The Stoopid Epidemic of K2 in Nevada Prisons

Revolutionary Greetings,

I am writing this on the verge of my 5th release from prison on this sentence. I began doing time in 1976. I began this sentence in 1979. I mention this by way of context.

I have always occupied an anti-authoritarian if not outright revolutionary space. That space always required an awareness of material conditions and my relationship with it demanded a combat perspective and by extension, an unwillingness to expose weaknesses to the enemy, or reveal any vulnerability which may be exploited by any hostile agency.

I currently live on a tier with 57 other prisoners. Of these prisoners a sizable portion are users of spice, or K2, what is known here in NV as spig.

It is a daily occurrence that prisoners will sit at tables on the tier and smoke spig in direct and plain line of sight of cameras and enemy personnel.

Daily, these prisoners are so fucked up they fall off their chairs, throw up, have seizures, or need assistance to get to their cells. Apparently stoopid is the new cool.

Nobody seems to question why the guards allow it. They allow it because it is a tool of division. If you are too high to sit without falling off your chair, you are too high to write a grievance and definitely too high to defend yourself against a physical attack. To be in that state of inebriation in a prison environment is unconscionable.

The conditions in this prison are deplorable. The food is inadequate, staff unprofessionalism soars, open retaliation for grievances, deprivations of tier time and yard, outrageous canteen prices, while half the tier gets stoopid fucked up on the regular instead of waking up.

Spig is a very real problem here. I have been back about 8 months on a parole violation and it’s been epidemic in every unit and on every tier that I have been on.

Some of us have had the presence of mind to come together and organize but it’s a sad day when the oppressed openly invite and encourage and assist in their own oppression.

Hopefully, this is a transient stage, but it doesn’t appear to be improving.

Thankfully, those who will fight will always fight and those who will stand will always stand. Change has always depended on the few.

In struggle.