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Mind Death

James Gregory Marlow

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Description:In 1999, Staff Lt. Lindsay and another Officer, S. Jackson, said they were going to kill a black inmate, Sammy Marshall. They said they were going to hang him or pepper spray him to death. The officers had been experimenting with the spray on me to see what reaction my body, my mind, and my mannerisms, would have, to see how far they could go without killing me. They used to tell me, “If you refuse to let us cuff you from behind and come out of your cell when ordered, it will show you have courage. We will leave you alone and give you peace, but we will have to pepper spray you. A group of officers will come into your cell and beat you down if you fight. If you don’t fight back, it will prove you have courage to everyone and we will stop messing with you.”I myself didn’t need to prove I had courage to anyone, but if it kept the guards off me and out of my food, I’d do it. I made them forcibly remove me from the yard. They were dragging me by my arms and I let them. I wasn’t going to fight what they were doing to me because that would give them reason to strike force upon me. Not one prisoner stayed outside to help me. The prisoners that were outside in the yard were cuffed and yelling at the guards. “He ain’t fighting back! What the fuck are you doing to him?” When they got me back into my cell, I got beat pretty bad, and pepper sprayed, and tasered by the guards. Then, the guards shoved me down and put me in a holding cell situation where I’d refuse the handcuffs again.One day the guards went to Sam Marshall’s cell. San Quentin cops had another prisoner, Sammy Names. Sammy Names flung hot water with piss on the guard as Names went to the shower. Just for having that name, “Sammy,” that gave the cops a reason to harass Sammy Marshall and to take his property away.The guards told him to back up to the food port, wanting to handcuff him up behind his back. The guards’ real intentions were to hang “Mr. Marshalls.” He got paranoid and refused to cuff up. He called in the name of Jesus, “Please don’t kill me.” He then tied his door shut with his sheet. The staff sprayed three whole cans of pepper spray into his cell until Sammy had a heart attack and died. Later that night, after Mr. Marshall’s death, the staff high-fived each other and said, “Good job.” And another Sergeant said, “Another man down. I love my job!”Sam Marshall was a fifty-one year old African American and an inmate on San Quentin's Death Row who had received a reversal two months before his untimely death on June 15, 1997. He was killed with three cans of pepper spray in his 4 x 11 room after tying his door shut so guards couldn't remove him. The only mention of his death was a brief report on TV that said he had died in the hospital. There was a sudden silence imposed by the guards at San Quentin regarding this death. Something was being hidden, but then, who would follow up on this anyway? He was just another "monster" crammed into a cage waiting to die on death row.To dose him with three cans of pepper spray was an act of intentional killing. They acted as his executioners, and knew they could with impunity because if there were ever an investigation it would be done internally and they would be found to have acted in accordance with a perceived threat.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Mind Death. To get started finding Mind Death, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed.
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Description: In 1999, Staff Lt. Lindsay and another Officer, S. Jackson, said they were going to kill a black inmate, Sammy Marshall. They said they were going to hang him or pepper spray him to death. The officers had been experimenting with the spray on me to see what reaction my body, my mind, and my mannerisms, would have, to see how far they could go without killing me. They used to tell me, “If you refuse to let us cuff you from behind and come out of your cell when ordered, it will show you have courage. We will leave you alone and give you peace, but we will have to pepper spray you. A group of officers will come into your cell and beat you down if you fight. If you don’t fight back, it will prove you have courage to everyone and we will stop messing with you.”I myself didn’t need to prove I had courage to anyone, but if it kept the guards off me and out of my food, I’d do it. I made them forcibly remove me from the yard. They were dragging me by my arms and I let them. I wasn’t going to fight what they were doing to me because that would give them reason to strike force upon me. Not one prisoner stayed outside to help me. The prisoners that were outside in the yard were cuffed and yelling at the guards. “He ain’t fighting back! What the fuck are you doing to him?” When they got me back into my cell, I got beat pretty bad, and pepper sprayed, and tasered by the guards. Then, the guards shoved me down and put me in a holding cell situation where I’d refuse the handcuffs again.One day the guards went to Sam Marshall’s cell. San Quentin cops had another prisoner, Sammy Names. Sammy Names flung hot water with piss on the guard as Names went to the shower. Just for having that name, “Sammy,” that gave the cops a reason to harass Sammy Marshall and to take his property away.The guards told him to back up to the food port, wanting to handcuff him up behind his back. The guards’ real intentions were to hang “Mr. Marshalls.” He got paranoid and refused to cuff up. He called in the name of Jesus, “Please don’t kill me.” He then tied his door shut with his sheet. The staff sprayed three whole cans of pepper spray into his cell until Sammy had a heart attack and died. Later that night, after Mr. Marshall’s death, the staff high-fived each other and said, “Good job.” And another Sergeant said, “Another man down. I love my job!”Sam Marshall was a fifty-one year old African American and an inmate on San Quentin's Death Row who had received a reversal two months before his untimely death on June 15, 1997. He was killed with three cans of pepper spray in his 4 x 11 room after tying his door shut so guards couldn't remove him. The only mention of his death was a brief report on TV that said he had died in the hospital. There was a sudden silence imposed by the guards at San Quentin regarding this death. Something was being hidden, but then, who would follow up on this anyway? He was just another "monster" crammed into a cage waiting to die on death row.To dose him with three cans of pepper spray was an act of intentional killing. They acted as his executioners, and knew they could with impunity because if there were ever an investigation it would be done internally and they would be found to have acted in accordance with a perceived threat.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Mind Death. To get started finding Mind Death, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed.
Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.

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