IDAHO FALLS EastIdahoNews.com is looking back at what life was like during the week of Feb. 7 to Feb. 13 in east Idaho history. 1900-1925 ASHTON A dog team race was going to run from Yellowstone to Ashton in February, The Rigby Star announced on Feb. 8, 1917. The paper said the prize […]
at san quentin we met one inmate who compared it to a once popular tv show. it s like that little show cheers where everybody, you know your name. [ bleep ] you come back and [ bleep ], hey, what s up? [ bleep ]. you see your friends. you feel like, well, i m cool here. these are my boys. you know what i m saying? they know this is home. but most inmates hold a much different opinion. prisons are hate factories. they can t produce anything but hate. all you have is hate, loneliness, greed and just misery. when we met gerald mccullough at the river bend national security institution in nashville, tennessee, he was halfway through a 12-year sentence on a sexual offense charge. there s no way out. there s just nothing to do. this is just a total waste of
it s like that little show cheers where everybody, you know your name. [ bleep ] you come back and [ bleep ], hey, what s up? [ bleep ]. you see your friends. you feel like, well, i m cool here. these are my boys. you know what i m saying? they know this is home. but most inmates hold a much different opinion. prisons are hate factories. they can t produce anything but hate. all you have is hate, loneliness, greed and just misery. when we met gerald mccullough at the river bend national security institution in nashville, tennessee, he was halfway through a 12-year sentence on a sexual offense charge. there s no way out. there s just nothing to do. this is just a total waste of someone s life. despite his pessimism, mccullagh had found a productive outlet to express his pain. they say it s raining in denver
at the river bend national security institution near nashville, tennessee, he was halfway through a 12-year sentence on a sexual offense charge. there s no way out. there s just nothing to do. this is just a total waste of someone s life. despite his pessimism, mccullough had found a productive outlet to express his pain. they say it s raining in denver that it s really kind of cold but i m just pulling time in nashville how am i supposed to know in a prison in nashville the home of country music, we decided it would be great if we could find a country singer, and so we kind of made a callout to the other inmates and officers
at almost every prison profiled on lockup our crew meets a certain number of repeat offenders who in some ways are more at home inside prison than out. at san quentin, we met one young inmate who compared it to a once popular tv show. it s just like that little show cheers where everybody know your name. [ bleep ]. you see all your friends, you know what i mean? you feel like, well, i m cool here. these are my boys, you know, what i mean? this is my home. but most inmates hold a much different opinion. prisons are hate factories. they can t produce anything but hate. all you have is hate, loneliness, greed, and just misery. when we met gerald mccullough