The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Cellmate.
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The pen twitched and jerked six-inches from my left eyeball, “FUCK YOU, YOU RACIST MOTHAFUCKAH – I KNEW YOU WAS AYE-BEE!!” “AYE-BEE? AYBEE?! HOW THE FUCK COULD I BE ARAYAN BROTHERHOOD IF I’M HALF-FUCKING-JEW?” It was just my fifth night in the twelve-by-eight foot concrete cell, and apparently my cellmate, a hilariously militant member of the Black Guerrilla Family, was convinced that because I’m white and spent rec periods sitting with the six or seven other white dudes at one of the picnic tables instead of among the fifty or so black and Latino guys – I just had to be racist.
The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Cellmate.
The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad…
The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Cellmate.
The pen twitched and jerked six-inches from my left eyeball, “FUCK YOU, YOU RACIST MOTHAFUCKAH – I KNEW YOU WAS AYE-BEE!!” “AYE-BEE? AYBEE?! HOW THE FUCK COULD I BE ARAYAN BROTHERHOOD IF I’M HALF-FUCKING-JEW?” It was just my fifth night in the twelve-by-eight foot concrete cell, and apparently my cellmate, a hilariously militant member of the Black Guerrilla Family, was convinced that because I’m white and spent rec periods sitting with the six or seven other white dudes at one of the picnic tables instead of among the fifty or so black and Latino guys – I just had to be racist.