12. Is Freedom a Step Down For Some?
I don't care what most people think, but jail's freaking awesome. Most of the guys are alright except for this one jerk Cyrus who thinks he's God's gift to the world even though he never even finished grade 10. But aside from that, I love jail. We get to play hockey all day and the dope's actually not that bad believe it or not.
So anyone who knocks on jail can just screw right off cause if it wasn't for jail I wouldn't have a place to spend the holidays.
13. This One Really Drives the Point Home
I remember reading a newspaper piece about someone who had been in prison in India for about 20 years and then came back to the UK. One difference he mentioned was "all the cars look the same now."
14. Turning Over a New Leaf
My husband did three years in prison for a petty drug offense, nothing violent, nothing sexual. I got pregnant five months before he started his sentence so it wasn't the best timing in the world, but we managed. I'd visit him three times a month, he'd call me daily, and we also wrote letters to each other daily. Even though three years is a pretty short amount of time, a LOT changed while he was gone.
All phones became tiny little touch screen computers in your pockets which is what he had the hardest time with. He also couldn't believe how expensive everything got while he was gone. Gas prices, grocery prices, etc. He's been out for four years now and you wouldn't even be able to tell he went to prison by looking at or speaking to him.
He's got a college degree and owns his own business and people cannot believe that he's a felon. Thanks, Ohio for your awesome drug laws!!!
15. The Information Revolution
My dad is currently 12 weeks away from finishing his sentence. He went in nine days before 9/11. Since then, he's been in maximum security but been moved to a satellite camp that allows him to work and actually get out (driving to pick up inmates, supervised). One day he had to sit in the park waiting on someone and he said he looked around and couldn't help but notice that no one talked to each other.
He saw three people walking in a line and all had their heads down typing away on their phones. He thought it was sad but mostly funny. Also, he said my mom told him I shared something on Facebook one day and he had literally no idea what she was talking about. My mom is almost 60, so I wish I could've heard what that conversation sounded like.
He has no idea what world awaits him. Last fact I swear: Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back was still in theaters when he went to prison.
16. Old Habits Die Hard
My brother was in and out of jail/prison for all of his adult life. The longest time he was in prison was five years for attempting to steal a truck. The person saw him trying to steal his truck, so it also became aggravated assault because he tried to jump into the truck and my brother dragged him a bit. My brother was on heroin, and yep, it wasn't good.
He got really depressed in prison, and he seemed out of touch each time he got out. I tried to get him to get his GED, and maybe not go back to our hometown where all his "friends" were. He would try to be good for a few months, but then he always went back to the same. He ended up being murdered a couple years ago. If he wasn't murdered, he was almost certainly going to get arrested again by the FBI as part of a RICO investigation, and probably would have been in prison for 20+ years.
17. At Least He Gained a Good Habit
My brother did six months last year, maybe not super long term, but it didn't change him much. His diet took a huge turn for the better, he can't eat junk food anymore without getting sick. That's a positive change, but the only one. He was in prison for multiple DUIs, possession of and dealing weed and a couple other things.
He lost his license obviously, and after getting out, he stole my dad's car while he was away on business. He could have gotten that car impounded or something. He still smokes weed and his stupid vaporizer, still drinks like a fish, barely holds any jobs he finds, and makes idiotic decisions every chance he gets. Still hangs out with the scumbags that got him into that lifestyle in the first place. He's 21.
18. Things Change So Rapidly
One time I was in detention for a solid hour and a half, when I came out my friends had invented a new game called Shin-Ball. Took some adjustment getting my head around it I can tell ya…
19. Quit Slacking Out There
I only have one question since getting out: How is Half-Life 3 not out yet??
20. Looking the Part
I used to catch the bus about a block from a halfway house. You could always spot the people who just got out, because they walked with their chests out and their arms up, like they had big imaginary muscles. They reminded me of mating birds, actually.
21. The Other Side of the Coin
Not everything is crazy sometimes, remember we have TVs, MP3s, CDs, magazines, etc on the inside. Heck, at HDSP (High Desert State Prison) during visits we could use our family members’ cell phones to take pics, surf the web, etc...
22. Makes Sense
What cell phones are capable of today…by far the biggest surprise.
23. Some Things Should Never Change
What happened to Legos? Legos used to be simple. Now they’re so complicated.
24. Is This Really a New Development?
That people suck even more than I once thought.
25. We’re All Wondering the Same Thing
What the heck is "the dab"??
26. Show Me the Money
My dad was a guard and he told me about a guy who went in in the 70s and got out in the early 90s and they had to show him what ATMs were and stuff.
27. Is This Really Your Number One Concern?
I still can't believe that people who got out haven't figured out why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch™ so much!
28. Things Are Seldom as They Seem
These self-driving cars I’ve been hearing so much about just keep swerving off to crash.
29. Back to a Different Set of Laws
Returning to society is the greatest feeling in the world! You can eat what you want and do whatever you feel like. There is a moment where you feel like "Damn, I can use the phone when I want, I can do what I want." The thing that changes is the fact that life moves on while you’re locked up and you hope to pick up where you left off but it's not like that.
You also come to see that big crowds suck, there are no "prison" rules on the outside.
30. They Grow Up So Fast
I know some guys who really struggled when they got out after 15, 18, or 20 years. A lot of these guys never lived as grown-ups. They moved from a home life (that was messed up) to a gang life (that was messed up), and in both they had their lives run for them, and then they got locked up. So now they're supposed to be released and make their own decisions, build up their own lives?
When you get out of prison in that kind of situation, it's like moving out of the house when you're 17. You've got no work history, no references, no bank account, no place to live, no credit, no skills. But you're not 17, you're 40. Or 50. And you don't want to have to tell your family you got lucky and got a job at Pizza Hut, and you're living in a rented room and riding the bus.
31. Some People Really Have it Rough
My dad just got out of prison after eight and a half years. He says the biggest adjustment is trying to learn technology such as phones and texting. He also has trouble remembering that no one is trying to kill him on a daily basis. He gets very fidgety in groups even if it's with people he knew before he was arrested. Also, he was just diagnosed with large gland leukemia so he was essentially given a death sentence right out of prison.
Overall, he seems to be doing ok. I just worry that he will go back to his old lifestyle since it's all he knows and with being ill it's hard for him to do manual labor which is his only other marketable skill.
32. Adjusting Back to the Real World
As soon as my dad got out, he had to battle depression and addiction. He did eight years. He seemed fine the first few years after release, with a few exceptions. He always had to sit back to a wall, with the entrance/exit in view. He was very wary of automatic urinals and sinks. Absolutely terrified of using a computer himself (he got over it and sent me his first email).
He almost had a heart attack when he saw gas prices. He also swore never to eat beans ever again. He still worked as a carpenter. Only profession he knew. People knew his work ethic and connections. Always had a good reputation (despite the convictions). He had a shattered shoulder and hip though, so he was a little restricted, but he still worked hard.
33. The Field Is Changing
ATMs, internet shopping, and credit/debit cards must have affected bank robbers big time. Some of them probably don’t know what to do with themselves. Welcome to the no-cash society.
34. This is Definitely a Pressing Concern For Everyone...
The change in pubic hair trends...This was about 10+ years ago when I heard this, but a coworker once mentioned that he went away for 15 years. When he got out, the first thing he noticed and freaked out about was the lack of pubic hair on women. He felt really uncomfortable having sex with them because he felt like he was having sex with prepubescent girls.
35. Three of a Kind
Three of my brother’s friends got arrested for theft and spent a little over two years in jail. When they got out every one of them puked on the way home. My brother says they eat really weird things and they mix it all together (because everything tastes amazing to them now). They also have major paranoia and can't be in crowds or they panic.
They deserved to be locked up but the punishment lasts much longer than the sentence.
36. The Grass is Greener
My stepfather said that standing on grass messed with him for a while so he avoided it. He spent 10 or so years in federal prison and didn't realize that he was walking on concrete or hard-packed gravel or asphalt the whole time. So afterward he tried to walk from one sidewalk to another by cutting through grass and he described it as feeling like quicksand.
37. Subscription World
When you buy a video game you have to buy it multiple times. And people are happy about this!
38. What Happened To Just a Burger and Fries?
Not me personally but I know a guy that said after he got out he just wanted McDonald's. When he got there he spent 20 minutes staring at the menu trying to decide what to order because he wasn't used to having choices.
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39. Where Did Everybody Go?
Got out last month, was in for 17 years. Drugs. Whenever I type a question about professional wrestling (trying to catch up) into Google I seem to be directed to this website and I saw this question. People had cellphones in prison so the technology isn't a huge change, but I think how accessible everything is because of tech is something I will never get used to.
Two nights ago I bought a prepaid debit card just to order a pizza online from a Dominos two blocks away. I thought that was pretty cool. I want to try Uber next, no reason why. I think I hate talking on the phone. Either I'm just really happy to be out, or everyone else seems some sort of shade of miserable now. Maybe because it's winter or something, I don't know, but everyone looks unhappier than they did when I went in.
I stopped by this basketball court/park I used to play at every single day almost from the time I could walk until I was 18 and it's just empty now. I don't live in a big town or anything, but there used to ALWAYS be people walking on our "main street" downtown with all of the stores and stuff...and now there are like no stores and nobody walking around. That was a bit sad.
40. A Tragic End
Friend of mine growing up did a long sentence. He was the same age as me, same birthday (just 12 hours apart). We were in school together, cub scouts, all that. But around middle school we drifted apart and I never saw him in high school (though he said he remembered me then). Anyways, I was working at the library when he came in. He was just out of a long prison term—a local one at that, so you'd think it wouldn't be that isolating.
Except apparently he'd burnt a lot of bridges by the time it got to that point so he didn't get a lot of visitors, the local prison doesn't exactly have current books and magazines, and apparently the TV choices are crap. What can I say, we live in the deep South. Anyway, he was amazed primarily by the changes in technology. He knew about computers and cell phones, but his practical experience with them was pretty much nil.
He had a seriously hard time adjusting and managing things. He'd been in an out of jail and prison since pretty much high school—so, for the past say 20 years he'd only had minimal contact and chances for acclimation. He couldn't really cope. He wound up taking an old pick-up truck, drinking himself "courageous," and slamming it into the courthouse in the middle of the night, killing himself and starting a small fire.
A year later, you can't even see a smudge on the courthouse wall, and he's nothing but a memory.
41. The Real Change is Within
Notice it's mostly all about technology on here. But that's just the stuff other people can easily relate to. The one that troubles me most is trust. In prison you DO NOT trust anyone easily. Not the support staff, not the guards, not the medical staff and sure as hell not the inmates. Those people you do trust must earn it and constantly show their trustworthiness from then on. I can no longer take trustworthiness on faith.
Within a month of each other I stopped talking to my dream woman and my best friend (those two were sisters). For separate reasons I found that I couldn't trust them implicitly. If I couldn't trust them, I couldn't risk having anything to do with them. My dream woman lied to me, to protect my ego, during a conversation about the importance of trust to me.
That she lied to me I could likely live with. That it was during that particular conversation, was just too much. My best friend drunkenly accused me of calling her husband’s parole officer. That the possibility of my being that shady even entered her mind was just too much. Alcohol is a disinhibitor. It doesn't put ideas into your head, it just lets you run with them. I still love them both, they are amazing people. But I can’t trust them.
So, what has changed on the outside? Mostly technology and social mores. But the real difference is within me. I am changed vastly for the worse, and I am one of the most socially adjusted parolees I know of.
42. Mapping Out the Future
I used to work with parolees in a halfway house. We only took guys who did BAD things (so no white-collar fraud or even bank robbers, think more murders, forcible confinement of women, etc.). I took a particular liking to one guy. I don't tell them anything about myself more than my first name, for safety reasons. But I do my best to help 'em out.
When this guy came out, he had an old cell phone that wouldn't accept a SIM or do anything. Just a very basic brick. He asked if he could still activate it somewhere. Mind you, 9/10 of these guys have never accessed the internet. I had to tell him phones changed quite a bit and they were all smartphones now, etc. In the time he was there, I helped him set up his new cell phone (I think it was a very basic Android but could access the internet).
Whenever he'd get temp labor, he'd come and ask me for directions so I'd print off the bus directions from Google Maps and he'd take the paper with him. When he got some more money he got a better Android, like a Galaxy or something similar. My last day, I didn't make a huge deal of saying goodbye to all the guys, but I talked to him and wished him luck with finding his daughter (many of these guys have kids they've never met, and since they're in their 50s they really want to find them).
I told him since I wouldn't be around to print any maps, I walked him through accessing Google Maps and how to enter an address and get walking directions or bus directions on his screen. He was blown away. I kind of miss those guys, as weird as it may sound.
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