The prisoners for better security against conversation shall have a canvas bag put over the head of each and tied around the neck, with a holes for proper breathing and eating, but not seeing.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
You are a free woman, and then you become a prisoner, and you receive all kinds of orders. Sit here, stand there. That's it. You just, you don't have the possibility of even moving to take your bag without asking for permission.
It's a monstrous idea to put people in prison and keep them there.
All the asylum clothing is made by the patients, but sewing does not employ one's mind. After several months' confinement the thoughts of the busy world grow faint, and all the poor prisoners can do is to sit and ponder over their hopeless fate.
Personally, I think tying garbage bags around your head and hands is overkill.
The other inmates stand in a long straight line, flanked by guards, and I am dragged past them. I do not respect them, because they will not run - will not try to escape.
On some days in prison you might just need to get out of there, but on some days - not all days, but some - you might be able to see the sky and see the blue in it.
I believe you can frighten people without showing their heads caved-in.
If a man empties his purse into his head, no one can take it from him.
The prisoners eyed the clothes some time, and laughed a good deal among themselves before they put them on.
The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.