I recently had an opportunity to visit the cells in downtown vancouver. All in all, I saw the inside of 6 different cells, 5 or which I could easily see were filthy. And the only reason for that, is because the jail pigs didn't let me stay long enough to inspect.
Thankfully, no bugs other than fruit flies. But everywhere, I could see old puke, spit, piss, and was that a turd? ya, pretty sure that was a turd. I'm not asking for ritz carlton or some shit, but just that the fucking pigs actually clean the cells. I realize you're pigs, and they you live in dirt, but that doesn't mean the rest of us want to be exposed to genuine biohazards. Just because you feral hogs, SAY that I did something wrong, doesn't mean I did, even according to your so called victim. Who told you the EXACT SAME FUCKING STORY, as I did.
Mary wasn't the most honest person. Not with herself, not with others. Which the pigs well knew. It took a long fucking time for me to understand that, because all my adult life has been about honesty. My younger days, not so much, but that's another story, on my mother probably recollects well. But I never saw her lie about being in pain.
But I did learn to understand it. Partially because of my past expereince, and partially because I understood trauma on an instinctual level. And partially because of my total empathy for those that deserve it. And she fucking deserved. It was never fucking pity. I think she understood that, even though she misconstrued it as pity sometimes. I know she knows I suffered my own shit, and that she would never compare, but I can tell you, her's was worse.
Through it all, I know she suffered a shit ton. More than I can ever imagine. She did what she did to cope. she said what she said to cope. I took it personally sometimes, Who wouldn't? We were together for 8 years. I raged on fb, (to friends only, for the most part, I could have made a mistake, usually using custom and making sure she couldn't see it) Anyway, we both have our issues. Her's, mainly that she's dead. And mine, that I'm alive. Viva la vie?
Fuck the police. Fuck the police. FUCK EM!
If you don't know, a pig broke her leg. They left her in cells for 20 hours. FOUR fucking times, they brought her to see the nurse. FOUR FUCKING times, the brought her in a wheelchair, because her leg was fucking BROKEN, and she couldn't walk. FOUR FUCKING TIMES, "she's faking it"
The surgeon said they shouldn't have waited so long to bring her in. And there was no reason for it, considering the swelling. The nurse couldn't tell there was a MASSIVE FUCKING amount of swelling?
FUCK YOU!
It is not your job to judge these people you bring into custody. You are supposed to be impartial. But you aren't. You're fucking feral hog pig scum. You wonder why you get such flack from the general public?
It's because of how you act.
Grow the fuck up pigs.
About 2 months before she passed, I started having suspicions that the surgery had failed. We were still waiting for the doctors... The pain she was dealing with was immense. The added stress of the prosecution asking for jail time after their pigs broke her leg, was too much. The fact that the state refuses to offer a safe supply to users, led to her death.
She just wanted to end the pain for a bit. She didn' try to kill herself. But there is no safe supply on the streets of vancouver. People want fentynal. Dealers sell it. She wanted. The first week we were together, she was using a fentynal patch. I had no idea what it was at the time. No clue.
Full circle, the shit killed her, because she just wanted heroin, but there could be no safe supply in a fascist state that want's people to fucking die.
Wrote half of this a while ago, and half of this today, but I started about half way through, so here's the rest of what I wrote whenever I actually wrote this(about a year I think, but I"m sure the pigs could tell you)
, nor does it mean you should anyway, as I'm pretty sure your job involves impartiality, not that you scumfucks care tho, right? How is that constitution act toilet paper working out?
Also, pretty sure that peeps need their methadone in the morning you stupid fucks. I don't give a shit what your policies say, if people are withdrawing, you have a duty to assist. But it's not like you give a fuck about the people you arrest. Hence why you jail pigs got 2 fingers from me. Put my hands on the wall? OK!!
Fuck you. You're exposing people who are already sick, to more sickness. Ya, some may already be sick, but you fucks gotta clean up after that shit. Hey, the world isn't fair, if that's what you were gonna say, pig. (don't you love getting that shoved in your face??)
Oh, and to the pig that said I had nothing to worry about, not only are you fucking sadistic piece of shit, you're a bottom feeding piece of shit too.
Hope you all die slow painful humiliating deaths like my father did. He didn't deserve it. But every single one of you pigs does.
CLEAN THE FUCKING CELLS PIGS!
On a side note, NEVER TALK TO PIGS!
#ACAB #FTP #YesAllFuckingPigs
