Angry, and alone.

Former Minneapolis police officer Derek Chauvin is angry. His recently released police mug shot reveals as much.

Chauvin is angry that he went from a police uniform to a jail jumpsuit.

He is angry that his former fellow police officers are angry at him because he killed George Floyd with a knee on the slain man’s neck. Chauvin knows his fellow officers are not angry because he killed Floyd but that he did it with the whole world watching as Floyd begged for his life. He knows that many of his fellow officers have done the same thing but “were not caught.”

Chauvin is angry that family and friends have turned against him. His wife told him that she is divorcing him. There is no rational way to explain his actions. You either accept those actions or you reject them. Most of the former officer’s family and friends rejected the actions. It has brought them untold shame and grief.

Chauvin is angry that fellow officers placed him in handcuffs, escorted him through the jail booking process, and placed him in a jail cell.

Derek Chauvin is alone now in a cell with only dark thoughts, and the crippling fear they produce, as companions through a mind-altering sense of powerlessness. The fall from privileged grace into what Jack Abbott once called “the belly of the beast” is a journey of nightmares.

And, indeed, jail and the prison cell that will most likely follow is a beast, especially for a white cop convicted of killing a black man pleading for his life. The “white boys”—not even the Aryan Brotherhood—will touch him and the “brothers” will do everything they can to get their hands on him. Even a deep protection lockdown cell will pose risks and dangers for him. A rogue prison guard could always leave his cell unlocked (as was probably the case with Jeffery Epstein) where he would later be found hung by his own jumpsuit.

Bad things happen in prison.

If Chauvin is placed in a barred cell rather than a solid door cell, he will constantly have feces and urine thrown on him by inmates out on the tier during shower time.

Chauvin will be alone, every minute of every day. Perpetual fear will overwhelm the anger. No one will help him. No one will hear his pleas, “I can’t breathe” as the knee of prison applies its pressure.

It was once reported—and I do not remember where—that Jack Ruby’s screams of “they’re killing me in here” could be heard at night by passersby on street below the Dallas County Jail.

No one will hear Derek Chauvin’s screams of “I can’t breathe” in here.

Some former cops can make it in prison, but not one as infamous as Derek Chauvin. He is on his own, and dark times await him in a world where his knees will only tremble.

And whatever bad things that may be visited upon this former cop, no one will really care—and if he should somehow manage to survive prison, the only life for him in the “free world” will be with some lunatic Nazi-saluting right wing militia group in the mountains of Utah.


Three hots and a cot.

Some people check into jail on purpose. Take for example, 86-year-old Gilbert Paul Ware who was recently arrested for robbing a bank in Greenville, South Carolina. Odds are old Gilbert was not “in it to win it.” Rather than bank money, Gilbert wanted the “three hots and a cot” offered in a federal jail/prison facility. An old man retiring in a geriatric federal penal facility is not a bad retirement plan.

Individuals across the country are increasingly committing “high crimes and misdemeanors” to get a “go to jail” free card. They come from the ranks of the aged, homeless and the opioid addicted classes in need of food, shelter, and medical (mental and physical) treatment not available to them in the free world.  

Shuttered jails across the country are now being regularly used by city officials to provide shelter to the homeless in winter months when temperatures fall below freezing. These facilities have commercial kitchens, showers, bathrooms, laundry facilities, beds, and, more often than not, are “pet friendly.” They are perfect stay warm, hands-on care facilities.

Americans are continuously fed the real “fake news” that the “economy is great,” that workers are doing “great,” and that history will record this as the “greatest” economic period, ever and ever.

Horse puckey!

The Brookings Institution found that almost half of American workers aged 16 to 64 (roughly 53 million people) are employed in “low wage” jobs, making an average of $10.22, or $17,950 annually. What this amounts to is that low wage workers make less than two-thirds of the median wage for full time workers.

The “two car garage” people say, “well, get a different job” to these 53 million people.

Again, the “real” news—information based on facts, not information driven by cultural and racial preferences—informs us that 52 percent of the people making between $10 to $15 an hour would not transition into a new job paying more money while 46 percent of those people making between $19 to $24 an hour would actually transition into a lower paying job, if they sought a different job.

This is precisely why 80 percent of American workers feel stress on the job—primarily because they are paid less while being required to perform more.

The average American has less than $4,000 in savings while 57 percent of them do not have a $1,000 to their name. Nearly 10 percent of Americans have absolutely no health insurance while roughly 13 percent are driving vehicles without insurance.

In the middle of all this “great economy,” half a million Americans are homeless and two million are opioid addicts with 90 of them dying each day from an overdose. Another 50 million are living with some form of mental illness.

Little wonder that some 2.3 million Americans are housed in the nation’s roughly 6,000 jails and prisons. The Prison Policy Initiative reports that 600,000 people enter prison every year and another 10 million are processed through jails. More than a half million people who have not been convicted of a crime are locked up.

Back to old Gilbert, he will go to bed warm and well-fed tonight as the temperature in Greenville dips into the 20s and 30s over the next ten days. And if his blood pressure ticks up, the jail’s medical staff will give him proper medication; and if he feels depressed a bit, he can always go to the T.V. room and watch Ray Donovan to see what “normal” life is like in the free world. All this senior citizen has to do is steer clear of those people whose cases would make fodder on the 24-hour cycle of the Investigation Discovery channel.

Not bad for an 86-year-old bank robber.