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First Amend This!: An IDOC Newsletter, Dec. 2019

WELCOME to the special introductory AdSeg issue of First Amend This!: An IDOC Newsletter that addresses Idaho Corrections concerns.

This not-for-profit publication has been brought to you by The Captive Perspective and is presented in alliance with the Book of Irving Project. All issues are available online at bookofirving82431.com for your friends’ and loved ones’ reference. Be sure to have them check it out!

This publication aims to provide a reliable source of information for issues currently affecting our Idaho Department of Correction’s community. Because this is not a forum for personal problems, and because I’m paying for this mutha’, I reserve the right to censor that ass as needed. If that doesn’t hurt your feelings, ask others to link to the site or print and send a copy to wherever it’s appreciated. This effort is not of business, but of community.

Our Mission: To better develop the current state of Corrections.

The Idaho legislature shares our mission and welcomes your comments! Please feel free to send them your thoughts, attached to a copy of this publication.

Editor’s Note

Well, it looks like I’m the guy. That’s okay. I’ll do it. Because I have a genuine interest in re-uniting you with your loved ones, and seeing Corrections offer tools for success. But as I embark, please acknowledge my risk. Should you note I disappear or have my activities disrupted, know the universe favors both peaceful responses AND diligent inquiries: The best weapons are the questions that come with phone calls. Unleash them in every direction if and when the time comes.

I say this because after I was transferred from Idaho to Texas, I was approached by a group of inmates who informed me they refused a GEO Group staff request to silence my efforts. Because other inmates wouldn’t act against me, the employees did, and transferred my ass right back to Idaho. (Apparently GEO Group can’t hold a real man, or a decent grasp of the United States Constitution.)

Please also be reminded that I’m just trying to pay my debt to society over here. My efforts are nonpolitical in the prison context, and the only security threat I present to non-max facilities is that I’m trying to remodel our outdated system of betterment.

Thank you for understanding. Let’s get to work!

DECEMBER arrives with a presentation I have prepared for the Idaho Department of Correction’s Office of Professional Standards. My issue is with Grievance Policy 316.02.01.001, and how it allows employees to investigate themselves for misconduct.

I previously grieved this issue and requested the policy be adjusted responsibly. My grievance was denied, followed by the appeal, based on Warden Yordy’s interpretation of an issue outside of the grievance. The grievance itself was a result of Deputy Warden Tim Higgins and Contract Monitor Monte Hansen performing their own investigation of an allegation made against them, regarding an act of retaliation they were suspected of participating in. That they neglected to forward the complaint against them to the Special Investigations Unit, as required by IDOC Policy 150.01.01.006 (Administrative Investigations), illustrates the concern that others may also be experiencing issues holding our government employees accountable for misconduct.

This grievance doesn’t stand alone. I am in possession of other claims alleging Constitutional infringements that too were investigated by the people at the center of the claim.

While IDOC’s current grievance system allows up to three reviews of a complaint to take place, the first responder is generally the staff member whose actions or decision resulted in the claim. The second responder verifies the first response, and in doing so, almost ALWAYS checks the reiteration box for why actions were taken against you. That no further inquiry is provided forces one to use their appeal by simply restating the initial grievance. And that’s regardless of the documentation or policy knowledge provided to the first responder. The appeal then proceeds to a third review, who doesn’t always make themselves known. While the appeal review generally tends to provide more thorough deliberation, there is nothing holding them from ruling on your claim if they too are involved in the accusation(s). This clearly benefits the escape of culpability.

Our non-lawyers and unfunded are commonly told their ability to express concern expires with the grievance process. I disagree with this when IDOC has a state-funded Office of Professional Standards. So I’ve written this office a letter requesting their audience. If they are unwilling to provide it, what choice do I have but to ask others, who have access to telephones and emails and USPS, to voice these concern on our behalf?

One outside voice may be able to help 7,000 beating hearts better contribute to a shared future by allowing us to focus on personal growth, instead of concerns with staff and taking defensive precautions. As you read my letter, please consider the potential impact you might make with five minutes of followup effort behind me:

12-07-19

Dear IDOC Office of Professional Standards:

I have concerns I would like you to address regarding employee misconduct and a dereliction of duties. I’ve presented documents supporting my claims to several administrative outlets and exhausted all grievance options, with no offer of acknowledgement or concern. The reason I don’t present these complaints now is because we’re told, as inmates, our options to voice concerns stop with the exhaustion of the grievance process. But what happens when employees accused of misconduct thwart the grievance process by investigating themselves?

If I am unable to present my concerns directly to you, I’ll understand. And I’ll request public assistance from taxpayers far and wide who are capable of bypassing the grievance system in the quest to hold government employees accountable for their actions.

Preference?

Regards,
(Redacted) Irving 82431

Commentary:

Rallying outside assistance might not seem like a feat in itself, but try it outside of the public eye sometime. My own mother said she was going to write a letter to the IDOC office, and that was nine months ago. I say this laughing, but I imagine finding Mother in a Ben Stiller/Happy Gilmore situation, requiring outside intervention, and what her wheelchair-ridden face might look like when I respond with: “I’m sorry, Mom. I haven’t gotten around to writing that letter yet. But at least there’s Arts and Crafts.”

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I’m diggin’ this format. Let’s continue.

Another concern that needs to be considered by the Office of Professional Standards can be found in the November letter I sent to IDOC, regarding what policies our Idaho inmates are expected to live by while being housed on the Mexican border. It’s important to know what conduct your captive oppressors expect of you: Not having the structure policy offers is a recipe for disaster. Because it also outlines the conduct expected from corrections officers. If neither side is given access to operating instructions, well, that’s not much of an operation, is it?

And not for nothin’, but are those guys down there even alive?! Has anyone checked on them lately? If they are alive, I’m willing to bet they’re still dealing with all of Warden Barry’s shenanigans, despite Director Tewalt and Chief Page both being presented with documentation showing he lied during an official investigation conducted by Steve Darilek of the Texas Commission on Jail Standards. Whaaaat!? Shots fired!:

11-24-19

Re: Jack Fraser’s 8-27-2019 Memo

Dear Mr. Fraser:

Your statement regarding the Contract Monitor operating by Texas Minimum Jail Standards, as opposed to IDOC Policy 318, alludes to the fact that you failed to provide an adequate review of my group complaints.

Additionally, it is suggested that you are still unaware of GEO’s contractual obligations, as outlined by IDOC Agreement Number(s) A18-001, A18-002. This agreement is publicly available, received its final signature 6-18-2018, and clearly states: “The Contractor shall resolve all disciplinary infractions, from minor infractions to serious violations, in accordance with IDOC SOP 318.02.01.001…”

If we are to believe IDOC understands the contract they are managing, the second paragraph of your memo is a clear indicator that IDOC is aware they haven’t been holding GEO Group to said contract’s standards. The extensive documentation I previously presented you with clearly illustrates an event took place five months after the contract was signed, and was neither processed by TMJS 283.1, 283.2 or IDOC SOP 318. IDOC’s combined lack of interest and diligence in reviewing these materials is of concern to everyone.

Unfortunately, additional documentation emphasizing the basic lack of performance abilities between the Contract Monitor and their supervisors will now seek a more deliberative audience. This will end our communication.

Thank you for your understanding.

Regards,
(Redacted) Irving 82431

In entertainment news, someone got a new vagina from the 9th Circuit a few weeks ago. I wrote a poem about it. It’s called “Edmo’s New Vagina.” It appears to be making rounds this week. The poem that is. We’re still waiting on Consumer Reports for the vagina itself.

I’m gonna wrap this up by saying: Thank you for spending your poop break with First Amend This!: An IDOC Newsletter. Please come back for our next issue and be sure to visit the other materials made available at bookofirving82431.com.

Before I say goodbye with a song, I wish the holidays on all of you.

No Rain by Blind Melon

In friendship and incarceration,
(Redacted) Irving 82431

12-08-19

Next: First Amend This!: An IDOC Newsletter, Jan. 2020

Presenting to IDOC Office of Professional Standards — Please View: Potential Reader Assist Needed

12-07-19

Dear IDOC Office of Professional Standards:

I have concerns I would like you to address regarding employee misconduct and a dereliction of duties. I’ve presented documents supporting my claims to several administrative outlets and exhausted all grievance options, with no offer of acknowledgement or concern. The reason I don’t present these complaints now is because we’re told, as inmates, our options to voice concerns stop with the exhaustion of the grievance process. But what happens when employees accused of misconduct thwart the grievance process by investigating themselves?

If I am unable to present my concerns directly to you, I’ll understand. And I’ll request public assistance from taxpayers far and wide who are capable of bypassing the grievance system in the quest to hold government employees accountable for their actions.

Preference?

Regards,
Patrick Irving 82431
IMSI
PO Box 51
Boise, ID 83707
Messaging via JPay
bookofirving82431.com

Friends At Left Bank Books — Books to Prisoners Project

Dear Left Bank Books,

Thank you for the new round of books. I wasn’t expecting them, and was excited yesterday to see the delivery from you. I always laugh out lout at what you send me, because it’s all so fitting and inspirational for the Book of Irving Project. I hope you can take the time to view how it’s developing. I contribute all my progressions to thoughtful individuals such as yourselves.

Here is the pitch I’ve included in the last few hundred letters:

It started with a battle in a private prison on the Mexican border. It was a battle for basic human decency. I had to create a medium to capture the experience, and have since developed it into a model of civil discourse. Please take a moment to view my efforts: bookofirving82431.com. It’s creative.

So you can imagine how The Handmaid’s Tale, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, and Confessions of an English Opium-Eater may be influential to my work! I haven’t received much response yet but for a book or a letter here and there. That’s really all I need to keep me going.

I’d like to invite you to share my materials in any format and with edits. I also wish to reinforce how very much appreciated you are, and all the work that you do.

Holiday best!
Patrick Irving 82431
IMSI
PO Box 51
Boise, ID 83707

Blame Karl Friston

12-04-19

Dear Karl,

Festive Greetings!

This year’s uncontrolled Free Energy experiment has produced some inspiring results: From current isolation, I am experiencing an amplified perception of somatosensory stimulation, along with a verifiable level of heightened productivity. The density cluster created last year has transitioned into a more defined state, but still maintains fluidity. The majority of observers remain unknown and signalling attempts bring minimal returns. However, as I am unable to actively observe the results and adjust for noise, I find any return at all very promising!

Signals will be modified in the year ahead, see additional relay, and contain instructions on how to use free, existing scaffolding in the interest of mimicry. Additional benefits of symbiotic behaviors will also be made available with a focus on latent states — as opposed to those existing.

All in all, it’s a good year to be a nerd, Karl! I’ll forever be grateful to share this period of time with you.

No response is necessary.

Holiday best,
Patrick Irving 82431
IMSI
PO Box 51
Boise, ID 83707
bookofirving82431.com

Excessive Use Of Tort (Continued)

12-03-19

Dear Chief Page:

Thank you for being receptive to my issue regarding the tort. Your inquiry was certainly appreciated.

I wish to acknowledge Mr. Shedd for his effort to communicate the USPS issue and his attempt to resend the tort as noted — on or around 11-05-19. However, this very same tort (addressed as Legal Mail) was returned to me again, unsent, through institutional mail on 11-27-19, along with the denial of a request to copy grievances that had been placed in the Legal Box, the same way I’ve grown accustomed to these last eight months.

I should also point out that 11-27 is one day after your response was dated — the same response informing me the initial problem was fixed. And I’m now concerned where the tort was sitting for three weeks, if not with the USPS.

I can confirm the Secretary of State has acknowledged the handwritten copy of notice I sent using Institutional Mail — for the purpose of redundancy — the same day the IMSI Legal Center purportedly sent the original, complete with all documents supporting my claim. As I used the same address on both parcels, it is safe to assume the problem is not with me.

As always, I can’t help but mention how ridiculous it is that I must now file in Small Claims — while adding filing fees, labor efforts and unnecessary stress to Warden Yordy — in order to be compensated for what was an extremely well-documented and easily fixable issue. I am not beyond settling for the damage as it exists now, however, I won’t be holding my breath.

I would like to reinforce that your initial response to this matter was quite valued, and I hope someday to put this behind us. Because despite what others say, I happen to think you’re fantastic.

Holiday best!

Followup: INMATE CONCERN FORM TO CHAD PAGE 12-6-19

Irving 82431

I forgot to include this piece of information in our last correspondence: The very form the Legal Resource Center provides for Notice of Tort clearly states: “Claims must be filled within 180 days…” Whoever told you there is no deadline provided you with false information. If they are providing that info to others, they are putting them at risk of missing their deadlines. I hope you’ll find this as unacceptable as I do. The Grievance # is IM 190000484. I will make additional documentation available shortly. Thank you for your concern.

Patrick Irving 82431
IMSI
PO Box 51
Boise, ID 83707
bookofirving82431.com
Messaging via Jpay

 

Licentious Intentions: A Shipwreck (the dirty mick) Series, No. 3

Previous: Licentious Intentions: A Shipwreck (the dirty mick) Series, No. 2

“Morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, hooray!” Another glorious sunrise from my decadent urban chateau.

Every morning, right above my mattress, perched on the branch trying to grow through my window: Peepers. “Okay, guys. I get it: I’m alive.”

The three on the branch will multiply soon. They’ll come from far away. I’m known to them as the man who makes clouds. They’re known to me as a couple of funnies.

As a person whose limits are beyond the excess, I keep my quarters for living modest with temperance. My particular taste: shy of extravagant — because neighbors with questions can cramp my misdeeds.

I’m not a guy that wants to hang out. I’m not socially aching to showoff my things. What I want from others is to see my deterrents: I can hardly fit Me in my personal space.

My current location was secured with some difficulty. A poet might say that speaks of the times.

I never used to have problems befriending one renting. As king of specifics, I’m game to the keep. First or last name and any form of a number: yields the universal attraction by way of simple query. Any effort required is all in the peacock — let it happen naturally and you’ll check into mate:

“Is that a Georgia O’Keeffe print on your T-shirt?!”

“Damn right! And boy was it hard to find — I had to drive to Medford to get this.” Or wherever they have emotional ties.

“Medford, huh? My parents lived there.” But no longer appear in their family photos. “That’s a long drive.”

“Yeah, but it’s such an amazing exhibit. And since I was due for a visit to my cousin’s cricket farm” — a leaning confession, a whisper of guilt — “I just put Celine on repeat and let my chakra drive.”

Once a frown now upside down — would I mind if they shined me with love?

It only use to be that easy. Landlords nowadays, they don’t operate on hunch. They, too, know how to use Search. And beyond that, their grand-kids can pull up satellite imagery right on their walkie-talkies. The last thing my ego needs is some little punk bustin’ my pastel-lovin’ cover.

The landlord here I didn’t bond with. A young lady on my arm did, using my cash as enticement. We didn’t exactly bottleneck options. This place was found and chosen with haste. I was comfortable as hell in the arrangement I left. And the last time I said that was probably never.

The girl? — a remnant from a gig near past. Collecting her was forced adaptation: My friend had a thing — it required some work — and she was a product resulting.

Damage control is tricky business. If your old lady is exploring the option to witness, and my sleeping with her leads to her Civil Commit, your lawyer will explain the job I’ve done as one that discredits her testimony.

And if she was just thinking out loud — maybe I misunderstood — I kept her safe from herself and your friends, and she’ll be here when you come home for her later.

It’s not a preference. It’s not a mistake. And it’s not my case, it’s yours. I’m just the guy who’ll work your best interest using whatever unorthodox method is necessary.

If your twenty-year-old stepdaughter takes fancy while I’m questioning insidious characters, she’s probably best under wing until I sort them all out.

History speaks to my actions as man, and there’s time for apologies later.

Or maybe not. Like if both measures are taken while dealing with one extreme circumstance: Well, I wouldn’t expect to hear from you then.

The girl is gone now. But I still rock this spot because I dig the arrangement: Pay rent to the man who hosts invisible tenants, months in advance, more for less, and extra with no questions included.

I like to think of it as kind of a Bat Cave/halfway house.

In all the months that I’ve lived here, I’ve never even learned my own address. I make it a point not to exist to the mailman, and I keep my eyes crossed when I drive past the sign. My house numbers are hidden, as well as my street — and it’s taboo if you try to find either.

The nest is protected by a six-foot fence, perfect camouflage for my converted attachment. Where there use to be grass now lies pebbles — prevention from visitors approaching in stealth. There’s a lady that lives in the driveway camper, she keeps me a list of car makes and plates. Call it strange if you want, but I like the service. Her little projects work well for my sleep.

I can switch residences up to six times a year, and it’s not uncommon to keep two or three at a time. A room in this town, a studio in that one. Basement apartments and trailer park compounds, they all offer their own unique form of vantage.

I have utilities in my name, but not for my address. Nor for any other ever planning my visit.

I style my driver’s license photo in the look of “batshit crazy.” Run a check in the system and I live with my mom. Mom gets upset at the sight of my mail and I’m sure she’ll pick me off if she knows where I’m hiding.

Any research at all and it’s assumed I live homeless. That’s a benefit to me if you see me in cuffs: Police have no interest in cardboard boxes, and I have no interest in relinquishing toys.

My music credentials placate the neighbors, who are prone to raise eyebrows at curious frequents: Travel, women, excessively jeweled visitors carrying multiple duffels of nightmares and dreams…the list of scheduled obscurities can go on for long. Normal-type people don’t put up with that shit — unless being subjected to it by the mildly famous. And fame, my friend: it’s just a state of mind — anyone can pretend to be an asshole.

Every once in a while I’ll treat myself to a house. Something with three bedrooms, a yard, and double-car garage. These months are spent paying to keep rooms empty. And they’re followed by resentment when I fill them with girl.

To have a place in the house she pretends well with neighbors. Her friends can come and visit whenever they’d like. My friends are liabilities and thus not invited: I don’t need to be called by a name that rings bells from a thing that may or may not have happened to her cousin or brother. Moving’s expensive — why take the risk? No matter how many times I try to explain it, most my associates fail to understand.

To view my current habitat, you’d think I’m full of shit. Especially if it’s mentioned the things that I collect: Things like an antique soda machine — the kind with glass bottles — or a seven thousand dollar couch that I let tour with my friends. What kind of guy keeps office equipment for four with six hundred-pound bales of damiana in storage? — this kind. Couldn’t expect it.

I say that to say this: That shit’s no use to my daily routine. And when spread out properly, it can’t be attached to a localized circumstance. That’s why I let everyone have something of mine. Everyone.

So maybe it’s weird, my sleeping on the floor with this mattress. But I don’t even use the mattress for six months out of the year. That’s to remind myself the threat of a pinnacle hustle: One misstep can fall everything around me.

If it wasn’t for the fact that I find bad times subjective, it would feel a lot like cheating — how I embrace the good. It can all be confusing when I do bad things. But the bad things I do take care of good people. And that can mean taking good care of bad people. Which, ambiguously, happens to be one helluva good and bad time. You see? Subjective.

“Morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning, hooray!”

‘These guys.’ They always seem to find me wherever I move. They want me to get out of bed and start the performance. For as much as they talk I’m not very concerned. Because I know if they’re asked where I’m at, the best they can offer is this:

Beasts in the sky catch the eye while landing with aggression. Move opposite with benched approach, eleven your sense of direction.

Where blossoms the apples, the cherries and more, straighten your path to the city abhorred: An orient garden that flourished in past lies broken with traders that harvest in mass.

Make your way west, go cautious and slow. The constables here all itch for your blow. Now high tops a forest that’s taking you north — the smoke on this trail is not of import.

Scents of a baker are truly a treat, but dark-hour-fresh is risky in feat. The army wall will offer obsession — avoid it while bathing in salted confections.

A road to the hills changes its name, confusing a glance when made on the main. If flickering stars permit the advance, our avian brothers will guide you through land.

Wing a handshake that leads to another — avoiding the signs, the landmarks and numbers. His horse asleep afoots the path… park two blocks over and walk your ass back!

Yeah, they really can be a couple of fuckers.

Next: Licentious Intentions: A Shipwreck (the dirty mick) Series, No. 4

 

Surfing The Channels Of Oversight

1-24-19

Dear Idaho Personnel Commission:

It’s my understanding that you maintain a merit system for state employees. Is this something like an Office of Professional Standards? I represent a group of inmates that have concerns regarding employee conduct within the Idaho Department of Correction, and I’m hoping you can help direct me towards some form of oversight. I’ve exhausted every conceivable attempt to present well-documented issues directly with the Department itself.

Attached is a letter to Mr. Jack Fraser, dated 11-24-19, that may be able to provide some context. An exorbitant amount of supporting documents have also been made available at bookofirving82431.com.

Any information you’re able to provide will be greatly appreciated.

Thank you,
Patrick Irving 82431
IMSI
PO Box 51
Boise, ID 83707
Messaging available via JPay
bookofirving82431.com

Failure to Act: IDOC is Aware of GEO’s Noncompliance

11-24-2019

Re: Jack Fraser’s 8-27-2019 Memo

Dear Mr. Fraser:

Your statement regarding the Contract Monitor operating by Texas Minimum Jail Standards, as opposed to IDOC Policy 318, alludes to the fact that you failed to provide an adequate review of my group complaints.

Additionally, it is suggested that you are still unaware of GEO’s contractual obligations, as outlined by IDOC Agreement Number(s) A18-001, A18-002. This agreement is publicly available, received its final signature 6-18-2018, and clearly states: “The Contractor shall resolve all disciplinary infractions, from minor infractions to serious violations, in accordance with IDOC SOP 318.02.01.001…”

If we are to believe IDOC understands the contract they are managing, the second paragraph of your memo is a clear indicator that IDOC is aware they haven’t been holding GEO Group to said contract’s standards. The extensive documentation I previously presented you with clearly illustrates an event took place five months after the contract was signed, and was neither processed by TMJS 283.1, 283.2 or IDOC SOP 318. IDOC’s combined lack of interest and diligence in reviewing these materials is of concern to everyone.

Unfortunately, additional documentation emphasizing the basic lack of performance abilities between the Contract Monitor and their supervisors will now seek a more deliberative audience. This will end our communication.

Thank you for your understanding.

Regards,
Patrick Irving 82431
IMSI
PO Box 51
Boise, ID 83707
Messaging via JPay
bookofirving82431.com

Excessive Use of Tort

11-05-19

Dear Chief Page:

Recent tort claims sent to the State were returned “Not Deliverable As Addressed.” I submitted an “Access to Court” request asking to speak with the paralegal in an attempt to understand why. The paralegal refused my request while noting my problem with USPS has been addressed. Because it is my position that my problem using USPS, by way of IMSI’s Legal Resource Center, to access the courts most certainly was NOT addressed, I had to investigate this matter through other channels.

It’s with no pleasure I mention this stems from my property that was lost during my retaliatory transfer from Texas. Though an inordinate amount of documentation supporting my request for reimbursement was attached to my grievance, Mrs. Monte Hansen insisted I see Warden Yordy in Small Claims if I wish to collect my $133.77. While I don’t understand it, I’m happy to do it, and rack up the bill on the way.

Returning to the matter of the paralegal, I’ve decided to keep you posted during the course of my investigation and have attached some of the documents I’ll be journaling as a courtesy.

In friendship and incarceration,
Patrick Irving 82431
IMSI
PO Box 51
Boise, ID 83707
Messaging available via JPay
bookofirving82431.com

The receipts…

Notice of Tort form filing

IDOC Greivance response – page 1

IDOC Grievance response – page 2

Returned mail – Office of Idaho Attorney General

Returned mail – Office of Idaho Secretary Of State

IMSI – Returned mail justification denial

Did the letters actually get mailed?

Investigation request – Idaho Attorney General

Investigation request – Idaho Secretary Of State

Investigation request – Idaho Governor