A continuation...
Arrested just as he was packing his bags to leave Brasil and return to Belgium, having resolved to give up his ambitions to corner the Brasilian cocaine market, our hero was sentenced to 4 years. Entering the prison dressed in the traditional clothes of a Chassidic (Hassidic) Jew, the COs (Corrections Officers) open the gate and tell him to find his own cell. As is the case in so many prisons in the Developing World, this prison is internally controlled by the prisoners themselves. As the guy is standing there dumbfounded some guy dressed like a Mexican cholo with dreadlocks (you really have to love National Geographic) comes up to him and says in a matter of fact tone, "Follow me, no matter what keep your eyes on me. No matter what you see, keep your eyes on my back."
The cholo Rastafarian guy leads him to his own cell and points to an empty bunk and says, "This is your bunk." The Jews asks him about having seen Hefty-type garbage bags being dragged through the corridors, leaking blood, as they walked to the cell. Again in a matter fact of tone the cholo tells him, "Oh, there was a murder yesterday." Hahaha welcome to prisonlife.
The Jewish guy says that there were murders every single day, suuuure. 1 day, while aimlessly moping around the yard the baddest prisoner in that badass Brasilian prison tells him, "Give me a cigarette." The Jew tells him he doesn't have any at which point Mr. Badass grabs him and pulls out a giant "shank," or prison dagger. The Jewish guy narrarates that as a boy growing up in London he had been targetted by neighbourhood Anti-Semites and so his father had gotten him Aikkido lessons. As he is in this knife fight he grabs both wrists of the man and pins the dagger against his attacker's chest, yelling, "Drop it! Drop it now!" The attacker would not obey so the Jew forced him down onto his own dagger, killing him. Suuuuuuuure.
Readers may recall that on Easter Day, 2008 I myself was in the very same situation though my opponent was armed with a machete. As learned as I am in the Israeli Martial Art of Krav Maga I could not even get close enough to even try something as retarded as that. When you are faced with a blade wielding maniac who aims to kill you there is no fucken way that you will ever close that crucial distance between him and you. Now, granted, the Jew DID claim that his opponent closed that space, not leaving him that safe distance to engage him defencively. However, the idea that he had the brute strength to force the baddest ass prisoner in a huge prison to impale himself on his own blade is just too preposterous to even consider.
After almost 3 years he is released and deported, only to end up in an Israeli prison where he ended up serving another 8 years. He narrarates that there was a teenaged boy on his cellblock was forced to sleep on the catwalk because noone would allow him to bunk in their cell since he was a junky. Of course in reality most Israeli prisoners are serving heroin, amphetamine or cocaine-rated offences. Granted, maybe the teen had other issues undisclosed to the audience. The Jew says that it was then that he realised just what drugs do to people and he resolved to cure the teen, who like most Israeli junkies continued injecting while in prison. He allowed the boy into his cell but warned him it was on the condition that he stop using. "I want to stop sniffle sniffle." Sure man.
The boy stopped using, became religious but one day upon returning to their cell the Jew found the boy on the verge of death from an overdose. Cradling the boy in his arms the Jew felt the boy's life drain from him and cried about it afterwards.
Released from prison in Israel he returned to London where he says he became an Anti Drugs activist. However, I researched the man and the truth is a lot more interesting. I will get to that in my next entry...
To be continued...
Arrested just as he was packing his bags to leave Brasil and return to Belgium, having resolved to give up his ambitions to corner the Brasilian cocaine market, our hero was sentenced to 4 years. Entering the prison dressed in the traditional clothes of a Chassidic (Hassidic) Jew, the COs (Corrections Officers) open the gate and tell him to find his own cell. As is the case in so many prisons in the Developing World, this prison is internally controlled by the prisoners themselves. As the guy is standing there dumbfounded some guy dressed like a Mexican cholo with dreadlocks (you really have to love National Geographic) comes up to him and says in a matter of fact tone, "Follow me, no matter what keep your eyes on me. No matter what you see, keep your eyes on my back."
The cholo Rastafarian guy leads him to his own cell and points to an empty bunk and says, "This is your bunk." The Jews asks him about having seen Hefty-type garbage bags being dragged through the corridors, leaking blood, as they walked to the cell. Again in a matter fact of tone the cholo tells him, "Oh, there was a murder yesterday." Hahaha welcome to prisonlife.
The Jewish guy says that there were murders every single day, suuuure. 1 day, while aimlessly moping around the yard the baddest prisoner in that badass Brasilian prison tells him, "Give me a cigarette." The Jew tells him he doesn't have any at which point Mr. Badass grabs him and pulls out a giant "shank," or prison dagger. The Jewish guy narrarates that as a boy growing up in London he had been targetted by neighbourhood Anti-Semites and so his father had gotten him Aikkido lessons. As he is in this knife fight he grabs both wrists of the man and pins the dagger against his attacker's chest, yelling, "Drop it! Drop it now!" The attacker would not obey so the Jew forced him down onto his own dagger, killing him. Suuuuuuuure.
Readers may recall that on Easter Day, 2008 I myself was in the very same situation though my opponent was armed with a machete. As learned as I am in the Israeli Martial Art of Krav Maga I could not even get close enough to even try something as retarded as that. When you are faced with a blade wielding maniac who aims to kill you there is no fucken way that you will ever close that crucial distance between him and you. Now, granted, the Jew DID claim that his opponent closed that space, not leaving him that safe distance to engage him defencively. However, the idea that he had the brute strength to force the baddest ass prisoner in a huge prison to impale himself on his own blade is just too preposterous to even consider.
After almost 3 years he is released and deported, only to end up in an Israeli prison where he ended up serving another 8 years. He narrarates that there was a teenaged boy on his cellblock was forced to sleep on the catwalk because noone would allow him to bunk in their cell since he was a junky. Of course in reality most Israeli prisoners are serving heroin, amphetamine or cocaine-rated offences. Granted, maybe the teen had other issues undisclosed to the audience. The Jew says that it was then that he realised just what drugs do to people and he resolved to cure the teen, who like most Israeli junkies continued injecting while in prison. He allowed the boy into his cell but warned him it was on the condition that he stop using. "I want to stop sniffle sniffle." Sure man.
The boy stopped using, became religious but one day upon returning to their cell the Jew found the boy on the verge of death from an overdose. Cradling the boy in his arms the Jew felt the boy's life drain from him and cried about it afterwards.
Released from prison in Israel he returned to London where he says he became an Anti Drugs activist. However, I researched the man and the truth is a lot more interesting. I will get to that in my next entry...
To be continued...