even if what I'm doing so is so dangerous, I can't even tell them about it right now. And with a little luck, maybe I can actually make a difference. If not, I'll leave this world knowing I at least made people sit up and take notice.

     As you read through my blog (and this pertains especially to you, CDCR), don't misinterpret my comments to mean that I'm currently in, or have been, to a particular prison. I'm merely telling the stories of those here with me.