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When I was arrested I was dressed in black
by anna at 07:45 PM on March 28, 2005
There's few more enduring sources of knowing snickering than behind bars lovin'. Folks overlook the brutality involved in it. It's kind of like being someone's bitch is part and parcel of your sentence. Each year in the US, 240,000 men hide the salami against their will in prisons.
I caught a guy on one of those newsmagazines, bitching and moaning about his prison experience. Seems that on his first night in jail, inmates passed him around like a joint. They boo-fooed him until his asshole grew tattered and bloody. Hardly an appetizing sight. So some hoosegow dentist took a hammer and knocked his teeth out so they could enjoy some zesty gum action. And he had the audacity to go on TV and complain about his evening.
But seriously, people just love to joke about these atrocities. Don't drop the soap in the shower. How do you separate the men from the boys in prison? With a crowbar. Even on Friends, Phoebe jests about guys becoming someone's bitches.
You get this Caligula-like orgy picture in your mind. Everywhere you look men are plunging their tools into various orifi. I'm sure the reality of the situation is far different though. Surely the guards step in when they are aware of what's going on. Don't they?
In my opinion the best strategy would be to go on the offensive. If you jump right into the fray and start taking bitches for yourself, it's far less likely you'll be subjugated that way---at least in theory. But unless you are already a gay man, I wonder about the mechanics of raping other inmates. How do you, ya know, get it up? And once you start relishing man-on-man action on the inside, does it mean you're gay when you get out?
Oh, stop already. Yes, I am well aware that rape isn't sex, it is a form of violence and domination. And yet, someone is ultimately getting off on it, as evidenced by the high level of STDs contracted in our prison systems. Bodily fluids are being exchanged by the gallon---often---gasp!---without protection. That guy on TV wasn't fitted with a dental dam.
Not everyone is so amused by these shenanigans. Congress has passed a law that commissioned a panel to study the prison rape phenomena (not to actually take steps to stop or curtail the practice.)
But there is a group that is championing the cause of behind bars rape victims. You talk about a thankless task. This must take the cake. You'd sooner take up the cause of pedophiles' right to disseminate kiddie porn and propaganda via NAMBLA websites, as your pals at the ACLU have done.
comments (7)
*shivers* What a horrible post!
I know for a fact that I would have to be beat unconscious before I'd take up it the arse, even if it was a hot chick with a strap on, she'd have to fight me to get there. God, I'm gonna bed in a minute, I hope I don't have nightmares. The thought of not being beaten unconscious, but just being restrained by dudes strong enough, and not being able to do a thing about it, I do believe that is the only picture of hell you could paint which would really scare me.
The thought of not being strong enough to lamp all of these imaginary rapists makes me wanna do some uber weights, lifting more than I do just to keep my body the size and shape I want it. Instead obsessively pushing to a point where I can’t even walk properly because my thighs are like tree trunks, and can’t buy a decent shirt because my deltoids are like footballs. Perish the thought, but the rape thing is scary enough to drive me to it. *shivers* I suppose if you did get that big though, you could just tense up your rock hard butt cheeks and there’d be no way in for em. Maybe you could even get your colon trained to crush stuff. Practice on boiled conkers maybe? Heh heh.
Have you seen American History X? I couldn't watch the rape scene, I don't know if it's graphic or what, I just couldn't look at the screen. If I was a guard though, I would only step in and break it up if I had ample info:
"So, what's that guy being rogered by the dirty dozen in for?"
"He killed two children while they slept, and raped their mother before their bodies were cold."
"Ah, right, I'm gonna take a nap, giz a nudge when they’re done with him, I’ll get the mops out for the rapists to clean up the blood and shit. Cos I sure as fuck ain’t doing it.”
If he was just some guy who’d dodged too many parking tickets though, you’d have to help him out and keep em off him.
by Ex Crimson Guard NCO at March 29, 2005 12:57 AM
Well, that might have been the point of knocking his teeth out. You don't want any unexpected surprises like the one a Chicago rapist got. She gnawed it off. They both turned up at the ER at the same time, she with his member in hand and he in understandable distress. Serves him right.
by anna at March 29, 2005 8:40 AM
"I suppose if you did get that big though, you could just tense up your rock hard butt cheeks and there’d be no way in for em. Maybe you could even get your colon trained to crush stuff."
OhmyGodyoukillme!
Do you ever watch 'The Venture Brothers' on Cartoon Network? Brock Samson does something similar.
by MrBlank at March 29, 2005 5:28 PM
Then there's the scourge of post-portem lovin' (credit Mr. Blank for term.) Don't think for a second that medical examiners don't avail themselves of some comely dead tail when it comes through the morgue door. Just as that Crossing Jordan chick straddles dead studs to avail herself of the staying power that rigor mortis brings.
by anna at March 29, 2005 7:24 PM
'....tattered and bloody'...
that's fantastically frightening.
by Lockheed at March 29, 2005 11:44 PM
I agonized over "bloody" vs. "bloodied," which would be the proper term, lingusitics-wise. Right, E Tom?
by anna at March 30, 2005 8:47 AM
post-portem lovin' ...
When did I say that?? I don't know if I want credit for that.
by MrBlank at March 30, 2005 5:14 PM