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2 Editor’s Rant<br />
The Ally<br />
Andrew “Boots” Hardy<br />
Editor-in-Chief<br />
206-279-1193<br />
Bill Hester<br />
Assistant Editor<br />
206-312-3201<br />
Robert Bates<br />
Editorial Consultant<br />
206-312-3052<br />
Michael Leon Seaton<br />
Political Editor<br />
206-312-3061<br />
Cory Hoch<br />
Legal Editor<br />
206-312-3148<br />
Billy Redding<br />
SOCP Liaison<br />
206-312-3171<br />
Douglas Gaines<br />
Clerical Administrator<br />
206-312-3821<br />
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Coalinga State Hospital, in Coalinga,<br />
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RECOGNIZING THE GREATNESS AMONG US<br />
By Andrew “Boots” Hardy, Editor-in-Chief<br />
"You know <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> disease called <strong>the</strong> 'sleeping sickness.'<br />
There also exists a sleeping sickness <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> soul.<br />
Its most dangerous aspect is that one is unaware <strong>of</strong> its coming.<br />
This is why you have to be careful.<br />
As soon as you notice <strong>the</strong> slightest sign <strong>of</strong> indifference,<br />
<strong>the</strong> moment you become aware <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> loss <strong>of</strong> a certain seriousness,<br />
<strong>of</strong> longing, <strong>of</strong> enthusiasm and zest, take it as a warning.”<br />
--Albert Schweitzer<br />
Sometimes <strong>the</strong> simplest <strong>of</strong> truths is <strong>the</strong> one that<br />
remains hidden from us. It’s right <strong>the</strong>re in plain<br />
sight—and yet we remain completely oblivious to<br />
it.<br />
One <strong>of</strong> those truths is this: There is a process that<br />
we have all experienced, whe<strong>the</strong>r we are <strong>the</strong><br />
keepers or <strong>the</strong> kept. It’s called ‘desensitizing.’ It<br />
strips us all <strong>of</strong> what is left <strong>of</strong> our innocence and<br />
leaves only <strong>the</strong> empty shell <strong>of</strong> our integrity behind.<br />
It’s a process that we must bring to a standstill<br />
and, if at all possible, we must do our best to<br />
reverse its effect on us as individuals and us as a<br />
community.<br />
There are things we would normally be sensitive<br />
to—things like privacy, dignity, and compassion—<br />
things that become a trivial feature in <strong>the</strong> scenery<br />
<strong>of</strong> our lives. We take <strong>the</strong>se things <strong>for</strong> granted so<br />
long as we have <strong>the</strong>m, but it’s a shock to our<br />
humanity when, <strong>for</strong> whatever reason, we come into<br />
contact with a separate world found inside <strong>of</strong><br />
concrete walls and razor-wire fences.<br />
In <strong>the</strong>se places, people lose <strong>the</strong>ir humanity. In<br />
<strong>the</strong>se places, human beings are subjected to<br />
things that aren’t supposed to happen in a civilized<br />
society, things that our national conscience would<br />
prefer to remain ignorant <strong>of</strong>.<br />
Such is <strong>the</strong> nature <strong>of</strong> incarceration. It’s what<br />
happens when one person has complete and utter<br />
power over ano<strong>the</strong>r.<br />
We need to be aware that we can so easily lose<br />
ourselves in <strong>the</strong>se places—whe<strong>the</strong>r prisons, jails<br />
or hospitals. After years spent behind walls like<br />
<strong>the</strong>se, bitterness begins to creep in and steal away<br />
our hopes, our dreams, our aspirations. And after<br />
a while, we no longer notice when those hopes and<br />
dreams are missing. We cling to our families, our<br />
friends, our habits and routines as if <strong>the</strong>se are <strong>the</strong><br />
last and final shreds <strong>of</strong> our sanity. But we defer<br />
our dreams, suspend our purpose, shelve our<br />
ethics and our compassion. Our role models<br />
become <strong>the</strong> people around us—o<strong>the</strong>r ex-cons—<br />
and our staff, who can easily lose <strong>the</strong>ir way as<br />
well. Eventually, as <strong>the</strong> process runs its course,<br />
we find that we are no longer fazed by what would<br />
once have horrified us.<br />
That is what it means to become desensitized.<br />
If we are to bring this process to a screeching halt,<br />
<strong>the</strong>re are some things that we must remind<br />
ourselves <strong>of</strong>, some things that we need to keep at<br />
<strong>the</strong> <strong>for</strong>efront <strong>of</strong> our consciousness. We must<br />
remember that each and every one <strong>of</strong> us was once<br />
someone’s child; each and every one <strong>of</strong> us once<br />
dreamed <strong>of</strong> being someone big and special in<br />
this world; each and every one <strong>of</strong> us is capable<br />
<strong>of</strong> great and awesome things; each and every<br />
one <strong>of</strong> us has something wonderful inside <strong>of</strong> us,<br />
with <strong>the</strong> potential to reach out and pull someone<br />
else up from <strong>the</strong>ir darkness.<br />
Like anyone, I have a past that is all my own. I<br />
am a fallible, imperfect human being. My past is<br />
tainted with occurrences <strong>of</strong> violence that I can<br />
nei<strong>the</strong>r deny nor justify. I have been a liar and a<br />
cheat and a manipulative son <strong>of</strong> a bitch, and I do<br />
not deserve <strong>the</strong> gifts that I have in my life today.<br />
But over time, I have come to a better<br />
understanding <strong>of</strong> myself in relation to <strong>the</strong> world<br />
around me: It is <strong>the</strong> nature <strong>of</strong> human beings to<br />
love each o<strong>the</strong>r—not to hurt each o<strong>the</strong>r—and <strong>the</strong><br />
essence <strong>of</strong> our existence is <strong>the</strong> ability to come<br />
toge<strong>the</strong>r with that measure <strong>of</strong> kindness and<br />
consideration to seek <strong>the</strong> betterment <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> whole.<br />
That’s what <strong>the</strong> People <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Year Awards is all<br />
about. On April 1 st we will have <strong>the</strong> opportunity<br />
to recognize those among us who have been<br />
doing this all along—pulling o<strong>the</strong>rs up—and have<br />
been doing so without reward, without<br />
recognition, without a personal agenda or any<br />
accolade at all.<br />
As a community, we owe a lot to <strong>the</strong>se people.<br />
Some <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m are legal-minds whose lives have<br />
been taken away—perhaps <strong>for</strong>ever—and yet <strong>the</strong>y<br />
continue to fight <strong>the</strong>ir battles in <strong>the</strong> courts on<br />
your behalf and mine. Some are volunteers who<br />
make a million sacrifices, filling every day<br />
providing help to o<strong>the</strong>rs—both inside and<br />
outside <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se walls. And still o<strong>the</strong>rs are those<br />
advocates among our chaplains, our staff, our<br />
facilitators who truly and sincerely care about <strong>the</strong><br />
restoration <strong>of</strong> our lives, liberty, and sanity.<br />
These people have deserved our recognition <strong>for</strong><br />
a long time, and I hope to see everyone <strong>the</strong>re<br />
April 1 st to acknowledge those in our little<br />
community who give that much-needed kindness.<br />
There is a phrase written in Latin on American<br />
coins: E pluribus Unum—From many, one. It’s a<br />
phrase that illustrates <strong>the</strong> true spirit <strong>of</strong><br />
humanness—that when <strong>the</strong> multitudes come<br />
toge<strong>the</strong>r, <strong>the</strong>re will remain few things that cannot<br />
be accomplished.<br />
Let’s come toge<strong>the</strong>r as one community to<br />
recognize <strong>the</strong> greatness among us, and begin<br />
beating back <strong>the</strong> bitterness <strong>of</strong> desensitization.