Since I read today that another violent Capitol attacker was given a 7 year plus sentence, I went back to work to review some more federal prison locations.
Meet Herlong! Odd name, isn’t it? It’s in California, near the Nevada border, and sports some nice scenery, ⇓ although the premises itself is rather austere ⇓. Kind of like one of those modernist desert houses with nothing but wall in the front and huge windows in the rear. Although I doubt this one has windows in the rear.
Herlong is medium security. Its published information makes it distinctly different from the other Club Feds I looked at. For one thing, the Admissions and Orientation booklet is 7 pages long. (Others have been many, many pages.) No “welcome to Herlong” opening paragraph. Most of this A&O is devoted to sanctions and disciplinary measures and a long series of bad things inmates can do which will get them in trouble. Bad things, ranging from killing to…circulating a petition.
And no indication of any recreational activities. No yoga classes, no arts and crafts.
Man, this is a strict prison, less Club Fed than Club Fuck You.
The commissary list isn’t particularly healthy. Nor is it fine cuisine, although there is something called a Spam Pouch which may be cuisine, for all I know. The only interesting item in the beverage list is a lemon berry mix. Mm, sounds good.
But the most striking aspect of Herlong FCI can be viewed on the map, which I got by clicking on “driving instructions.” Mousing in on a facility has previously given me intriguing local features, like that cowboy church near La Tuna.
But no matter how far inward I moused, there is absolutely nothing anywhere around Herlong FCI. It is out there in the middle of nowhere.
Yeah, this is where I’d send the January 6 attackers.