Okay, it’s not as bad as the Harris County Jail. Personal sources tell me the real deal in the holding tanks is very different. But I can say that on the 4th day of my 17-day incarceration, I was held down by two Nigerian female nurses, a 300+ pound Latino man who they called in for the occasion, and the Black Tech who’d been messing with me all day.
Later, Oghale, the medication nurse, told me it wasn’t Haldol–just a mix of Benadryl and Ativan.
I got sent to the seclusion room. My worst nightmare was being played out. .. . . ..
(I’ll work on this later.)