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cluster-fuck, I think. Or a circle-jerk. Or something like that.
There is always at least one member in a conspiracy, as I recall, who is unwilling to fall on a sword or even a letter-opener, nay, even to suffer a paper-cut! in order to protect the same higher-ups who have been abusing him or her for some time. The exec sec who types those infamous MEMOS into a computer and knows secrets she would love to share with the world or a grand jury as payback for all the "GET ME AND MY MUCKY MUCK PALS COFFEE AND NOW!" orders she's had to listen to from her conservative boss. The gofer who was not long ago an intern and is now an assistant-something-or-other to the right-hand-man of the right-hand-man of the Man (or Boy King if you prefer); surely such a guy knows a lot and resents having been treated like a nearly invisible machine good only for running important errands the boss neglected to take care of or fending off angry callers his boss should have to listen to.
IOW, surely there will be some who will be willing to spill all the beans SP Fitz could possibly want to count -- and from there, go step by step to the core infection and work back outwards again. Maybe? SURELY, as others have said, this whole Karlrovian plot wasn't put into motion without the sanction of the beast's head. Everyone who has reason to know insists that W leaves no doubt who is in charge in this White House. No way was such a significant plan as this enacted without his approval -- and from what I've heard, his personal tweaking!
I know one thing. I've served time in a state prison, and before reaching that destination all incarcerated persons do at least a little time in a city or county jail. And if Ms. Miller is as much a hoity-toity as I've heard, accustomed to being well treated and respected, to getting her own way, that lady is NOT liking life in her "gray-bar hotel" -- the Alexandria jail -- one teeniest bit. Martha could take it far better, I have always thought, and emerge enlightened and wanting to change "The System" to better serve the public good and reform/rehabilitate the inmates warehoused needlessly at such a high cost to taxpayers.
But Ms. Miller? Nah ... I can't see her adjusting quickly and then having an eye-opening experience in jail. She'll be hating every single degrading moment of it. By now, nearly two weeks into her stay, she'll be wanting to climb the walls. But that's just it: there's a Wall she can't get over! Her jailers are treating her like crap, knowing exactly who she is. They'll laugh at her humiliation to be told to "grab her ankles and spread her cheeks" for a full cavity search if they can think of an excuse to go that far, or at least for the discomfort she'll feel at being told to strip down to her birthday suit in order to be issued crappy, ugly and ill-fitting utilitarian garments and flipflops to wear during her stay.
And the other inmates? OMG, they're having a blast, with juicy entertainment they'd never hoped to have on what is for them probably a repeat visit to the local jail for something like prostitution, welfare fraud, hot check writing or various drug charges. Or stabbing their abusive husbands. Or killing another female gang member in a street fight.
These people will NOT like Ms. Miller and will view her ilk as beneath contempt and extremely weak. If you are thought to be Weak when you enter a jail or prison system, you are a target and may have a short lifespan -- or at the very least a very painful one. Not all jails are deadly dangerous, but many are; it depends on who else is incarcerated with you and on how closely the guards monitor inmates' behavior. If Miller offends the wrong person before she learns she'd better wise up and LEARN THE ROPES, she could be surprised with anything from a blanket party in the middle of the night (ouch!) to a violent sexual assault with something like a mop handle. Hey, it happens, I'm not kidding ya. When women decide to be vicious and violent, they can vent a lot of pent-up rage on whatever target presents itself.
So in the end, it isn't the guards Miller probably needs to be most concerned about but her fellow inmates. INMATE: now she has a new title she can wear for a time, too, huh? ;) I'm so wicked, I know. :evilgrin: I can't help it, I just know how miserable that lady must be "on the Inside" in a wholly different way than she ever would have imagined to be her fate. And if she's not careful, she could be acquiring other titles soon. Ones like "convict" and "felon." You tend to wear those for life, no matter who you are.
AND if she gets the news while she's there, sees how her hubby is holding court "being proud of her" in a five-star hotel restaurant or whatever while she is Inside suffering the torments of the damned and wondering if she will *ever* in fact be released, rescued, relieved of this burden she has elected to assume, she might well crack wide open with sheer outrage. Most inmates DO get plenty of news from the Outside, from the Free World, from the Street. Only those in "admin seg" -- you may know it as "protective custody" or even "the hole," which it's still called Inside -- are cut off from news of the Outside. Being in isolated invidual lockdown 24/7 is hell in itself and for most inmates taking the risks of being in the general population is far preferable, which should tell ya something. When a prisoner is in the hole, s/he has far fewer rights than in general pop, and guards or C.O.'s can take away everything -- clothing, reading material, light, proximity to other inmates s/he could talk to through the walls, even personal mail! Meals the guards select are passed in through small slots in the door, and showers need not be offered at all for weeks on end.
At night when all prisoners are locked down, hygiene facilities are minimal and not private if you have a cellmate or an open-barred enclosure. The sink and toilet bowl are made together in one stainless steel unit bolted to the wall. The sink is right on top of the toilet bowl. (Think about how pleasant that must be.)
But back to the news. You'd be amazed at the veritable fountain of information a prison rumor mill can acquire and grind to grist. Newspapers find their way to the Inside quite readily, and there's bound to be the ubiquitous TV set, maybe black and white, probably welded into a solid frame hanging from brackets high on a wall in a dayroom which everyone in the building shares. Miller might have to risk getting spanked by a musclebound veteran inmate if she tries to change the channel to hear the news, but at some point those new to life on the Inside can get quite desperate to hear what's going ON "out there." Out There where they lived and flourished so recently ... Out There where none of the degradations they're suffering behind the Walls were known to them ... Out There where they had it all -- and maybe threw it all away?.......
Just does amazing things to me to ponder all this. Thought I'd share some of it with you guys. Hope you don't mind. It sure did my little heart good! :rofl:
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