Missouri has some powerful storms sometimes. Living anywhere in central Missouri there is always a chance of some terrific weather regardless of season. It's only a matter of time. Booneville was directly hit by a big storm one night. Luckily for me I was on work release already. I wasn’t in the ghetto anymore. It was pitch black outside except for when lightening flashed. When the power went out it stayed out. The backup generators didn't work. The entire prison was suddenly without electricity, and it didn't come back on for hours.
Luckily for the guard in our house he wasn't in the ghetto either. He was an older guy, and small too. I think his name was Browning or something like that. He walked like Fred Flintstone. Talked funny too. He wasn't a mean guy, but he could be cranky. I didn't know it at the time, but the battery went dead on his radio. He was locked in a room, with no lights, with over eighty inmates, and no one to communicate with the outside world. He sat at his desk the whole time and never said a word. He had to of been terrified. The cacophony was in full effect. Remember, if a civilian didn't see it, it didn't happen. Even though I was in work release it was still pretty intense. A lot of those gangsters didn't like me at all, and I'm not being racist, but in the dark I couldn't see them at all.
Of course cats were having sex. Of course there was a white guy getting sexed in the wreck room. He wasn't being raped either, but had agreed to it. It was weird figuring that out. That's kind of how it works with cocaine. If you don't do it with people they attempt to hide it from you. Prison really opened my eyes to just how much and how many males sex each other. More than a few times I was shocked to see who was into that. There are a lot of married men who still like other men I can tell you that for sure. They called it the down low. There weren't many gangsters who didn't have some sugar in their tank.
Shit went crazy in the other houses. Bunks were thrown down the stairs at the guards in 6 House. 5 House was a circus with the lights on. They just locked the bay doors in 5 House. The hole filled completely up in one night. I felt bad for those guys in the ghetto that night. There weren't enough guards for all of that. Gangland went bananas.