Part III: I Know How To Beat A Polygraph From My Time in Prison Where the Guards Were More Criminal Than Their Charges


Women at the Women’s Community Correctional Center in Kailua, Hawaii, and the Oahu Community Correctional Center, in Honolulu, Hawaii saw women who went before them and did what people always say is wise. They tried to learn from history and take lessons from those who came before them. And women who came before them knew how to take advantage of the law that labelled them as victims if they had sex with guards. They seduced said guards with promises of eternal silence only to keep stained garments that had incriminating DNA. The promises of silence were uttered while the garments were being secreted for the return walk and cursory pat down before transitioning into the housing module.

Did anyone feel bad for men who were just looking for meaningless encounters that they paid for with candy or make up? The common response, in pidgin: if you no like, next time, no come jail. This statement was made to anyone, staff or inmate, who complained about the conditions because, what else could one expect in a place meant to mete out and receive punishment? On the mainland, a commensurate statement would have been, if you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen. Women took full advantage of dirty guards, but they did not respect people who were disloyal to their affiliates. Equally important was the absolute certainty that any betrayals inflicted were done to those who would do the same if given the opportunity. In fact, in the eyes of the law, these guards were deemed rapists. These men were victimizers guilty of crimes more serious than the misdeeds that had brought the women under their control. So who were the real the criminals.

In my biased opinion, this hard boiled view is right on the money. After talking to the women in prison it is my belief that if you are looking for victims, the women’s prison is where you will find them. Compared to many of the women, my life with people who adopted me but hated me, was an embarrassment of riches that I should feel grateful to fall into.


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