After the incident in the library last week, Ereman was put in pre-hearing detention(PHD) to keep him out of general population while his disciplinary actions were being figured out. I heard a few times that he would be shipped off the unit, but that sure isn't what happened. In their infinite wisdom, the rank let him out of PHD with a verbal reprimand and moved him to a dorm right next to mine. Not the greatest concern for security around here.
I saw Ereman moving in as I came back to the dorm for my lunch break. Not wanting him to take retribution in any way, I asked a couple guys in my dorm to make sure he didn't come into our dorm for any reason while I was gone. Security is much more lax here than other places I've been, so I needed to put a little of my own in place to make sure nothing happens in the future.
When I came back from work, OJ said he wanted to talk to me, so I invited him into my cell. He had told me that he was going to talk to Ereman when/if he got out of PHD, and knowing OJ, I thought "talk" meant "lay hands on." When OJ said he had a "talk" with Ereman, I thought, "Oh no."
But OJ really did just use words, making sure Ereman knows that if anything happens to me, he would be found and made responsible. It's crazy having someone go to war for you, especially as a nonviolent person myself. As the day went on, more guys came to me pledging their help if things go sour.
I'm not used to situations like this so I called my dad for some advice. I felt bad that I broke up a good evening with worrisome news, but I was encouraged to keep the human buffer up and pray over the situation. I decided to go a little further and write a letter to Ereman explaining how I saw things, how I wanted to see him mature and that I don't mean any ill will to him.
I don't understand how he got off so easily or got his job back, but I'm going to so what I can to be an example of Christ to him, whether he wants to see love or not.
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