February 16, 2009
Recently COII's from other units at the Tucson complex have been filling in at the Manzanita Unit. Contrary to pupular belief and information provided to Arizona's lawmakers and tax-payers, filled COII positions in the ADOC are lacking. Enough so that guards must be pulled from other units to keep the minimal number of guards needed to keep a unit running. And lawmakers are currently in the process of reducing the number of COII's in ADOC by 614. Being short staffed while over-crowded can be very harmful. Especially in a place riddled with drugs, frustration, hunger, animosity and addicts who believe they have nothing to lose.
"I got point. Just don't forget about me," Paul told the three men huddled in the small cubicle that provided a miniscule amount of privacy between bunk-beds in the dorm. As he stood at the entry to the dorm, he watched for the guard while Todd cut a piece of tar heroin off of a gram nugget.
Looking over at Todd as he dissolved the opiate in a plastic spoon, Paul was mesmerized by the act of the clear water dissolving the dope leaving the water a cloudy mocha color. Just as Todd dropped a small balled up piece of cotton in the liquid which instantly became saturated, Paul heard the jingle of keys.
Snapping out of his daze, Paul turned his attention back to the dorm entrance. Not more than five feet away, a guard had just entered the dorm. Blocked from seeing what was going on in the cubicle, one step forward and the COII would discover exactly what was going on.
Panicked, Paul stepped forward towards the unwary guard and announced "One time!" Startled by Paul's suddenly close presence, he tried to step to the side, still unaware of what was going on. The side stepping of the guard belied an intent to get past his into the dorm, so Paul took drastic action without any fore-thought.
Whipping his arm around the guard's throat and placing his leg behind the guard's, Paul took the young man down. SUrprised, the guard went down hard on his back. Paul was immediately ontop of him. "Stay the fuck down!" He yelled at the stunned guard.
After Paul took down the guard, who were now wrestling on the floor with each other, Todd stood and scooped up the gram off the table. "Take care of that shit," he told the guys still in the cubicle. Pulling a small balloon containing four more grams, he quickly tucked in the remainder of of the gram nugget and tied the balloon off. He'd swallow it.
Stepping into the walkway, balloon in hand, Todd found himself face-to-face with the guard who had wrestled himself away from Paul and wound up down the run directly in front of the cubicle.
"Give me what's in your hand!" The guard yelled, lunging at Todd after seeing the balloon as well as the makeshift syringe and spoon sitting on the table, dope still in it.
Tossing the balloon over the guard's head, where Paul had approached him from behind and reactively caught it and turned towards the bathroom to flush it, Todd responded, "I ain't got nothin."
Grabbing Paul by the shoulders from behind. the guard yelled "Give that to me!" Paul turned, putting his free hand ontop of the guard's on his shoulder, trying to throw him, but the guard yanked his hands away and stood his ground.
Tossing the balloon over the guard's head, back to Todd, Paul and Todd played "Keep Away" with the guard two more times before Todd tackled the frustrated guard.
On the ground, lying on top of the guard, Todd had him in a rear naked choke-hold and yelled "Go! Go!" Paul immediately ran into the dorm bathrooms and flushed the balloon.
"Stay down! Stop struggling and I won't hurt you!" Todd told the guard, tightening his hold on him, cutting off his airway. The guard went limp and Todd eased his choke-hold.
Five minutes passed by as dope and paraphanelia was stashed and flushed in the dorm. No other guards came. Nobody was aware of what was transpiring. There weren't enough COII's to go around. The guard was released, minutes later other guards arrived answering his belated call for help and the unit was placed on "lock down". Placing the entire complex on lock down to amass enough guards to search the unit, it was too late. Nothing was found. Todd and Paul went to the hole.
Being short on prison guards can prove to be a huge problem. And most likely will. I defy anybody to show otherwise...
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