Sunday, 7 April 2013

(Day 261) Hwaseong Immigration Detention Center Day 11 (Part 2) D-1

sit-upspush-upschair-lifts
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Breakfastbread
2 eggs
soy milk
Lunchrice & kimchi
potato soup
cabbage salad
Dinnerrice & kimchi
mandu
chicken soup


The day is just dragging by and as luck would have it, the asshole guard from a couple nights ago are back. This time, on the day shift, with the same power trip over the TV volume control. Now that the two other guards are back from their smoke/coffee/spank break, the asshole is gone, the volume raised and the guards have exchanged their dicks for their phones-- paying no mind to the rest of us.

It’s a typical Sunday in detention and I only have to suffer through another 24 hours, after 8 months, until freedom in my own country.


During the last roll call, the asshole guard tries to assert his authority and tells everybody to be quiet, but we just laugh and mock him as soon as his back is turned. He returns, all full of bluster and we all laugh harder. 

There are 90 people behind bars and a heavy hand is useless against people with nothing to lose. We've already lost the most important thing-- our freedom and for refugees and migrant workers that's all they have.