Prison being what it is, there are many shenanigans going on nearly every day. Usually they don't have any consequences for me, because I'm never involved. However, there are instances when the craziness gets so out of hand that it affects a mass of inmates. One of those instances occurred tonight.

The guard for our dorm came in to do a cell search. The guys in the cell to be searched had a bunch of tobacco and started flushing what they could with the door closed. The guard rushed upstairs and called to get the cell door opened pronto.

When the door popped open, one of the guys tossed a bag over the rail to a guy on the ground floor, who ran to his cell, shut the door and started flushing. As the bag flew over the rail, the guard ran down the stairs to the newly closed door and called to get it opened. Behind the shouting, I heard the high-powered flushes of our toilets. When the door opened, the guy was just standing there with a smile on his face.

After this humiliation, the guard called rank. Everyone in the dorm was marched into the hallway and strip-searched. We all waited in the hall while a squad of officers tore apart our dorm, tossing stuff all over our cells. About thirty minutes passed before we were allowed to go back in. Even then, we went straight to our destroyed cells and were told that we would be locked down for the rest of the night.

The stupidest part is that because none of the tobacco was captured, the guys won't get in trouble and they will stay in the dorm to repeat their actions.