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if-you-fan-a-fire · 9 months
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CFRC Prison Radio will be live on the airwaves on CFRC 101.9 FM in Kingston, Ontario, this Thursday, August 10th to mark Prisoners’ Justice Day.
Tune in at 101.9 FM or stream on cfrc.ca from 7-9pm to hear our annual memorial segments, where we’ll read from a list of names of those who have died inside Canadian prisons and jails since the first PJD in 1974. Our signal reaches to Millhaven Institution, where PJD started, Bath Institution, Joyceville Institution, Collins Bay Institution, the Quinte Detention Centre and the Cape Vincent Correctional Centre in upstate New York.
After the memorial we’ll be hosting a request hour where we’ll play music and supportive messages going out to prisoners who may be fasting, refusing work and holding vigils and events on the 10th to honour those who have died behind bars.
To send music requests and supportive messages, please email us at [email protected] or leave us a voicemail at our new number, which is 613-840-5186.
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captainjonnitkessler · 5 months
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Sometimes I wish we would start calling out the performative radicalism on this site for the poser bullshit it is. "Remember, it's always morally correct to kill a cop!" "Don't forget to firebomb your local government office!" "Wow, it sure would be a shame if these instructions on how to make a molotov cocktail got spread around!"
Okay. But you're not killing cops or firebombing government offices. You are posting on a dying microblogging website to a carefully-curated echo chamber that has radicalized itself into thinking that taking the absolute most extreme position on any subject is praxis but that anyone discussing the most practical way to effect actual change is your sworn enemy. You do not have the street cred OR the activist cred to be talking about killing cops, babe.
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blackpearlblast · 1 month
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five days until the state of georgia is scheduled to execute willie pye
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egophiliac · 2 months
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don't think I'm not still deep in the episode 7 brainrot. because OH BOY AM I
(also one more extremely, obnoxiously self-referential thing, I'm -- I'm so sorry)
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playitagin · 1 year
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1976 – Ulrike Meinhof death in prison.
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German militant, co-founded the Red Army Faction (b. 1934). On 9 May 1976, Meinhof was found dead in her prison cell in Stuttgart-Stammheim. The official verdict was Meinhof had committed suicide.
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glowsticcc · 3 months
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everyone say thank you qsmp prison event
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transguyhawkeye · 4 months
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chungledown bim is so much more viscerally terrifying to me than any other d20 villain or entity like theyve faced threats that are actively tearing reality apart at the seams but one level 20 gnome warlock singlemindedly dedicated to (and optimized for) shitting in a 17 year olds mouth is so much higher stakes to me than anything else i could imagine. if every other character we love has to die in order for fabian to evade him then i think that price is worth paying
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etrevil · 6 months
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he owns the line "you can't kill me" in all eras like a goddamn king
#cockroachzai
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strongermonster · 5 months
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one of the funniest news things in canada that always tickles me is the ongoing war between magic mushroom shops and the police.
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this is the absolute height of humour to me right now
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pactw · 3 months
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they're so silly
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ninjasmudge · 2 months
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cult of the kittycats
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year
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“‘CAN'T STRAP ME NOW', DYING PRISONER CRIES,” Toronto Star. February 2, 1933. Page 5.  ---- Frank Smith, Burwash Inmate, Feared Return to Bull Gang as Life Ebbed ---- STARTLING EVIDENCE --- Investigation Into Conditions at Northern Ontario Reformatory Continues  ---- "Are they going to put me in the bull gang again? Are they going to beat me - again?" were the delirious questions of Frank Smith, Burwash farm inmate, the night he lay dying from broncho-pneumonia in the hospital on July 12, a fellow-prisoner insisted yesterday afternoon at the investigation now proceeding into charges of cruelty toward Smith. 
"You can't strap me any more, I'm dying." had been his protest to Sergeant Vincent two days after the sergeant had strapped him and, according to Wm. Rhoades. another prisoner. had kicked him and twisted. Catching sight of Smith in his upper berth, the sergeant had asked: What are you doing up there? Do you want some more of what I gave you?" 
Evidence that cough medicine was taken down by the prison doctor to Smith even when he was put in "the hole" for ten days in his nightshirt, with four blankets, to sleep on the cement floor and subsist on bread and water in his weakened condition, was also brought out by Frank Regan. 
Mr. Regan, representing Walter Lasher, former Burwash inmate orderly [pictured bottom left] emphasized the fact that Dr. Wm. Mosley, prison doctor at the time of Smith's admission to Burwash. had set down on his report that the man had "marked chronic bronchitis with sibilant and sonorous sounds in the chest." His description of Smith on this same sheet of paper was "well nourished." In two weeks something had happened for the doc- tor to note that Smith's condition was now "undernourished." What caused the change in such a short time was a question Mr. Regan repeatedly asked without any definite answers. 
Ignored Doctors As another illustration of what he contended was the way the doctor's orders were disobeyed by Sergeant Vincent: 
"Four weeks exactly after my operation for appendicitis, the doctor said I wasn't to do any work outside. If I worked it was to be. just around the dormitory. But for complaining about the food the sergeant ordered me right out to work." 
"Sergt. Vincent told Dr. Gunn I was persistent malingerer, and lazy, and had no temperature. 'Let me see that thermometer, demanded the doctor. "Why, this man has a temperature of 101 and should be in the hospital." the doctor said," witness testified. He gave him a thorough examination and had him sent to Sudbury for an appendicitis operation. 
"Smith was yellowish looking when he came out of the cell," this prisoner declared, 
"Would it be fair to say that Smith was on a hunger strike in the cells when he didn't eat?" asked Mr. Sedgwick. "No." he replied. 
The doctor had brought down medicine for Smith and this prisoner. some cough medicine for Smith, and salts for both of them. They used some of the salts on black fly bites, but it didn't work. 
The sergeant, seeing all of Smith's bread piled up said. "there's no use. my bringing bread down for you, if you won eat it." "Give it to S -  (the other prisoner). I don't want it." Smith said, according to this prisoner. 
Smith's Last Hours "I was also beside Smith on the night he died." said this prisoner. "I was waiting for the train to go to Sudbury for my operation. Lasher looked at his watch; it was about twenty minutes after four. Lasher rang the emergency bell." 
This prisoner gave a vivid account of Smith's last hours. He saw Dr. Gunn in the hospital put on an apron and rubber gloves and went over to him between nine and ten. The doctor left about 10.30. 
In the night, according to this prisoner's story. Smith was delirious. He called out once: "Are they going to put me in the bull gang again?" Another time he asked: "Are they going to beat me again?" At one time he wanted to get up. "You can't get up for a few days yet?" Lasher told him. Another time Hayes, the second orderly, gave him a drink. "He was breathing like a steam engine. You couldn't sleep listening to it." said this witness. 
From Lasher's affidavit Mr. Sedgewick read a charge that Dr. Gunn had been neglectful and had not bothered with the dying man, say in: "Do what you like with that bird. To h ---  with him!" 
The witness had not overheard such a remark and had seen the doc- tor attending to Smith before 10 p.m. Another charge read by the examining solicitor from Lasher's affidavit. was that Dr. Gunn had made no examination of Smith's dead body.
"You think that Smith was given good treatment?" 
"Yes, in the hospital, but before. his last illness. I certainly don't." 
Witness insisted Smith had asked for cornflakes about 4 o'clock on the morning he died and Lasher had got them for him. 
"I don't think such a thing is done in a civilized country," said Mr. Regan.
"Certainly, the autopsy will show that," declared the witness. 
The investigation is proceeding to-day at the parliament buildings. It is open only to ex-inmates who wish to give evidence regarding Smith's death and members of the press. 
W. R. Jones, a former Toronto policeman, had hardly given a statement to the investigators that Smith had been a malingerer and had eaten soap balls than he was faced by a second statement he acknowledged he had written and smuggled out of the Don jail in November in which he stated Smith had been cruelly treated by the Burwash officials. In this missive he also stated that he had been transferred from Burwash to the Don jail because he had complained to Superintendent Oliver of the abuse Smith had received, and had not been allowed to communicate with the outside world ever since. Jones said he had been suffering from a disordered mind when he wrote his first charges at the jail. The second charges to-day were right, and in these he claimed Smith had taken soap pills. 
The prisoners were making plans to make a protest to the superintendent, Jones said. He went to the superintendent and told him. The superintendent, he said, talked the matter over with him frankly. 
Overstepped Mark He stated further that when he went to see Superintendent Oliver, the prison camp head had said that Sergt. Vincent, "had overstepped the mark by laying hands on Smith." 
"You haven't been talking to any officers of the attorney-general's department, have you?" Mr. Sedgwick asked witness. "Certainly not." 
After a vivid account of what happens to a man when he takes soap pills, Jones was asked for more details... 
"Did you ever see a mad dog?" he asked. "No." replied Mr. Regan. "But I've seen many people who resembled them." 
"But this witness never had the symptoms." suggested Mr. Regan, pointing out that Smith had the opposite symptoms. He never had temperature. one of the main symptoms, instead his temperature was subnormal. 
Smith attended sick parade almost every day, and his temperature as proved by the book was normal.
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7cfc00 · 4 months
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home is where the heart is (and yours is gone)
#happy holidays#dndads#dndads fanart#dungeons and daddies#dndaddies#dndads s1#glenn close dndads#dndads season 2#dndads odyssey#dndads glenn close#im so sick and fever rn so forgive me for any mistakes in this drawing or in my following explanation#background is covered in crosses for the bad day book. the chains represent his time in meth bay prison#the three swords are a reference to the three of swords tarot card which means like heartbreak or smth#also can be taken literally because his heart exploded#the swords themselves are modelled after the sword of justice to bring in themes of justice and punishment as well as referencing the trial#i also drew the same sword in the blackjack thing.#bottom left is his funeral pyre (referencing his death) and nick jr (representing his son's “death”)#the door is the door to his apartment its number 48 because ep 48 is carry on my wayward son#christmas decor cus of course hed had them up all year round#the plant is a peace lily representing death and funeral s again#headstone is morgan's the crysanthemum represents her death. this is because its also featured in the “remember death” thing i drew once#also i just associate flowers w the close family because it very easily represents both mortality and love#anyway. fuckin. his heart (loved ones + literal heart) are gone and its like. can he ever return home#idk smth about not being able to go back to the way things were smth about having the comfort of a home anymore. leaving all that shit behi#d. i feel so tired#sorry for the long explanation i think i may have went a little too hard on the symbolism but i didn t know how else to#express the feelings of glenn's conversation w darryl in that one episode
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anotherpapercut · 9 months
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the abolitionism leaving my body when I think about trump dying in federal prison
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oldschoolfrp · 3 months
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Frank Frazetta's Death Dealer novels by James Silke, Tor Books
Prisoner of the Horned Helmet (1988)
Lords of Destruction (1989)
Tooth and Claw (1989)
Plague of Knives (1990)
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dykealloy · 5 months
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face of a man that narrowly escaped throwing hands with his ex's increasingly terrifying son
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