Saturday, September 26, 2009

Subconscious Oblivion

Smelling of body odor and urine, Bruce likes to smile and wave at me as he paces the ward and stares at various people. It hadn't taken much for the state to commit Bruce to the LRC.

Disturbing the peace was the crime he was charged with that had led to his most recent, most feeble legal confinement. Bruce had harassed his female neighbor. While in jail, he was observed talking and gesturing to somebody who wasn't there. He slapped a female correctional officer's buttocks, touched the woman's face, and caressed the woman's gloved hands after licking his own fingers, clearly displaying sexual inappropriateness. He was charged with third-degree sexual assault.

I wanted to play a card game with Bruce the other day, but he politely refused. I offered to sit with him for a while but, again, he politely shook his head and smiled suggestively.

Poor guy.

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