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Two large ponds were dug and created by the inmates of the Ontario Reformatory (“O.R.” to locals), later renamed the Guelph Correctional Centre. They connected to, and were filled by the nearby Eramosa River. Ithas become a favourite fishing spot for locals.
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Inmate #AZ2403
While standing on the rocks watching a southerly front bare down on La Perouse I couldn’t help but look at the scene unfolding before me and recall a documentary I watched a few years ago about the infamous penitentiary – Alcatraz.
The documentary spoke about the solitude of Alcatraz, the frightening reverberations that thunder and lightning would make through the prison and about the many failed escape attempts.
Whilst it is confirmed that three inmates did escape in 1962 on a small inflatable raft many who know the story would also be aware that, to this day, the FBI have been unable to confirm if they survived their quest or not.
The only inmate to successfully swim to shore was inmate #AZ2403 - John Paul Scott. Unfortunately for him, he was captured shortly after making land.
Did the Anglin brothers and Frank Morris actually escape the island and survive? Who knows! It’s a cool story none-the-less.
I’m undecided if I like this image or not.
In-fact, this was the first image I had shot during the storms that ravished Sydney last week but I have held off posting it until now as I simply didn’t connect with it as well as some of the other images I had shot. Despite that it still tells a great story about magnitude of these storms and the sheer brilliance of the lightning that illuminated our city for those few days.
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Today is Monday but it feels like any other day …. I absolutely lost track of time lol Today we are celebrating red as a color of a day at Color My world Daily Group. And at Macro Mondays the theme is shadow…
So, here is my contribution to these amazing Flickr Groups. Just for the record, my tiny black bicycle is about 2,5 cm long and I have it in several colors.
When you are reading this, I’m probably still a little bit off because of my double Easter celebration via FaceTime with my family and my in-laws. Yes, there was a lot of gin & tonic involved (you know me, I could not resist;-)).
Thank you so much for all your comments, Easter wishes, favs, positives toughs and your general support!! I will be back tomorrow with another picture and perhaps another story …
Thank you very much and I wish you and amazing day my friends!!
Dress and hat : :: ANTAYA :: Prison dress "Bonnie" At Engine room. Opening later today.
Male outfit and hat : :: ANTAYA :: Prison outfit "Clyde" At Engine room. Opening later today.
Hair : [Ginko Hair] #189 Hair. At Engine Room.
Head : lel evox / AVALON 4.0
Face Tattoo : Rubedo - Skarina. At Engine Room.
Decor :
DRD - Killer's Cabin - Shackles
DRD - Salem - Salem's jail - Shackles
Dirty Rat - Bunk Bed
Backdrop : VARONIS - DuskHall Cells
From my 2017 archives. Forlorn tiny inmate bedroom cell at Z Ward, where the criminally insane of Adelaide were locked back in 1885. The criteria for being an inmate was having committed a crime and posing a danger to others and/or themselves due to insanity.
I currently work at a non-profit organisation that provides support service to the intellectually disabled. We have come a very long way since the days of Z Ward. Today the Australian National Disability Insurance Scheme promotes individual rights to freedom of expression, self-determination and decision-making, and actively prevents abuse, harm, neglect and violence. This is further enforced by the NDIS Quality and Safeguards Commission.
A nice bit of detail in the gate to the infirmary at the old Eastern State Penitentiary. Corrosion and decay are everywhere in this place. It's a non-stop battle to keep a 185-year-old prison from turning into dust.
The Iwahig Prison and Penal Farm (est. 1904), located in Puerto Princesa, Palawan, Philippines, is a unique correctional facility known for its open-prison concept. Inmates are allowed to work on the vast 45,000-hectare land, engage in farming, fishing, and other trades.
The facility's rehabilitation program emphasizes work and reintegration into society. Inmates earn wages that can be used to support their families and save for their release.
We were able to visit the colony with an International Press Card.
Nowadays Iwahig has become a tourist attraction where visitors can interact with inmates, purchase handicrafts made by them, and witness the unique prison environment.
Original: Konica Autoreflex T4 (SLR - 1978)
Scanned slide edited with PSE 24 and DxO Nik filters.
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The Iwahig Prison and Penal Farm (est. 1904), located in Puerto Princesa, Palawan, Philippines, is a unique correctional facility known for its open-prison concept. Inmates are allowed to work on the vast 45,000-hectare land, engage in farming, fishing, and other trades.
The facility's rehabilitation program emphasizes work and reintegration into society. Inmates earn wages that can be used to support their families and save for their release.
We were able to visit the colony with an International Press Card.
Nowadays Iwahig has become a tourist attraction where visitors can interact with inmates, purchase handicrafts made by them, and witness the unique prison environment.
Original: Konica Autoreflex T4 (SLR - 1978)
Scanned slide edited with PSE 24 and DxO Nik filters.
Food slot where stainless steel trays were passed to inmates from the kitchen. Nowadays, in prisons it is no longer permitted to give metal utensils or trays to inmates. -@Old Jail Museum (Check tag for more photos)
Some staff in charge of the actual tours on the building had encounters with the supernatural. From swinging ropes on the gallows, noises on the kitchen, orbs and voices.
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Hello my Flickr Inmates!!
I hope everyone had a great weekend and you are ready for another lockdown week to start!
Today we are celebrating plastic at Macro Mondays and red is the color of the day at Color my World Daily.
After, her alone time on the top of her mountain (see yesterday’s picture) Red Lady had eventually to go back to her family and her lockdown life. Once at home she decides to explain to everyone in her house how to properly wash their hands.
Of course, for some it was more difficult than for others. Mr. Plastic Dino was truly lost in the whole process… His hearing wasn’t that good so Red Lady had to climb 3 plastic legos to reach his level and talk normally without screaming like crazy…
Also, he had really short arms… He wasn’t able to see what he was doing, and which part of his hand was clean, and which wasn’t… He was almost on the verge of a nervous breakdown… Poor Dino was crying hysterically and moving his small arms in an attempt to rub his hands together, but it was physically impossible.
So Red Lady thought of a solution. Instead of washing his hands like a doctor, why not put them in a water with soap and then ask someone to rub them for you…Yes, we all know that dinosaurs aren’t the most pleasurable thing to touch but maybe if you ask someone politely and you offer something in exchange, it will be possible. Mr. Dino was thrilled, he had a list of 5 people he could ask to rub his hands, including Red Lady. He offered her a bottle of sherry for each day of washing hands … Since you have to wash your hands very, very often and it is a lot of work for everyone, she asked for 2 bottles of sherry per day. Mr. Dino agreed but they didn’t shake hands to seal the deal (both of them didn’t want to wash their hands again), they just recorded the whole agreement on the recorder Lady Red had always in her purse.
So, after that, Red Lady climbed down her plastic ladder, put everything back in her plastic purse and ran to her dining room / lockdown time office, for another video meeting with her coworkers!! It starts in 2 minutes!!!
See you later my friends! Thank you so much for all your lovely comments / favs/ general support / happy thoughts / positive vibes!! It is truly appreciated! I sincerely hope everyone is all right and you all have everything you need to survive this with a smile! Have a great day and see you soon!!
It was an inmate rebellion without a plan, without leadership and without goals. There were few heroes, plenty of villains and many victims.
When State Police marched into the Penitentiary of New Mexico on Feb. 3, 1980, they didn't retake the prison from rioting inmates so much as they occupied the charred shell after the riot had burned itself out.
Thirty-three inmates were found dead inside -- some of them horribly butchered by their fellow prisoners.
The emergency room at St. Vincent Hospital in Santa Fe was overwhelmed with more than 100 inmates -- some beaten, others suffering from drug overdoses.
Eight of the 12 guards who had been taken hostage were treated for injuries. Surprisingly, none of the guards was killed.
It was a black mark on New Mexico history as the nation was captivated by the horror stories that dribbled out of
Santa Fe. The riot began in the early morning hours of Saturday, Feb. 2, when guards entered dormitory E-2 on the south side of the Prison. The door to the dormitory wasn't locked, in violation of prison security procedures. Neither was a hallway gate that led to the prison control room. Four guards were taken hostage during the first few minutes of the riot.
In all, there were 15 guards on duty inside the prison that night, supervising more than 1,100 inmates.
Inmates rushed down the main corridor and broke the shatterproof glass at the control center. The guard on duty fled, leaving behind keys that could open most of the prison gates and doors.
The inside of the prison became a nightmare of violence. One Associated Press reporter later described it in a story distributed worldwide as a "merry-go-round gone crazy."
Fires were set. Inmates ripped out plumbing fixtures, flooding parts of the prison. Other inmates got into the infirmary and began taking drugs. Others began hunting their enemies, and found them.
The National guard at the Penitentiary
Sometime around 8 a.m. that Saturday morning, inmates began using tools from the prison to gain access to cellblock 4, which housed the "snitches" and inmates in protective segregation. The "snitches" met a horrible end.
One was hung from the upper tier of the cellblock, another decapitated. Most of the 33 inmates killed were from the segregation unit.
Early Saturday morning, fitful negotiations began with some inmate leaders. Ambulances shuttled the dead and injured to St. Vincent. Smoke poured out of the prison gymnasium.
It became clear later that neither the inmates nor the state had a single spokesman during the negotiations. Eventually, inmates made 11 basic demands. Some concerned basic prison conditions like overcrowding, inmate discipline, educational services and improving food. They also wanted outside witnesses -- federal officials and the news media.
Hostage guards were released. Some of the guards had been protected by inmates; others were brutally beaten. "One was tied to a chair. Another lay naked on a stretcher, blood pouring from a head wound," a Journal reporter wrote. Negotiations broke off about 1 a.m. Sunday and state officials insisted no concessions had been made. But the riot, fueled by drugs and hate, was running out of gas.
Later Sunday morning, inmates began to trickle out of the prison, seeking refuge at the fence where National Guardsmen stood with their M-16s. Black inmates led the exodus from the smoldering cellblocks, staying in groups large enough to defend themselves from other inmates.
It was over.
From the Attorney General's Report
Shortly before 2 a.m. Saturday, Feb. 2, 1980, inmates at the Penitentiary of New Mexico near Santa Fe overpowered four correctional officers ... in a medium security dormitory. The inmates rushed through the open dormitory door and, within minutes, captured four more officers.
Using keys taken from the officers, inmates freed fellow prisoners ... then moved through an open grill gate to the administrative area ... smashed their way into the main control center (and gained) access to every part of the main penitentiary building where 1,157 male inmates were under the custody and care of 25 correctional employees.
In the 36 hours that followed, 12 officers were held hostage, some of them beaten, stabbed and sodomized. Thirty-three inmates died at the hands of fellow prisoners, some of the victims were tortured and their bodies mutilated. At least 90 other inmates were seriously injured in the riot, suffering from drug overdoses or beatings, stabbings and rapes inflicted by other convicts. Most of the inmates had escaped to the outside of the walls by the time the riot was over.
Prison officials communicated with inmates throughout the weekend in an effort to negotiate the release of the hostage officers and the surrender of the inmates. By 1:30 p.m. Sunday, Feb. 3, 1980, the violence had spent itself; police and National Guardsmen retook the penitentiary without resistance.
(copied form the ghost huntes of NM website
Each bedroom cell had a fairly large glass window looking out into the garden, with an open pane for airflow.
This window is missing its metal screen probably because the room was for a staff member. Another difference was the direction in which the door opened - outward for inmates, inward for staff.
Z Ward was a separate building at the Glenside Mental Hospital that catered for the criminally insane. The criteria for being an inmate was having committed a crime and posing a danger to others and/or themselves due to insanity. Built in 1885, it is now empty and preserved by the National Trust.
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Inmate: Alejandro N. CDCR#V30780, was previously was part of a prison firecrew but was sent back after he was implicated in new crimes. Nunez has a long violent arrest record and is associated with violent gangs from the Los Angeles area.
IN THIS PICTURE: Alejandro just after being transferred.
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Sen. Connie N. Johnson (far right, second row) with female inmates who helped set up the Capitol Christmas tree
Sen. Connie N. Johnson Says Removing Governor from Parole Process Will Reduce Prison Overcrowding
Sen. Connie N. Johnson on Thursday testified before a House Interim Study Committee on removing the Governor from the parole process and provided information on the status of the Second Chance Act, which was recently approved with broad bipartisan support by the U.S. House.
The Second Chance Act would authorize $55 million in block grants to assist states in successful offender re-socialization, transition and return to civil society.
“Under the Second Chance Act, Oklahoma is uniquely positioned to begin addressing the problem of a perpetually over-crowded and economically unsustainable prison population,” said Johnson, D-Oklahoma City. “The Act received veto-proof passage in the U.S. House, and is expected to receive the same level of bipartisan support from the U.S. Senate.”
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ANOMALY: TINEA MALITOSA
CLASS: EARL
INCURSION DATE::04.23.1995
▒▒▒▒ WRITTEN TRANSCRIPT APPROVED BY SOMNICORP COMMUNICATIONS DIRECTOR ▒▒▒▒
Observation Notes from Dr. Liam Harkin of the Department of Oneiric Ontology:
04.28.1995
"Toby Williams seemed to have harbored a great deal of animosity and resentment towards his Department Manager, Harvey Sanderson, for alleged worker misconduct. HR files indicate numerous complaints about Mr. Sandersons apparent dereliction of duty and often taking credit for most of his subordinates' work.
The lower levels of The Bureau where Mr. Williams worked -coincidentally - was located under the ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ which seemed to have elevated any psychological and emotional energies. So much so, that the level of anger Mr. Williams seemed to have had towards his superior, manifested and influenced Subject 0's psyche. The EDA Tinea Malitosa were born from these immense energies and corrupted the mind of Mr. Williams.
After learning and being charged in the death of his Team Lead, Mr. Williams stated that although he disliked Mr. Sanderson he never meant him any physical harm, but he felt this unnatural compulsion to enact his frustrations. Although he said he'd always come to the realization that it was wrong and would stop himself. As of his arrest and detainment in our corrections facilities, he seems to have no recollection of how the murder took place, but forensic evidence implicating Mr. Williams is substantial.
Mr. Williams vividly recalls each time he'd find himself being annoyed with Mr. Sanderson's lazy behavior, like napping on the job, Mr. Williams would feel a sharp pain around his temples and behind his eyes. MRI scans showed something unsettling and remarkable.
His amygdala was encased in some sort of chrysalis or cocoon. We will have to proceed cautiously as this is the first instance of parasitoidism observed in EDAs. "
05.15.1995
"On the morning of 05.15.1995, Mr. Williams was rushed to Medical after experiencing excruciating head pains when the lights of the holding cells were turned on. Other inmate witnesses stated he began frantically clawing at his face; screaming that something was trying to come out of his head. In his panicked frenzy, he threw himself into one of the walls of his holding cell and began repeatedly bashing his face against it. By the time guards could intervene, he was found face down on the floor of his cell in a pool of his own blood. He'd severely broken his nose and fractured his forehead. When guards turned him over to attempt CPR, they noticed an abnormality beginning to escape the open wound on his forehead. They almost appeared to be wings that slowly unfurled themselves. The guards immediately called for Legemeton Support. After sealing protocols were concluded and Mr. Williams was stabilized in our medical facilities, it was determined that the EDA that was gestating around his amygdala had emerged into some sort of psionic moth who's wings burst through his face. MRIs showed the creature is too intertwined with his brain to attempt surgical removal. Mr. Williams is comatose but in stable condition. Against my protests for a dignified termination of life, Dr. Hywell has suggested we keep Mr. Williams for further study and continue to allow him to be the EDA's host. It is my belief that - for whatever reason - on that day, the light compelled the creature to awaken much like how parasites in mantids encourage their hosts to drown themselves to continue their life cycle in the water. Candidly, since we've decided to contain Mr.Williams and the Malitosa, moth infestations have been a lot worse... it's EXTREMELY frustrating..."
Lago di Braies / Pragser Wildsee with Seekofel (2810m)
when all the crowds of tourists - who come here (since a TV series with Terence Hill) and spoil the tranquillity of this place by taking selfies - when they have disapperead, in the late evening or early morning, you can find some silence and tranquillity even at this place.
in 1945 some prominent inmates of the Nazi regime were kept here by SS and then rescued by german officer Wichard von Alvensleben, liberated by the allied foces and recovered in the hotel at the lake
The original building was completed in 1864 and was reopened in 2013 to serve as the administrative wing of Bridgepoint Active Healthcare, a rehabilitation hospital located adjacent to the jail. Prior to its adaptive reuse as part of a healthcare facility, the building was used as a provincial jail for remanded offenders and was officially known as the Toronto Jail. The jail originally had a capacity of 184 inmates, and it was separated into an east wing for the men and a west wing for the women
The History of the Ohio State Reformatory:
"The cornerstone laid on November 4, 1886 evolved into this magnificent Chateauesque structure. Cleveland architect Levi T. Scofield designed the Ohio State Reformatory using a combination of three architectural styles; Victorian Gothic, Richardsonian Romanesque and Queen Anne. This was done to encourage inmates back to a "rebirth" of their spiritual lives. The architecture itself inspired them to turn away from their sinful lifestyle, and toward repentance
The Reformatory doors were opened to its first 150 young offenders in September 1896. After housing over 155,000 men in its lifetime, the doors to the prison closed December 31, 1990.
Today the Ohio State Reformatory Historic Site receives visitors from all over the world. Every year tourists, movie buffs, thrill seekers and paranormal investigators walk through the halls of this majestic structure.
SOURCE: www.mrps.org/
Ghostly History of OSR
As reported by News Channel 4, Columbus, Ohio 1997
Stone walls and iron bars they're still here, but what of the humanity, if you can call it that, of the old Ohio State Reformatory at Mansfield. What of the 154,000 inmates who passed through it's gates in it's 94 years as a working prison. Not to mention their keepers, the Wardens, and the Guards, the gravediggers, and the rest, what of them remains? As it turns out, more than you might think. No matter what their crime, some sent to Mansfield have never left. They rest unclaimed in a cheerless graveyard just outside the fence. 215 numbered markers laid out row on row. Most were victims of disease, influenza, tuberculosis, but some died of less natural causes; From the violence, that is all to common inside any prison and was far from unknown in this one. And the worst of it occurred well away from the main cell block with their rows of cages stacked tier on tier, and inmates, one or two to a cell. There were too many eyes, too many witnesses here, no the worst of it was reserved for a far lonelier place, deep beneath the prison ground. A place called local control, or solitary, by some, known by everyone else as the hole. Near total isolation can crack all but the toughest of cons, but none was so alone that there wasn't room for death. At least one inmate managed to hang himself, another set himself on fire, once two men left too long in a single tomb like cell, only one walked out, leaving his cellmate's body behind, stuffed beneath a bunk. Could there be other similar surprises? Or words left over from the days before the prison closed? Even when they're empty, some swear something walks these halls. It isn't enough for contemporary visitors not to wonder off alone while sight seeing, what‘s become one of Mansfield's more popular tourist attractions. But the bloodiest single incident in the old prison's history occurred outside it's walls. In July 1948, when the Reformatory's farm boss, his wife and daughter were kidnapped and shot to death by two parolees bent on revenge. A six state manhunt for the so called mad-dog killers ended in a shootout that left Robert Daniels of Columbus in custody and his partner, James West dead. "I'll get the Chair" Daniels told police as he signed the confession. And on January 3rd, 1949, he did. A year later in 1950 disaster struck again. This time, here in the living quarters of the Warden himself. The Warden's wife, removing a jewelry box from a closet shelf dislodged a pistol from it's hiding place. When it hit the floor, the gun went off inflicting a fatal wound. And within the decade, even more bad luck. The Warden, hard at work in his office, suffered a heart attack and died. All this was nearly 40 years ago and more, how then to explain the voices shaken tour guides swear they hear today? Man and woman talking, to faint to understand, to persistent to ignore and chilling to listeners who think they're alone, only to find themselves apparently eavesdropping on the warden and his wife locked forever in an endless conversation from beyond the grave.
Just finished Return to Arkham City last night, and I wanted to make some of the people that you see while roaming Arkham City.
From L to R:
Penguin Thug, Armored Joker Thug, and a Political Prisoner.
I've been sitting on the Knife Guy for a while now, and since TheMooseFigs recently did an amazing Arkham City Barf, I thought that I'd make the main Joker thugs from Arkham Asylum. And this is my 200th photo, so that's pretty good. Also yes. This is the MOC from three weeks ago. And sorry for tagging you, but I hope this "inspires" you to make some from A.A. :)
Heavily decayed was have left piles of debris in the sinks of a patient bathroom of an abandoned asylum for the insane. In order to get to some areas of the building, we were required to go up a level, then back down a different staircase due to major floor damage where some areas had completely caved in. The main floor had large wood joists that have finally given way after 150 of use & 20+ of those years having been abandoned & open to the elements. This is truly a sad place but at the same time I find it absolutely beautiful! The Second Empire Architecture is breathtaking but even more so is how nature is having it's effect on it & slowly reclaiming it. There really isn't any vandalism here, just nature doing its thing!
This asylum, which opened in the last quarter of the 1800's was setup to provide better treatment for those who were unable to care for them self. Rather than being locked away in squalid conditions in an almshouse, this faculty promised better care for those who could not "fit in" to every day society. Like all asylums, significant budget cuts lead to overcrowding & deplorable treatment of patients. Then, after a expose in the 1970's by Geraldo Riveria, the wheels were set in motion to start the closing of this & all other facilities. Today this particular building along with several on the grounds have been left to rot with significant structural damage. Although the history of this place is quite sad, the building itself was at one time quite beautiful & it's sad that is now beyond repair.
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Inmates from the Jefferson County Jail unload bails of hay for cattle, as pastures are still filled with flood water from the storm surge of Hurricane Ike September 17, 2008 in Jefferson County Texas, Texas. Hundreds of cattle have died and more are expected die after drinking the brackish water. Hurricane Ike caused wide spread damage and power outages on the Texas coast. (Photo by Mark Wilson/Getty Images)