The
newspapers and gossip tabloids call you guards and the public calls you uneducated
brutes and knuckles dragging beasts.
Ignoring the name calling and slanderous remarks you weather through it
all as you stand tall on your wall. You know what is truth and what is false
and you can deal with the difference effectively as you are a correctional
officer hired to do an ugly distasteful job.
Perhaps the
most misunderstood of any profession, only your friends and your immediate
family knows what you do as a prison employee each day while on duty and how
much you sacrifice each day you walk through those iron gates of hell. Your
peers call you brother or sister and “have your six” or back every day or every
night of the week including holidays.
Your
administration abuses you either coincidental or on purpose and tells you lies
to motivate your inner spirit to keep fighting the fight as the odds are better
than 200 to 1 inside any large jail or prison. Offering you no solutions to
make the job better you adapt and improvise to get the job done with minimal
help and respect from the outside world.
Nobody
realizes that no matter how much harassment and how much negativity you endure
when you walk the toughest beat around because you have pride and love what you
do without whining about to those who don’t understand or care.
Guards or
screws, flunkies or bottom feeders of the criminal justice system, you have
chosen a career in the most undervalued and least desired position in the
branch of judicial systems throughout the world. To them you are “out of mind
and out of sight” and often wrongfully accused of being out of your mind.
The
environment you work in is silent and often not spoken of until that plume of
smoke is seen on the horizon or a call for arms brings your local law
enforcement and medical team to your front gate. What has been often described
as a place of desecration has often been turned into a tomb for someone friend
or foe. Only when the helicopters hover over your self-controlled domain does
the news release express your horror and frightful experiences inside the walls
of this evil man made purgatory called hell.
Corrections
can be the armpit of the world or it can be heaven designed only for the tough
and brave that possess the most desirable qualities as peacekeepers among the
rioters yet assigned to work in a most undesirable workplace filled with chaos,
adversity and gloom. The public with its ignorant eye expects you to be
thoughtful, considered persons and lifts not a finger to make it better for
all.
They don’t
understand the reality you face every day of your duty inside these hell holes.
They want you to implement solutions and calculate the daily events of the
shift with reasonable and common sense approaches yet fail to give you the things
an officer desires for doing the job. The public and the media often fail to
address your efforts to maintain order or your ability to gain compliance from
persons convicted of blatantly violating society’s rules.
They refuse
to admit you are deserving of pride, dignity, respect and appreciation for
doing what is considered to be an unpleasant job to say the least and offer
small packages of compensation for the numerous dangerous exposures you face
every day.
You are a
correctional officer and the job is a love or hate situation. Some days you are
mellow and satisfied with the routine while other days you find yourself in the
midst of a living hell hole with no ending to the madness around you. Hours
alone can kill you for your schedule is plainly set on whether the job is done
or unfinished requiring long hours and severe fatigue to restore order that was
broken.
Working with
incorrigibles that have no honor and have no decency to respect the rights of
others and the considerations of rule of law.
You can fool yourself into believing that coping and functionality is
adaptive and anything thrown at you is manageable and able to handle. It is a
survival technique that helped you get this far you say. You know it’s
dangerous yet you risk your life for others as a first responder to homicides,
suicides, serious assaults and infectious diseases.
It’s not so
much about the money but any increase in wages or the availability of overtime
is appreciated to pay the bills. You do it for the benefits but even those have
changed since you hired on and the cost of living is higher than ever
pressuring you to work even harder and longer. Corrections won’t make your rich
but it’s another way of putting food on the table.
So why
corrections and why put up with all the malady and mayhem that surrounds you.
What makes you tick and what makes you do a job that nobody else doesn’t’ understands
or don’t want to know because as long as the night is silent and the siren wail
from afar, the public will sleep soundly
while you stand the wall.
It must be
self-satisfaction of knowing you have the ability to endure and control the
most negative aspect of law and order. It must be because you love a challenge
and are not easily deterred into giving up or losing the fight. It must be
because you love being a correctional officer. It must be because you know how
to handle stressful situation and conflict.
You must do
it because you have learned you have been trained to handle anything that is
put in your face or personal space effectively one way or another. I guess you
do it because you want to do it and find it is an honorable and admirable occupation.
Most of all
I know you do it because you are a extraordinary person who can handle the
exceptional challenges life has given you and others like you that are put in
front of you as you walk out the door and with a smile on your face and prepare
to enter the den of gladiators. You do it because you know that the bottom line
tells you there is a job that needs to be done and somebody has to do it.
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