EVERY HILLBILLY JAIL I been in has at least one real life “Barney Fife,” and instead of doing their year or two in the jail before making it to patrol, they never leave. They are usually related to a high ranking member of the Sheriff’s Office and are appointed the simplest tasks, like the weekend shift. I have no idea what his name was but he was a half black, half CoonAss, light skinned goofy bastard who was always smiling with a couple of Gold teeth, and would love to get locked in the Women’s Wing himself. I was roughneck’n on oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico out of Houma, Louisiana, but I didn’t have a local address so I couldn’t go anywhere on the weekends. There was a man there doing a life sentence without parole for killing another man in a drunken dispute, who stayed out at the Motor Pool and had been there nearly twenty years. Went home every weekend in his own patrol car! You think I’m kidding you? Everything is ass backwards and completely possible in Louisiana… The Atlantic Esquire John Grisham The New York Times The New York Review of Books Publishers Weekly Outside Magazine The Times-Picayune Sun Herald Tennessee Williams thekingofmontana.blogspot/2012/11/i-almost-got-murdered-by-homicidal.html#!/2012/11/i-almost-got-murdered-by-homicidal.html
Posted on: Sat, 14 Sep 2013 19:10:26 +0000
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