Diddy & Fort Dix FCI - Sounds Like Nothing Changed In 5 years

 The media has discovered what prison life is like if you have money.

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When I was at Fort Dix, there were cell phones. When during the pandemic and staff did not come up to the floors with prisoners, the cell phones came out. We were never sure what they were doing down in their air-conditioned offices, but that suited us. People walking down the hallway talking on them. There were enough to stock an AT & T store.

People were watching the latest movies. They did FaceTime. Reports that came out after I left, a call was made to a contract killer. Much money was made in renting out phones. If I recall correctly, a regular cell phone cost $1200. That was when they were fewer. But if anyone was brining them, a single propbably meant better Christmas gifts.

Drugs? It was as easy to get high in prison as it was on the street.

How did the drugs and phones get in? There are grounds for suspicion, but I can avoid all that by mentioning there are reported drone flights into the prison. 

Alcohol? When the decision was made to close one stairwell in each building so that the unit guards would not have to be running from floor to floor after someone with a cell phone, the booze trade boomed. The restroom on the far side of the close stairwell became a brewery, a distillery. We had to patted down leaving the mess hall so that fruit did not get back to them. The commissary went to sugarless hard candy for the same reason. Cocoa was used because that still had sugar. Hundreds of gallons were found; how much got sold is up in the air. I was told the main booze guy in my building was making $10,000 a year.

 Food was stolen by the pound from the mess hall while the guards on the meal line made sure not an extra ounce landed on a prisoner's tray. Then it was cooked back at the different unit building. The microwaves were being used from opening bell to lights off making cakes, pizzas, and mufungo. When I left, the world going around was that the BOP would not be replacing the microwaves.

Before that, when cooking oil could still be removed from the mess hall, there was cooking in the plastic waste cans provided to each room. I remember coming back to building 51, and there was such a smell of fried foods blowing over from 52 that I thought I was at a county fair. The guys in 52 were serving guys in their building and mine. A serious business came to an end when management started drilling holes in the waste baskets.

If you had enough money, you never went to the mess hall. Besides the cooking in the unit buildings, they bought copious amounts of supplies from the commissary. People made money for themselves by letting the guys with money use them to buy even more supplies. They would also pay for people to bring their commissary to them. We called them sherpas. Not that anyone wearing BOP colors objected to this. First, the money coming into the commissary paid BOP salaries. Second, the mess hall could not feed everyone, so people eating in the unit buildings kept them within budget.

 The only thing the P. Diddy stories show is that the media pays absolutely no attention to federal prison conditions because they, like the American public, do not care how our prisoners are treated.

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