While I was in the ‘Fish Tank’ in lock up after the Judge arrested me for refusinig to put people in the street, I learned a lot of interesting things. First, the toughest guy in the tank is easy to spot. He has the only roll of toilet tissue as his pillow on the cement bench. He also has the bench…Another thing? It’s an entirely different world. Since its deliniated by invisible lines that are best not to cross over, its fairly organized. The first thing I noticed was the way these cell mates ACCEPTED EVERYTHING. It was just part of their daily lives to be in a lock down. They gave me the low down on everything that was coming down. All the way from our departation to downtown for processing, to the time my head would hit a bunk. I also learned, THEY KNOW IT WILL NEVER CHANGE FOR THEM. That’s why the ton their heads, necks, faces. Ditto for the piercings and studs. They’ve accepted their lot in live. THAT’S THE REAL TRAGEDY. Why is this? TAKE A LOOK AT MY TREEHOUSE NOW…One other thing. They also can’t wait for payback. It won’t be pretty…