#alcohol in prison

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"All is Now Quiet In Penitentiary," Ottawa Journal. July 31, 1933. Page 2. ---- Guards Find Convicts Trying to Make Home Brew From Prunes. ---- Canadian Press by Direct Wire. KINGSTON, Ont., July 30 - Sullen silence enveloped Portsmouth penitentiary tonight, as prisoners sweltered in the terrific heat wave which has made even the iron bars warm. Tomorrow the trial of Convict Michael McDonald, charged with rioting last October, will continue.

There was no disturbance in the penitentiary after guards had found several convicts attempting to make home-brew from prunes and sugar they had filched from the dining rooms, Warden W. B. Megloughlin said, and generally, all was quiet in the big institution.

Saturday, Convict Tony Baker, testifying at McDonald's trial, declared he had armed himself with a sledge hammer on the day of the riot, smashed the lock on the mailbag department door and ordered the convicts to "get out or I'll brain you."

McDonald, he said, was among those ordered out of the room "because I wanted him to go to the dome with the others and lodge a complaint." He said McDonald did not break any machines in the mailbag room.

[charlie-shoeshine]

A very lazily colored doodle of the critter

[kibutsulove]

prisoner ozai art

What the energybending + divorce combo does to a man

[befuddled-calico-whump]

there were always other paths...

Vic got where he is today thanks to a series of choices. At any point, his life could've spun a different direction.

(description of each under the cut)

CIA (top left):

Despite being scouted for Black Kite as a teenager, this Vic never accepted his would-be mentor's offer, instead sticking with the CIA's recruiting program. Vic grew to be a top agent, and despite remaining a bit of a loner, he's kept satisfied by his accomplishments on the job. He's never been completely stripped of control in this timeline, and as a result has never seen a need to do the same to others, though he still enjoys power plays and getting the upper hand.

Hermit (top middle):

After the death of his mentor, this Vic chose to isolate himself instead of struggling to continue black ops work on his own. He took up residence in a remote cabin, and dedicated all his time to learning the land and building a home for himself from the ground up. He rarely has any interaction with other people, save for the handful of trips he makes to town every year for supplies. Vic prefers to bury painful memories in work and bushcraft studies over confronting them, and never plans on returning to society.

Rock Bottom (top right):

This Vic never met Tom Beck. After his mentor's death, he took any sketchy mercenary job he could get his hands on, and never stopped. The work he's been doing has taken a significant physical and mental toll on him, but he can't stop, and refuses to acknowledge he's punishing himself. He'll go days without eating or sleeping, and weeks without leaving his apartment if he's between jobs. Eventually it'll kill him. He just hopes it hurries up and gets it over with.

Prison (neg) (bottom left):

The wrong split second decision led to the arrest of both Vic and Sahota. It was almost immediately apparent who the more dangerous of the two was, with Vic attempting an escape as often as he could, leading to him being kept in solitary and heavily restrained the majority of the time. He's incredibly bitter and bloodthirsty here, feared by most of the other prisoners and despised by the guards (he's killed a few of them). He has nothing left to lose, and isn't out of fight yet, but it's only a matter of time.

Prison (pos) (bottom middle):

After leaving behind his seedy mercenary work for a job at Rotorworx, Vic struggled to settle into a "normal" job and routine. In this timeline, his cry for help wasn't ignored, and Tom Beck encouraged him to go to therapy. This helped Vic cope with his past, and also led to his voluntary confession and arrest. He's looking at a life sentence, but he doesn't mind as much as he thought he would.

Dead (bottom right):

Let's be real, Vic could've easily died a thousand different ways if things played out slightly different.

[emberunderscore]

see. now. i write about prison duo. wonderful great time. problem: they are in tavern. this is fine but. issue arises. i know. jack shit about alcohol. like. do i give them a mug of whisky??? wine?? beer?? what the fuck do i do. google says whisky is shots. and wine is in a glass (not mug sized glass). i can give them beer i guess. but beer sounds really gross and i need icarus to like the taste and my blorbo will NOT be a beer drinker if its the last thing i do.

this is me asking for help. please adults of drinking age. or really anyone who knows something. how alcohol?

[flowerakatsuka]

i love looking through mercari jp purely bc i end up stumbling upon a bunch of wild merch i didn't know existed. like the " jyushimatsu about to murder karamatsu with a wine bottle " keychain.

someone at the osmt marketing team is doing something right bc i would actually buy this.

[balis77]

Ekko when he comes back from the arcane dimension and finds out Jinx somehow became the most responsible member of the main cast in the meantime:

[rhinocio]

*is hold*

[mysteriouslotuscasebookreference]

[hauntingblue]

Rewatching act 2.... yeah ISHA WATCH OUT FOR THE CYCLE ISHA!!!!! NOOOOO

[fullscoreshenanigans]

TPN S2 Drinking Game WIP (English Dub)

Sip:

The kids mention missing Norman

Someone says "shipment/shipped"

They reuse bgm unaltered from S1

Chug:

There's awkward 3D

There's a timeskip montage

Finish:

Someone swears

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Liquor Made In 'Pen' Starts Race Riot," Toronto Star. July 29, 1933. Page 1 & 2. ---- INMATES GET DRUNK ON HOME-MADE WINE BREWED FROM PRUNES --- "Binge" Causes Flare-up in Last Few Days At Portsmouth --- START RACE RIOTS --- IIl-Feeling Between White and Negro Prisoners Bringson Clash ---- Special to The Star Kingston July 29. - Home brew manufactured by the inmates, unknown to the prison officials, it is disclosed to-day, was the finishing touch that caused the "plenty of trouble at the penitentiary these last few days," described by Judge E. Madden when Frank Regan, counsel for Convict Michael McDonald, complained about his defence witness, Convict Phillip Roberts, having been flogged "like a dog" by prison officials. Prunes and yeast were the ingredients of the fiery liquid that set the men confined in the new female prison seething once again into minor revolt. Over a long period, prisoners Is the kitchen filched prunes and yeast. Where they hid the mixture while it fermented is yet a secret to the penitentiary authorities. For weeks it fizzed and grew powerful.

Lawyers in court, it is now re-ealed, sniffed when they caught at whiff, now and then, of a convict with breath. They couldn't understand it. They wondered and remained puzzled. Whatever luxuries might be at the female prison for the October ringleaders who have been isolated since the big mutinies, counsel felt certain there was not a government liquor store.

Tuesday night it was decided by the men with the home brew stocks to use it all themselves. As it was described by somebody close to them to-day, they determined to go on "thorough binge." According to a accounts, they succeeded.

In excuse for the lack of knowledge of the prison authorities, one prominent figure in the trials to-day said: "Many of the prisoners are allowed to have yeast cakes for medical treatment and it is one of the hardest things in the world to prevent prisoners from hiding prunes and raisins from their food."

Fight Started According to the warden's official statement, a fight developed Tuesday night when five or al convicts at the end of the supper Iine at the female prison jumped on a fellow-convict and severely man handled him.

The facts behind the meagre official story again, it develops to day, are that for some time feeling has been brewing between white and negro prisoners amongst the inmates of the female prison. This ill feeling apparently increased in strength like the prune wine.

The prune juice had its effect. The whites made for the negroes. While some held back the guards, one of the white prisoners slashed a negro across the back with a knife. The wound is alleged to be almost half an inch in depth. For almost two hours the prisoners, described "as lit up and in a murderous mood," had complete possession of the female prison yard. Many of the negro prisoners were severely beaten up and injured before guards, now reinforced, managed to regain some control. Protesting his innocence, Convict Phillip Roberts was hastily sentenced by the warden's court to five Iashes, although he was threatened at first with 20. "There is no doubt that Roberts' jaws are fractured," protested Frank Regan to-day. "His teeth were, knocked loose and he was still spitting blood when he appeared in the witness box on Friday afternoon.

"One hears it repeated by prison officials that prisoners are never strapped on the back above the waist. I personally saw Roberts when he was stripped before Judge Madden and Col. Keiller MacKay in a room behind the courtroom, and there was one welt from the strap three inches wide over the kidneys.

Flesh Lashed Away "There was also a piece of flesh almost as big as the end of a finger taken right out of the left hip, apparently where the end of the strap had hit from a heavy cut," declared Mr. Regan.

"Roberts claims that he is not the man that should have been punished at all," Mr. Regan added.

The reason he called Roberts as a witness, stated Mr. Regan, was because he himself had noticed the striking resemblance between Convicts McDonald and Roberts, and he wished to have the judge see the likeness. His argument, which he wished to make clear to the court, was that McDonald could easily have been mistaken in last October's mutiny in the penitentiary for Roberts.

In every way possible Mr. Regan contended, prison authorities had thwarted his intention. First of all, he discovered that Roberts had a heavy beard. From Judge Madden. MeDonald's counsel secured an order to have the beard shaved off.

"Now, when Roberts is at Iast produced." Mr. Regan complained, his face is so badly battered and swollen that the original likeness is thwarted. There is no reason why Roberts should have been flagged the night before he was to appear as a witness."

Absolute dental that the convicts at the female prison are "out of hand" was made by Warden Megloughlin to-day, although only recently a petition was circulated among the residents in the immediate neighborhood of the now prison against the howling and noise of the inmates at night, which kept the householders awake, and is said to have caused one case of break- down and nervous strain on this account.

Fear Prison Trial Part of this chronic state of mutiny among the prisoners is claimed to be their continued fear that they are to be tried by the warden's court, for the last October mutinies after the present court trials are over. Asked by Mr. Regan yesterday whether any of the men now being tried in the courts for their part in the disturbances in October would be tried again in the warden's court, Warden Mogloughlin answered that none would. Mr. Regan: "I take it from that answer that the others not tried in these courts will be tried in the warden's court?" The warden: "I don't know. The minister has it under consideration." Mr. Regan: "Has he indicated to you what his decision will be?" The warden: "No."

Mr. Regan: "Well, I can under- stand that. For while the affair took place last October, this is only the end of July and it is, perhaps. a little early to expect action the part of the department in that time." Laughter broke out in the court room, and had to be silenced.

[euthymiya]

I change my vision depending on the selfship tbh

[staticevent]

down time

[compassionatereminders]

also, the US govt didn’t restrict drugs over safety concerns, it’s even in the original law name! the harrison narcotics tax act. largely users of these substances were wealthy, even had personal doctors supplying them. they wanted to tax the drugs but the rich people didn’t like the tax, so they came up with the brilliant plan of convincing them the poor black people and immigrants (mexican and chinese) were violent, raped women under the influence, etc. and now these laws are upheld mostly as a means of control, not safety, because one look at the scheduling system even says medically, it does not make much sense. but either way, restricting supply has created an enormous amount of problems, and crime.

what addicts need is more accessibility to resources that can help them, when they want to get help. and to anyone who knows an addict or alcoholic insisting they will never stop, don’t lose hope. i was addicted for eight years and have now been in recovery for ten. i was one of those cases, i was homeless, i was “the crazy junkie” and people said i’d end up dead or in prison because i had no rock bottom.

Yeah and it's especially worth noting that drug criminalization has a long, well-documented history as a tool of especially racism, antiblackness and imperialism. It was literally never about helping people, it's always been a tool of oppression/control.

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