reg's jail journals ... Sleepy Hollow Correctional Centre
Day 10 – Court (November 6)
Today, I went to court. Before leaving I was strip searched (lest I try to smuggles something out of jail, I guess. Although perhaps they are concerned about somebody having a makeshift handcuff key as Gary G. apparently had). Then I was allowed to change into my “street clothes”. And then I was handcuffed and even leg shackled and also photographed (they were concerned I might run away (thus the leg shackles) and if I did so they would need to have a picture to circulate for identification (thus the photograph)). After this I was locked in a little cage in the back of the van and taken downtown. I can see that they have taken precautions to prevent another [convict] (who escaped from the van en route to the court and evaded capture for several days) type incident.
My mother and father were at the courthouse. I’m glad they didn’t have to see me in cuffs and shackles (they were removed upon arrival at the courthouse). My mother will be coming to visit on Sunday. Again, I’m unsure whether I want her to visit as we will have to talk through a piece of plexiglass. I’m sure her perspective on this situation is quite different than mine and I would hate to see her cry.
The hearing was rescheduled for 9:30 but my lawyer didn’t show up until 9:45. At this point, I have little confidence in her. I wish I could afford a “real” lawyer. But these are my circumstances and I must accept them. The hearing has been adjourned to Nov. 25 to allow us more time to prepare. I was hoping to be released until that date but that has not happened.
The prosecutor is, in my opinion, an arsehole. His position is that, I should never have gotten a conditional sentence in the first place, but since I did, he seems to harbor resentment towards me. If I was released his position is that I would then be in breach of the condition that I reside in Talbot House, so he would have me arrested again. If I were a lawyer, I would love to have a case like this; there are so many challenges involved. It’s almost like a game – reg. vs prosecutor. If he were to have me arrested while on a release granted by the court I think it would look petty and vindictive, which would strengthen my case.
I think my best approach in this situation would be to write a letter to Dr. Jones. Since I am in jail, with access to a pencil and paper, and have plenty of free time, that is what I will do.
I must mention lunch. I was able to pull off my first inside scam, with Ambrose as my accomplice. I reported to the nurse that I was allergic to fish. A call was made to Ambrose who confirmed my story, apparently. Today, I was served chicken fingers – “special diet” while the others ate fish. Ha ha ha ha ha ah ha ha ha ha ha ah ha ha ha ha ha …… infidels! ……soon all will be under my control …will proceed with plans for world domination … ah ha ha ha ha ha ah ha ha ha ha ha ah ha ha ha ha ha ha … …
Well, I haven’t gotten a lot written here but I did write an eight page letter to Dr. Jones. Overall, I had a good day. They all seem to be good days. Life’s an adventure enjoy it.
I was able to talk the guys into watching South Park so now I go watch TV.
Jennifer, from the detox, brought me my pills tonight. It was nice to see her, a pleasant surprise. She’s always nice and friendly. I wish we had met years ago (we would make cute babies).
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