Chapter 2: B5 Southside — Let the Fuckeries Begin
CO Best walked him in at five in the evening on August 9, 2024 — and the run was staged like a set.
At around five in the evening on August 9, 2024, CO Best marched him into Southside and said the move was to “maintain order in the pod” he'd just been yanked out of. The steel bars slammed shut behind him, and he knew it was the biggest bullshit reason of all. He was not in a pod anymore. This was the real jail. Soon he would learn it was hell.
The Run:
Picture the long death-row hallway in The Green Mile — two rows of open-bar cells facing each other across a narrow corridor that funneled noise like a megaphone. The ceiling lights hummed and cast a dirty yellow glow, barely enough to see the opposite side. Green privacy screens hung between sections of the walkway, hiding people unless you stared straight through them. The concrete floors ran slick and cracked, patched so many times they looked like scar tissue.
A pod has solid doors, some movement, and a day room that pretends to be neutral ground. The runs were theater. You could see straight into every cell — bunks bolted to the walls, stainless-steel toilets in the corners, men pacing like animals in glass cages. A man could not take a shit or scratch his nuts without the whole run knowing about it.
A Cage, Not a Room:
The day room was not a room. It was a cage bolted to the front of the hall. A TV sat inside a steel box connected to a media unit that broadcast whatever the guards wanted. Two stainless-steel tables with round welded seats sat under it. Across from them, a steel panel full of holes hid a three-by-three shower with a makeshift curtain. The runs were not built for living. They were built for breaking men down under constant surveillance and carefully designed fuckeries.
The Players (six men in total):
Rule number one:
Rule number one in jail is never to eat another man's food. Every bite comes with a price tag, one you cannot afford. And the moment the Jedi walked past earlier — supposed to have “caught chain” and gone back to prison yet still here in Southside — that was a red flag, too.
“The runs were not built for living. They were built for breaking men down under constant surveillance and carefully designed fuckeries.”
What the Record Shows:
CO Best's official reason for the move — “maintain order in the pod” — does not survive its own paperwork. A man placed on Southside with five others, all of them visibly assigned roles, is not being kept safe; he is being tested, observed, sized up. Whether Southside was where the order was kept, or where the fuckeries were let to begin, was the question the run kept asking and never answered — and one that follows this record to this page.