What would you do if you were sentenced a jail for a crime.
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Answer:
Be sure my will, health care documents, and business power of attorney was current and correct. Make arrangements for the indefinite care and housing of my pets. Speak with my children, every one, to be sure they never doubt that I love them, now and always. See to my car and home being cared for. Do something about my hundreds of books.
You can see that all this would take much more time than 24 hours, but because I know that if courts never made mistakes there would be no need for appellate courts, and because there are a lot of other lives involved, I would not have waited until after sentencing to carry all this to completion. So at the last, I would be seeing to it that my pets were already in place, the books in storage, and anything else that was planned was either done or nearly complete.
Going to prison is, in some ways, like dying. You just don’t want to wait until the last minutes.
Explanation:
At first, I would only inspect the whole of the prison, to get a better understanding of how the hell this place works, and I'd not indulge with my other prisoner mates until I make myself sure that I've learnt enough about the jail.
Then, I would go into the most crowded room. The dinner hall maybe, and would squat out a shít right in the middle, while maintaining eye contact with anyone I could. Marking my territory, y'know? And who's gonna tackle a dude squating out a deuce? Anyway, I would likely get disciplined for that, but I would continue to do it at any opportunity.
I would do it in a shared cell if I had one as well. Then, when I feel I'd made it clear that this was my town and I was ruling this frēakin' territory, I'd get myself a shiv. Nothing fancy, just a reliable shanking tool. I'd go around eating other people's food (Yeah, like a fréakàss BOSS), and shanking anyone who tried to stop me. Starting to make a name for myself now, people are going to know who runs the shít around here.
Pretty soon even the guards would be wary of me, probably leave me to do my own thing. No one's gonna want to get stabbed over a couple of french fries. Once I'd made a name for myself as the Gangsta' of the Jail, I'd unite all factions. Asians, whites, blacks. Nazis, Crips & Bloods, Triads. They'd all join to make one, super gang, with me at the head. Then eventually, we'd make the break. No way can a prison stop a full scale breakout if it's properly planned and executed, with each individual working as part of a unit.
Then we'd go to the nearest town, and pop out shíts at every public area, while keeping eye contact, of course that's the gargantuan rule. Then private areas, like houses and such. Make the population know that we run this town. After repeating the prison process and making an entire town a part of my gang, we'd go onto the nearest city, dropping deuces e'erywhere. You know the drill.
And then, HE WORLD!!