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Political Shadows

Political Shadows

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"All the Nations of the world have in their history pages written with blood, black stories, political martyrs, abominations in uniform and the blood of some heroes by pointing out the mass graves of the millions of people who have been executed without committing any crime"

The Laws of Outer Space.

Just a few years the prison of Herrera of the Mancha was one of the most unsafe for inmates and where torture inmates, was practiced with impunity, famous were their departures of driving where it violated the defendant all kinds of harassment, but an event which would put the institution upside down happened and that he would do that later the prison of Herrera turned in an example and one of the most secure prisons and rehabilitative of inmates in the country, thus followed the facts:

The prison of Herrera of the Mancha had been built by the Government of UCD, was classified Maximum Security, the billion pesetas which cost to build it would not be sufficient that it fulfilled its mission which, try to reinsert back on track to the crooked lines of society.

The prison population was becoming condemned in other parts of the country, among her many ETA prisoners, calvary just began arriving at the prison, It insulted and beat without an apparent reason, was undressing and dressing several times condemned, athough the hardest moment was the taking your fingerprints in the Centre of the Enclosure, up to 15 of these uniformed beasts there humiliated and beat the prisoner without mercy, on more than one occasion because of the strength of the hits more than one of those insane had to change regulatory baton, that is why they previously introduced them in water, being their favorite parties to hurt, legs and buttocks.

Among such madness there were several dead in suspicious circumstances and also several "suicides" until one day one of officials at the start of one of those unspeakable tortures of driving broke a bitter weeping, It then told all, and despite the opposition of the Warden there was an investigation.

Officials who reported the facts were threatened and boycotted by the Guild, even by the wives of these, but the complaint was not in vain, It served to let is know outside these walls what was happening in Herrera, and in which murderous hands those who had committed a crime, they were, Josรฉ Antonio รlvarez Tutor told sadly before the Court.

"Herrera de la Mancha was my first destination and could not give credence to what they saw my eyes, I had not entered prisons for that, I had not denounced at the beginning by an absurd professional corporatism, but also because I was afraid, very afraid of them. In my eyes the prisoners were the victims, and those poor beasts who had peer, the killers"

"I saw my companions as real monsters, as madmen they enjoyed with the pain of others, the blows rained down inmates from all directions, they put them against the wall in an impossible position, they introduced them fingers to see if they had something hidden in the year, they threw them to the ground and if anyone complained he got it in the hole. I saw young men reach Herrera that after a few months it seemed old, authentic scraps and all these actions made them aided by inmates of confidence".

Today, Herrera of the Mancha can be a model of instituciรณn but this cancer unfortunately torture is still latent in other Centres of Detention of Spain, also many other prisons of the rest of the world, there are many dead in suspicious circumstances, suicides, and that crazy in those fields dedicated to pain where caregivers often take out the worst human.

Among the many dossiers extracted from these Hells directed and taken care of by monsters, the story of Juan Antonio Garcรญa Acien I get and moves by the wretched youth, and that his untimely death remains still unresolved, justice in these terrible circumstances often looking the other way and it is positioned next to the perpetrator.

She is the spirit,

She is the subject,

She is a whisper and,

A cry of poet.

It is virtue,

She is clairvoyance,

It is a sigh and,

smell of consciousness.

She is a spirit,

Dress of project,

It is a lament, and

A blow of convert.

Juan Antonio was born on July 18 in a village in Granada, resided in El Egido, Almeria and he was imprisoned for a small crime against property. Newly completed twenty years on the street would be released, he had already enjoyed several permissions that had the support of his family and his friends but fate had prepared something terrible and sinister so never leave Valencia prison.

After one of those painful pipes Juan Antonio is entered in the prison of Liria, he had everything going for her to serve the remainder of the sentence in open, but despite that away it from his land and his family. At Liria, the reasons are not known, but days later he has a fight against an official so it is led to jail in Valencia and entered in a confinement cell, the next day his corpse appeared hanging from a shred of your blanket and just a few days earlier that it had fulfilled its first nineteen years of life.

The cockpit lacked windows and electricity, the surface was about nine square meters and the only objects that the judge found in the lifting of corpse, some magazines, two cigarettes and a blanket, an old blanket that assumes that Juan Antonio used a few shreds to hang himself.

His death for many years but this type of events are recorded in time forever, his mother said that there had been torture, some inmates claim they heard blows, later for just listening to Juan Antonio bitterly crying and complaining.
Today would be his birthday, rest his soul in peace and that these criminal hands be cursed forever, forever...

Never!

In some police stations and prisons are governed by the laws of space, you can scream to tear the throat, but not no one will hear those screams ever.

Political corruption is the cancer of democracy, torture and crime, the leprosy of humanity.

The closest thing to a madman is his psychiatrist, the closest thing to an offender on some occasions are those who judge it, that it is chased and they retain it.

Political shadows,

Drawn with narrow,

Eyes of near,

Mixed with harrow.

Political victims,

Prisoners of terror,

Children of fear,

Witnesses to the horror.

Political deaths,

Full of mellow,

Red of bear,

Whisper and below.

Lucas Lazar. Telling Stories.

"Cristino Garcรญa and Louis Riel represent the thin line that separates a fighter from a terrorist. Cristino Garcรญa fought against the Franco regime, fascism and Nazism, he was awarded by general Charles de Gaulle for his dedication to the resistance for the liberation of France and bears his name a street in Paris, Despite that it was executed by the Francoist courts as a terrorist. Louis Riel surrendered to the roots of his people to make it flourish with dignity, he was pursued until sick and expired it was sentenced to hanging for treason"

The Laws of Outer Space.

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