The wayback machine did it for me. Here goes!
TIBOOL'S PICTURES
by
Joe Doe
Although I don't do endorsements, I have enjoyed the pictures from
Tibool on womenschaingang.com. Although the scenarios are a lot
rougher than my stories, I have particularly enjoyed his two
"voluntary incarceration" stories: the reporter who goes undercover
on the "Southern Chain Gang" and the wife who "plays prisoner" in
"The Mine."
The link below shows my all time favorite picture of an undercover
assignment gone dreadfully wrong:
http://www.chainganggirls.com/images/tib36.jpg
The man and woman were once peers, or nearly so. Did she flirt
with him? Did he ask her out on a date, only to have her refuse?
Did she beg and plead to convince him of the wisdom of her
undercover assignment? No matter. Her power is gone, and now
he is in charge.
I love the contrast between the relaxed, confident pose of the
man versus the tense, worried posture of the despondent female
reporter, who is casually being informed that her undercover
assignment is going to last much longer than planned.
His clothes identify him as a successful professional, while her
humiliating uniform marks her to all the courthouse spectators as
a common criminal. He's clean and well-groomed, while she is
dirty and disheveled. He is elegantly dressed, while she wears
a tattered, revealing prison rag. He wears polished dress shoes,
while she is barefoot, with her heels raised, as if trying to
protect her dainty feet from the freezing marble floor. He wears
dark socks, while her ankles are ulcerated with the sores from her
chain gang shackles. His hands are free, with his arm resting
nonchalantly on his briefcase, while she, her wrists humiliatingly
restrained, fretfully rubs her hands together. He talks; she
listens. He leans back, she leans forward. She looks up at him;
he looks down at her.
This is a great picture.
Oddly enough, this could almost be a picture from one of Lakewood's
most recent stories, "UNIFORMS." I enjoyed that story very much,
and thought that Lakewood and Anonymous did a great job. Lakewood
had said there was a "twist" at the end, so I was sort of hoping it
was his wife, and I was glad that it was.
If I had written the story, I probably would have written it from
the point of the wife's transformation -- she starts off in the
lofty position of the warden's wife, and whiles away her time
observing the toiling prisoners. Her husband uses fake ID to get
her admitted as a prisoner, and then watches as she is subjected
to the humiliation of "processing." Of course, that would be a
different story. Hmmmmm.
Speaking of other stories, if Tibool is so inspired, here are some
scenarios for him to consider.
METHOD ACTING: A smug, famous Hollywood actress cast as a prisoner
decides to cinch her Oscar by going undercover on a chain gang,
ostensibly to "research her role," but in fact as a publicity
stunt. A studio lawyer makes the arrangements with the Sheriff
and accompanies her to the prison. Much to her embarrassment,
her amused lawyer watches as she is stripped, shackled, and put
to work.
No one knows who she is, and, after a few days on the chain gang,
she is surprised when her lawyer doesn't come back to rescue her.
She sneaks off to use a phone, and discovers the lawyer who
arranged her imprisonment was fired in a studio shakeup. She
tells the Sheriff what happened, and he tells her that's too bad,
because the deal was she was "to be treated like any other
prisoner" until her lawyer came to release her. The Sheriff hangs
her up by her ankles and paddles her for using the phone.
GROUND BREAKING RESEARCH: A prissy, snobbish Harvard professor
takes note of the large number of women arrested in a particular
area, and decides to visit the prison as research for her book on
female criminology. She is given a VIP tour. A law-and-order
type, she approves of the chain gang's harsh methods, but is
dismayed when the prisoners don't answer her demeaning questions.
("Can you read and write? How often do you bathe? Have you been
deloused? Were your parents criminals? I noticed the marks on
your back. What lesson did you learn from your whipping?")
The prisoners know the Sheriff is watching and are just too
frightened to answer. Little does the erudite college professor
suspect that these women are not criminals or poor white trash,
but well-educated young women no different than she....
The college professor returns to her hotel, where she ditches her
professorial glasses, cuts her hair short, and dyes it back to its
natural brown. She returns to the Sheriff's office with a radical
proposal: incarcerate her for a week, so she can "really talk" with
the inmates. The Sheriff objects that "prison ain't no game," but
she arrogantly insists that this is the only way she can complete
her "vital and ground-breaking field research." Finally, the
Sheriff "reluctantly" agrees to lock her purse in his desk so
he can arrest her on the trumped-up charge of driving without a
license.
Following the Sheriff's suggestion, the judge sentences her to a
week for driving without a license. Unfortunately when she tells
the judge that her purse was stolen and that she has no money or
identification he slaps on the additional charges of vagrancy,
grand theft auto, and (since she has no visible means of support)
suspicion of prostitution. Her short sentence is now five years,
at hard labor, and her "ground-breaking field research" will now
require breaking ground in a field.
HARSH JUDGMENT: A group of men and women traveling together on
their way home from a judicial conference stop at a prison to
have a look at "Southern Justice." Most of the women are older,
and are the wives of the other judges, however the youngest woman
is actually a judge herself, from Chicago. Her name is Ashley,
and she is traveling alone.
Ashley is shocked but fascinated by the harsh conditions. When she
asks to see the processing of a new arrival, the Sheriff
explains that there are no new girls today. One of the other
judges jokingly suggests that they process Ashley instead, "since
she is about the right age, and, if you put her in a uniform,
wouldn't look much different than the rest...."
This joke sparks a heated argument as the group debates whether a
well-dressed and well-educated young woman like Ashley could ever
blend in with a group of common criminals.
To settle the dispute, Ashley reluctantly agrees to be "processed."
To her shame and horror, she is quickly stripped naked, showered,
deloused, given a uniform, and shackled, while the other judges
and their amused wives watched.
Ashley is humiliated beyond words as her fellow judges and their
wives walk around her, surveying her as if she's a shackled animal,
talking as if she isn't there. The group quickly agrees that
Ashley is "still too clean" to look like an inmate and asks the
Sheriff to make her to "work up a sweat" on the chain gang while
they enjoy their picnic lunch.
So Ashley toils while the men and women enjoy their wine, cheese,
and finger sandwiches. Everyone laughs when the overseer paddles
her for "falling behind" her quota, and, when the guard can't find
a tool to unbolt the shackles on her ankles, the group agrees
she'll have to "catch up later." The smiling judges and their
jealous wives then drive off together, leaving Ashley toiling in
the fields.
FANTASY FULFILLED: A female FBI Agent visits the prison where an
inmate's description matches a kidnap suspect. The agent quickly
determines it is the wrong woman, but, as she is leaving, she is
splashed with mud by a passing truck of prisoners, returning from
their day in the fields.
A matron who is going to transfer to a new prison the next day
offers to clean the agent's clothes before she goes home, and
the female FBI agent reluctantly agrees. The muddy agent is
escorted to the prisoner's showers, and surrenders her clothes,
badge, and gun to the matron, who says she will wash the clothes
and leave them outside the door.
The agent finds it strangely thrilling to undress in front of the
uniformed matron, particularly when the matron wryly notes that
"butt naked, you don't look no different from the rest of 'em."
The matron leaves the agent stark naked in the prisoner's showers,
and the agent fantasizes about what it might feel like to be a real
prisoner, forced to shower in front of male guards.
Unfortunately, her fantasies cause her to tarry too long, and the
shower quickly fills with real inmates.
The sexist male guards can't believe there is such a thing as a
female FBI agent, and she is wrongly pegged as a new arrival.
Meanwhile, the janitor spots the box on the floor containing her
clean clothes and throws it away.
Edited by C. Lakewood
