*~BlOgGiN' wHiTe TrAsH~*

A couple of nights ago C* and I were watching Ghost Adventures on the Travel Channel on this particular episode they were at the old WV prison and one of the stories they mentioned was about an inmate who died from a drug over dose. C* was puzzled about how that could happen (obviously she hasn’t been paying attention when we watch ‘Lockup’ on MSNBC!) she’s been under the impression that prison is just that, prison. You can’t get drugs. I told her, yeah, they can smuggle drugs in all sorts of ways, even though the CO’s have procedures and try to keep up with all the new ways of getting drugs smuggled in, it’s pretty much a game of wits & they keep coming up with new ways to get and do what they need. In fact, during the time my (estranged) Husband has been in prison, he’s personally known 2 people who have died from a drug overdose. C* looked at me, scrunched her face up and said; (referring to how inventive, creative and capable of complex thinking and doing we as an entire species are, not just prisoners with too much time on their hands) “Human’s are just a bunch of animals that can do too much! We know too much for our own good!”
I sat back, proud and satisfied that she just might come through this insane shopping, partying and MTV obsessed teenager thing with some intelligence after all.
It took me at least 10 years longer than her to realize the same thing.