Captivity Notes: Sat 11th Jan 2025 (2025/01/11)

2025-01-11 07:24:00 +07:00 by Mark Smith

Slept alright I guess. The metal bench is really really uncomfortable, bits sticking in your back, but it’s just about bareable. The bathroom is decrepid. It’s a whole in the ground toilet. No sink, just a tap and several holes in the ground, where the water disapears down. I guess some are just potholes. There are lots of bloody hand prints on all the walls.
Also the bathroom is connected to the prison cell which is connected to the room I’m in so if the door shuts while I’m in there, I guess I would be stuck. I’m using my bag to prop open the door just in case. interestingly the first time I used the bag to prop open the door, the next interaction I had was shen they locked the other door which leads out into what appears to be the main room of the place.
The ventilation is terrible, there’s a fan in the metal bench room, but it’s just pushing around old air because the ventilation fan in the wall is broken. It got really hot in there last night, very stuffy, felt like there wasn’t a whole lot of oxygen in the air. I was dozzing off even though I wasn’t all that tired. There’s a bit of air that is comming through very slowly through the large metal doors that are closed, on the otherside of which there are regularly people yakking away.
I still have a bit of drinking water left

Lots of people outside saying 'yeah it a lie' outside just as I’m writing about LA wildfires.

Downloads of podcasts still very very slow but today’s pod that just won’t / can’t download is the Zuck episode of Rogan. It has restarted at least 10 times already while others completed. Weird.

The officer that originally brought me here just popped his head in and asked if I had eatten anything today. He looked quite smiley, eyes possibly a bit glazzed. I told him I had not. Yesterday was the last time I ate something. He then spent a few minutes trying to get me to agree to knock on the door window and ask the other officers for food when I get hungry. I just said food would be great and that I had not eaten. Note that the plain clothes bloke from immigration yesterday asked me if I had been begging, and seemed shocked, apauled and somewhat angry at me. I explained that I had never begged, since I had not. He also asked very seriously whether I was a part of a begging gang. I told him no I was not, because I’ve never done any begging and never been part of any begging gang. So this whole situation with the officer trying repeatedly to have me agree to ask for food seemed very bizare to me. I answered him the best way I knew how given the circumstances.
Note that it was the officer that made some jokes about drugs. Also as he left earlier he made a sonewhat angry sounding 'Aaah' noise.

The same officer just returned. The looked a little bit more serious. He asked if I wanted hamburger or vietnamese food. I asked if it was rice. He asked if I wanted fish or meat. I said meat. He paused momentarily and said wow as he walked away. I said thank you.
I write all this detail because I’m quite weirded out by all of this. Everything feels like a tit for tat situation. And also very muchblike the strange push me pull you situation getting into the pickup truck. Similar but in different situations. I don’t know how else to describe it.
The officer returned with the rice and meat food. He gave me the food and left, appearing to look a little bit hard done by as he departed. I don’t see how I could have handled the situation any better.

Yesterday evening an officer did give me some dinner, I see now that I didn’t write about it. I thought that I did. Seems like no dinner this evening.
The odd thing yesterday evening, which again I thought I’d written about, was that before the officer brought the food, another officer entered the room pointing at his stomach, he said something like 'food?', and while I replied 'yes thank you', he said 'hurry up!' and motioned to hurry up with his hands, rolling them one over the other round and round.

Lots of drilling into the wall and hammering the past hour. It’s right near where my head is when I sleep.

An officer in lighter green uniform entered room gave me some food and said 'eat' and departed.

Just taking notes cause this whole situation has me quite freaked out. No offense to anyone intended. #