This is my first day as an incarcerated man. Today as to kill the extreme boredom sets in to start my own diary. Why I'm here? I was a driver for an underground crime syndicate and the tremendously good pay has all worked to nothing. I am here and that's all that matters when inside four walls and nothing but the insanity setting in for amusement, but what can I do! Nothing but sit here slowly going mad! I can no longer write as I am slowly going mad!
             I apologise about not writing for the last couple of days because I could no longer write. I have a cell mate Neil. For once I am glad about overcrowding prisons. At least the people are now slightly nicer towards me than they were a couple or days ago. They are bearable, as aposed to the prison guards. The idiots are using brutality as a weapon of choice as I suppose they can. A prisoner beaten to death is better than they being living in anyone's eyes are. I suppose we are the scum of the universe but then who can blame theme? There is a whole secret world which people don't know about that only true criminals know about a world where a broken rule or two doesn't mean anything. An almost godless religion based upon trust and mistrust of other criminals. They days gone past are a blur but today nothing exiting happened, more slop for food but I suppose I have to eat it, its better than staving!
             PS. Not so sure its better than staving
             Public opinion has changed. There was a time when being locked in a room with nothing but a Bible, and hard labor was the done thing. As opinion shifted, the approach was focused on rehabilitating criminals and that they were somebody's husband, brother, son, or parent. Currently, opinion is changing again towards punishment technique. This is due to crime, and the drug trade, and the expense of our prison systems. This is not good. I feel like I am trapped. I will not complain and say that I
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