The Story of When I Spilled My Drink, Got Kidnapped & Tortured

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[Editor's Note: In this weekend's Weekend Vigilante we recounted how we went to a local Las Vegas casino with a few of our friends and associates and how two of them ended up in a cage.  We recounted that we didn't know the full story about what happened, as they were still in jail at the time, but now Justin O'Connell, who was one of them, and also a regular TDV Correspondent, has recounted what occurred.  The following is by TDV Correspondent Justin O'Connell and originally appeared on The Silver Vigilante, July 17, 2012. ]

When I spilled half of my drink at a Las Vegas nightclub, I was asked to leave. When I asked for my money back, the real crime commenced, as I was kidnapped by thugs and thrown in a cage.

The laws on the books in the United States detail a vast and complex web on bureaucratese which, in the end, leads to nothing more than ensuring innocent people end up in jail. And, when these individuals end up in jail, they are forced – with weapons – to endure psychological torture and inhumane conditions until they get released.  Among the laws which can get a peaceful individual kidnapped and tortured in Las Vegas are the following:

• Sec. 8.12.015. Sitting or lying down on public sidewalks in the downtown redevelopment district prohibited.

(b) Except as otherwise provided in this section, no person shall sit or lie down upon a public sidewalk, or upon a blanket, chair, stool, or any other object placed upon a public sidewalk in the downtown redevelopment district, as it is defined in section 18.07.040 of the Reno Municipal Code.

(Ord. No. 4482, � 1, 2-28-95)

• Buying drinks for more than three people within 24 hours is forbidden.

• Simple Christian good will is illegal in Las Vegas, as it also illegal to feed the homeless in public. You can feed your friends and families, but certainly not those down-and-out.

• It is also illegal in Las Vegas to pawn your dentures, if, let’s say, they if they have gold, platinum or silver fillings.

• Feeding the pigeons has been considered to be made against the law in Las Vegas

• Defacing a hamburger, by leaving its contents anywhere in public, is a punishable offense.

• Jaywalking could land you in prison for thirty days.

Laws like these result in the incarceration of good people, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. The United States prison complex must be the second busiest enterprise in the United States after the internet, where millions of people surf 24/7.

During a recent stay in a Las Vegas jail – for requesting my $30 entry fee after being kicked out a club for no reason, though I do know spilling half my drink (as if that was not enough) was the catalyst – I heard stories of people incarcerated for a litany of once-innocent actions, like being drunk on the Las Vegas strip and feeding the pigeons.

Many people protest laws not against their blatant immortality and infringement of human rights, but because they are “unenforceable.” I understand that getting caught red-handed is the actual illegal part in anything. Laws are broken all-the-time, and the State doesn’t catch everyone. But, all laws are enforceable at anytime, and will be if a police officer makes the subjective decision to find a reason to throw an individual in jail. Any reason will do, and with thousands if not millions of laws on the book, a reason can be found.

And, once that innocent person – it could be you next time – finds him or herself in jail, here is what happens.

AN INSIDE LOOK AT A LAS VEGAS JAIL FROM ANOTHER INCARCERATED VIGILANTE

If you’re lucky, soon after your arrest, you will find yourself in the check-in lounge at your local jail. If you’re not so lucky, you will spend an undetermined amount of time in handcuffs. Don’t expect to be read your Miranda Rights, as they are a thing of the past. If you don’t get your own private police car, you will be stuffed into a van with others.  These could be individuals who, unlike you, have committed violent acts against others. In jail, ethical concern is not determined on an individual basis. It is assumed that, if you are in jail, then you are a bad individual. You will be treated as if you had done violence against another.

Cuffed along the way, you will then be shooed around, stripped of excess clothing, and all of your personal belongings will be taken from you.  Plastic gloves will be worn while you are searched as if you are contaminated.  You will undergo a medical physical, and if you do not you will be considered a suicide threat.

You will then be removed from your cuffs and seated. Your temporary custody record will be in your hands by now, and you will, most likely for the first time, know the legal justification for your being in jail. Very few other questions will be answered. How long will you be there for? You won’t know, but the general consensus is that you will be there for up to 24 hours. As the time spent in jail becomes more dismal, it will seem like you could stay there for days.

After your cuffs are removed you get the chance to make a phone call. But, first, you must be ID’d by the jail’s phone system so that you can be properly wiretapped. There’s no privacy in jail. You will be instructed to follow a number of commands. You will say your name, and then be required to repeat phrases like, “What options do I have?”, “How long will it take?”, and “What’s next?” just so that you are reminded of your total submission.

After that is done, you are then told to sit-down and raise your hand so as to use the phone. You will make a phone call, and if you are lucky the person on the other line will answer and pay money for the phone call. If they do not, you could be sitting in jail for many hours until you speak with anyone on the outside.  During that interval, you might not know much about your prospects.

You will sit-down in the booking lounge, where simple research about you that the guards must perform will take hours on end. You’ll have your fingerprints taken and you will be asked a series of questions about your mental state, employment, age, etc.  If you ask a question, it is as if you are asking Officer Whomever to part the continents. Even if they do answer you, they will not know much, as specialization within the jail is part of the control grid and abuse of you. You won’t see anyone with any real power.

After your fingerprints are taken and you are asked some questions, with many hours sprinkled in between, you will be stood-up and walked out of the lounge. This is not before you will see individuals who “know somebody” get out quick-and-easy. If this is your first time in jail, you think that this could be it. Until you see the hall down which you are to be walked. It dawns on you that, instead of getting out, you will now sit in a holding cage. You will sit there for hours. Grown men will shit next to you and piss next to you, and even cry next to you as they talk to their families on the phone. If you don't know the condition of the nation’s food supply you will fast. You won’t even drink the water as there’s no way the fountainhead is clean.  It’s probably coated with feces and piss from the toilet that is no more than three feet away from it.

There might be a television on in the room. And it will be on the whole day and night. The cathode rays and high frequencies will pierce your brain. You will lie on the floor to catch half-naps of fifteen minute intervals. Why you’re there in the first place will begin to fade as your brain does not have the rest it needs to consolidate memories. Your memory of everything will be fuzzy.

Then, your name will come-up again in the litany of bureaucratic processes and you will be moved. Your luck, or some other hidden process, will lead you to either a next room or an exit. If you are brought to another holding cage, it will be worse than the first two cages in which you were held. This is a part of the hazing which takes place within the jail. No questions will be answered. Remember, you are a criminal.

Once you are chosen to exit the prison, it only gets worse until, for the last twenty minutes of your stay, it gets better. You will be brought to the ultimate hazing room – maybe it will be called the “Male Kick-Out Room” – where there are none of the amenities of the previous cages. It is basically the dirtiest place you have been. There are no windows. There is no phone. You know this must be the last cage because of how inhumane it is.

Then you will get booked out of jail and given your court date. This is the part of the process that, evidently, has held you up for so long.  But, it is not like you need your court date immediately because, since the courts have such a long backlog, you likely will not return for many months to see a judge.

SIDING WITH THE STATE

Also, expect for many of your friends, acquaintances, family members and colleagues to side with the State. Despite how enlightened they may seem, they still cannot fathom injustice taking place without a catalyst. There must be some reason, and no matter how minute or petty the reason for your incarceration is, they will turn on you.

How to stay out of jail? Simply submit. Do not mention that you know your rights. Knowing your rights is a punishable offense in-and-of itself in the New America.  Jails are the new projects, and they are spreading the globe. Forget the globalization of poverty , for the reality is the globalization of incarceration. If you want to be immoral and profit from the torture of your fellow human beings, feel free to jump on board the bull market of Corrections Corp of America. Here is the stock chart for seven years:

[Editor's Note: Justin didn't mention it, but the thing they charged him with was "trespassing"... inside a Las Vegas Hotel!  And, to make matters worse, he was suspended from his job for not showing up to work on the day he was incarcerated.  And, then in a few months, he'll have to travel at his own expense back to Las Vegas to face the charges or else he'll be a wanted fugitive.  This just goes to show how the USSA Police State can destroy lives.  All of this occurred because he spilled his drink.  Justin is already looking at coming down to Acapulco... a much freer place and where nothing like what he went through exists.]

Justin O’Connell is a frequent contributor to The Dollar Vigilante, who studied History and German Language at Linfield College in McMinnville, Oregon, where, in his spare time, he researched current events and their relationship to history. In his studies he has found that societies have been managed by philosophically-kindred ruling classes seeking persistently a singular, total order across the planet. Justin does not believe in government as a medium for human relationships, preferring instead the race of human ideas stemming from a diverse, vibrant culture. Currently, he is a proponent of physical silver as a means of wealth preservation and disobedience to the financial system, and lives in southern California. He writes at the Dollar Vigilante-inspired site, Silver Vigilante.

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