By Trace Hentz (Third Mom)
The
following essay was written by my nephew Jesse Fasthorse Neubert. I've
adopted him into my family. He first wrote to me when my article
"Generation after Generation We are Coming Home" was published in 2005
about adoptees called Lost Birds. Since then we have been in constant
contact by phone and letter. Jesse calls me his "third Mom" and I am
proud of that. Jesse is incarcerated in Arizona, found guilty of armed
robbery when he belonged to a gang. He is an adoptee like me. He's
Lakota (Cheyenne River) and Dakota (Rosebud). He's a good writer and
contributed to the two anthologies Two Worlds and Called Home (
excerpt.)
Until
August
Jesse was held in solitary confinement. He ate two meals a day, not
three. He was very underweight. He was not allowed outside for sunlight
and fresh air. I asked him to write about it so all of us would know
what it feels like... His words: An Observation from Within was written
on Feb. 24, 2015.
“The use of solitary confinement contributes to untreated serious mental illness and high rates of suicide.”
By Jessup Fasthorse Neubert
“The degree of civilization in a society can be judged by entering its prisons.” -Dostoyevsky
I know why the caged man screams.
So
that you may also come to know why he screams, take a few moments and
imagine a windowless concrete room about the size of an average
household bathroom. Like any other bathroom, this room has a sink and a
toilet. However, in place of a bathtub or shower, there is instead a
small bed and perhaps a tiny desk bolted to one of the walls. All of the
walls are blank and gray and there is no mirror. The only view beyond
this room is through slits or perforations in a steel door that faces
nothing but another gray stark wall in an empty corridor. An oppressive
white light constantly emanates from a ceiling fixture that can’t be
controlled. It dims only slightly for a few hours each night. Natural
sunlight or fresh air will never reach into this room. For all intents
and purposes this room is nothing more than a box, a human cage. Can you
imagine a room like this?
Now for a few moments longer, can you
imagine being indefinitely confined to this room for months or even
years on end? Imagine only being allowed out of this room of yours maybe
three times each week for a limited recreation period and a brief
shower. Basically only 8-10 hours of the 168 hours in each week might be
spent beyond your room. Even your two daily meals will always be eaten
alone at your tiny desk. An abrupt search of your room, a medical
appointment or an emergency, or a two-hour visit from your loved ones
once a week (typically separated by plexi-glass) might be the only other
reasons that you will temporarily escape your soul-stifling room for
the foreseeable future. Your desire and need to attend church or school
won’t even be reason enough to leave your room since such services will
almost entirely be denied to you during your confinement here.
Essentially the vast majority of your daily existence has been reduced
to this one room - this cage - of yours - for years, possibly decades to
come. Imagine that for just a moment longer.
Imagine
how being caged alone like this, for any prolonged amount of time might
affect you? Could this perpetual mental, physical and spiritual
separation make you scream too?
If you can imagine
these dehumanizing conditions, then now you have an idea of what
solitary confinement in prison is like - and now you know why a caged
man screams out from within in such a place. Regrettably, solitary
confinement is not some imaginary place, it’s real for those who have
languished there before, or currently still are. For them solitary
confinement isn’t something abstract or easily ignored - it is a
suffocating reality that exists, albeit hidden, deep within the walls of
variously-named isolation or control units throughout this nation’s
prison system.
I am one of those unfortunate enough to know the
reality of solitary confinement. Since July 2009, I’ve been indefinitely
locked-down under such conditions here in Arizona’s Special Management
Units (S.M.U.). (First at Eyman and now at Lewis). Whether known as an
S.M.U., S.H.U., Ad.Seg. or by any other Max-Custody designation - these
dark prisons within a prison all share similar or parallel details as
the one I described for you.
Some may find themselves trapped in
these modern dungeons for clear and easily articulated reasons - such as
having committed a serious disciplinary infraction; while others may
find themselves in here for less valid or speculative reasons - such as
being classified as “a potential threat to security” based on groundless
conjecture. Either way, both rationales will often perpetuate a
prolonged or indefinite term of confinement to these units. With no
serious disciplinary convictions since 2009, I remain caged in here
according to the latter reasoning (speculation) by the prison
administration.
During my time in this place I’ve experienced how
mind-numbing and soul-wrenching it can be. I’ve observed the many forms
of deterioration and madness that this place can drive men into, after
years without meaningful social interaction or human contact. I’ve seen
men, with and without documented Mental Health issues, decline and fall
into pieces. It’s often discomforting to hear an otherwise rational man
begin to mutter or talk to himself - but the screams of a man who has
gone completely stir-crazy or insane in the SMU are always the most
jarring. Worse still is when a man can no longer cope with this harsh
reality and attempts suicide - sometimes even succeeding. Maybe the
sorrow of losing a loved one while in here was too much to bear, or
maybe he just could no longer endure the forced solitude - and so,
feeling anguished and forsaken, he sought some desperately needed
attention or an immediate end to his caged misery.
Sadly
I’ve observed enough tragedy in here to know that most of it must be
ascribed to solitary confinement itself. These tragedies are ongoing
testament to the detrimental effects that this place will have on those
subjected to these conditions. Although this crushing depravation won’t
necessarily break everyone who enters it - none will emerge from it
completely unaffected or unscathed. A dysfunctional behavior, a
personality disorder, or a mental illness may develop or become
exacerbated after years of isolation and being treated like a caged
animal.
If prison is a microcosm of the problems with
our society - a reflection of our degree of civilization - then the
institution of solitary confinement should remind us of our most
poignant failures. When institutions fail us, we as a civilized society
have a moral obligation to abolish or reform those institutions.
Experience compels me to argue for the former in regard to solving the
problem posed by solitary confinement. We must stop living in a state of
denial or ignorance about its existence, widespread use and the nature
of solitary confinement. We must dispel our collective apathy or
complacency towards this uncomfortable reality and instead confront this
dilemma in order to address it. This is because a neglected problem
will never just disappear or spontaneously solve itself - in fact, it
will usually only worsen when ignored. Hence, we can no longer morally
or fiscally afford the high cost of ignoring the discrepancies between
the ideals we espouse and the actual practices we exhibit when it comes
to the conditions in our prison systems. We must recognize that no good
will ever come from the inhumane treatment of any member of our society.
For
although we prisoners are currently the pariahs of society - most of
us, including myself in 2016, will eventually reenter society for better
or for worse.
Solitary confinement ensures the likelihood that a
man will exit prison worse than when he went in because being caged
alone hinders rehabilitation. As a society that claims to be civilized
with a high standard of moral decency, we must then be guided by the
moral discipline expressed by Goethe:
“Treat a man as he is and he will remain as is. Treat a man as he can and should be and he will become as he can and should be.”
Let’s finally put an end to solitary confinement. We need to imagine a better way.
Jessup
is incarcerated in the Arizona State Prison Complex-Lewis in Arizona
until 2016. Please write him: Jesse F. Neubert, #186050, ASPC LEWIS,
Buckley Unit, PO Box 3400, Buckeye, AZ 85326. He is now in general
population and continuing his college degree.
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| Jesse and his sister Tashea were adopted together (All six children were adopted by Mormons) |
MUST READ:
“In
2005, there were an estimated 81,600 prisoners in solitary in the US;
this month’s Senate Subcommittee Hearing puts the numbers at about the
same. That’s 3.6 per cent of the 2.2 million presently incarcerated,
many of whom, like King, were put in there for random acts of
non-violent rule-breaking. Some, like him, shuttle in and out of
solitary; others remain locked up for decades. Prison authorities in
every state are running a massive uncontrolled experiment on all of
them. And every day, the products of these trials trickle out on to the
streets, with their prospects of rehabilitation professionally,
socially, even physiologically diminished.”
Jesse wrote in great detail about his adoption experience and being raised by Mormons in my book
Two Worlds [read more
https://larahentz.wordpress.com/2012/11/18/ebook-two-worlds/.] And he also contributed to the new anthology CALLED HOME (available on
Amazon.)
