Originally Posted by MCGUINNESS
Gateside(GREENOCK) YOI 1988-One of the guys working on the hotplate in B hall had been given a parcel of Jimmy's(temgesics), to deliver to a guy in A hall. He delivered the parcel but seemingly there were 2 missing, all hell broke loose, instead of the recipients of the Jimmys not being sure who had taxed the parcel they just blamed the guy who delivered them. He was then asked into a cell a few hours afterwards, and was plunged umpteem times with the biggest knife (knicked 1 hour earlier) from the jails kitchen.After being stabbed the guy walked backwards out of the cell, spitting on the guy that done it, he then fell onto the stairs bleeding like fuck onto the guys who were directly below the stairs , standing in the dinner queue. One guy ran at him with a white standard issue towel, within seconds it was as red as the blood that was pishing out of him. So the intire nick is on lockdown, cops are in, questioning every Y.O. IN A.hall ,concerning the murder that had taken place. A fortnight goes by and by then everything gets back to normal, then the shit hits the fan, we're all told Greenock is no longer to be a YO's , its being turned into a remand for the renfrewshire boys and changing back to a cons (over 21's nick).Just about then I got caught with 10 50 pences that had been taxed from the sex pests and grasses, I got them as a square up(this is when all the guys from your area chip in and give you some money to get you on your feet when you first arrive in the nick), so I was in the place a month and already had 14 days in the digger for taxing sex cases and 14 days added onto ma sentence. So the day came when we were all getting told when we were being draughted out of Gateside too.Some of us went to Castle Huntley in Dundee, some of us went to Polemont in Falkirk and the guys doing over 7 years or if they were security risks, went to Jessiefield in Dumfries. I ended up in Polemont as I was only doing 3 years. I had been in it before and knew it was a fucking hell hole, far from the relaxed regeime we had had in Gateside.Worse than that they tried to have the sexpests in normal circulation, red rag to bulls or what.
So we were all in the textile shop the first day they attempt this stupid manouver, the whisper goes round that the sex pests are getting it, and I do happen to remember getting one particular scissor kick right into one of the beasties noses, caught, bang to rights with blood all over my shoe.
So we all gets taken back to our cells and locked, up, the next day we all gets taken down the orderly room which in polemont was down the digger(solitary). On the way in, there was this screw who was asking us all our name and number, only being in the place 3 days, for the life of me , I couldn't remember my bloody number, so my turn comes, "name and number" says the screw at the door, "ma names McGuinness, I canny remember ma number" I replied, this cunt of a screw only goes and back handers me right across the kisser, " thats not fucking good enough, and call me sir" this slimey mothers cunt is shouting at me, well, not having the best temper on the planet, I only sets about him, next thing I know there must be 10 of them on me, lifting me right up off the ground with my arms up my back and smacking fuck out the side of my kneecaps with there fuck off big sticks.
They then proceeded to take me into a cell and sit on me(fat pie munching bastards), and then cut my clothes of with scissors.
I was then left naked in a this cell, with nothing else in it but a wee cardboard pot, to do a piss in. I couldnt even move to do a piss I was so sore.
This cell,(the silent cell) it was pure white, with a spyhole like you get in the door of most normal cells, in every single wall as well as the door, I felt like a proper fuckin celebrity, was all set to do autographs at the door the next day,when, all of a sudden, about 10 screws burst in , and sat on me again, trussed me up like a chicken, and moved me into a room with no windows and a plate steel door, (the strong cell). This fucker had no lights, felt like i was going mad just sitting in the dark for 2 days, eventually I went up in front of the governor........ 7 days all round!!!!!!!(7 days digger and 7 days onto my sentence and 7 days with no wages)I was eventually barred from Polemont and sent to Dumfries Y.O.'s, for supposedly assaulting 9 screws(pish).Then onto Glenochil, the day after I turned 21, as i went on hungerstrike to get moved, just to break up my sentence.Remember getting chiken legs lowered down to me by a line.HEE!HEE! I got stabbed for turning the telly over up in Glenochil ,for turning the fuckin telly over, was my supposed to be mate that stabbed me, and ironically, it wiz me that nicked the scissors when the screws back was turned.Was planning doing the guy that stabbed me, when, my old man died of a missive heart attack(2 weeks of my remission to go)As I was an only child I decided to go straight, to look after my old mum, and apart from the occasional 5/ or 6 months here and there for driving or fighting full of the drink, I have done it, in fact this is the longest I've ever been out, 4 years (since I got married), I'm proud of myself.
When I think about what they done, and to be totally honest, I am not a person who thinks about revenge or malice on a lot. I think about how I can get my own back, I think about getting to 80 years old, or getting terminal cancer and going up there and just letting loose with a machine gun when the polemont screws change shift.Its just a matter of time before one of the guys they have beat up goes full blown with the virus and does what I think about.I know, 20 years later the screws in polmont are still handing out thrashings, I am not a particularly spitefull or revengefull person, and having these thoughts gets to me.DO I NEED THERAPY???????????PLEASE HELP