January 7, 2011
Dear Email Friends,
Below is a letter sent to The Orange County Register.
too good for Mike Carona. Sentence him
to Orange County jail, the hellhole he created.
I spent seven days in
this so called rehab dungeon. Evidently the
courts thought I needed rehabilitation from telling the truth.
After spending the
first night huddling in the cold on a cement wall
called “the loop”, I was ushered into my home for the next seven days.
The month was January.
My apparel was a short
sleeved two piece uniform — thread bare — a pair
of sox and worn out shoes. They gave me an old army blanket and rags
for sheets, no pillow. The pillow had to be bought if wanted.
The temperature in this
twelve-bed pig pen called the infirmary, I
would guess was in the upper 50s, so it was impossible to get a good
night's sleep because of the cold and the lack of blankets.
Every meal was served
in a paper bag. Keeping an orange over to eat
later was considered contraband and punishment was doled out for this
so called crime.
The shower was filthy
with a torn curtain. One sink was plugged the
other so corroded it was not usable.
The spirit in OC jail
is anything but a rehab place. It dehumanizes the
already scared victims. In the cell where I was, there was no sense of
time — no windows, no clock — just the cold dead air not unlike a
coffin for the dead.
Throw in the badge
happy deputies who loved to provoke one so as to get
a reaction which would make the prison sentence longer and you have a
good picture of the creation of the so called highest ranking law
enforcement officer, Mike Carona.
Give Carona a taste of
the hell he has created for those he considers
below his high and lofty way of life. We will see if it rehabs him.
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