A Maximum Insecurity Facility
YOU GOTTA GIVE THEM CREDIT for sheer nerve – or maybe for just unfathomable stupidity. Or a little of both.
About a week or so ago at the State Prison in Carlisle, Indiana (just a handcuffs throw from Terre Haute [That’s French for, “I’ve got a good idea.”] somebody, or more likely somebodies, broke INTO the prison.
These perpetrators managed to break into the prison and make off with about $10,000 worth of landscaping equipment – including a riding mower. A riding mower is not something you can sneak out with concealed in your pants. They must have either had a truck with them or they just rode the mower back out of the prison and off into the night.
“Two chain-linked fences surround the prison. The inner fence has razor ribbon on the bottom, center, and top of the fence, and the outer fence has razor ribbon on the top. Between the fences there are intrusion alarm and microwave detection systems. Two armed vehicles guard the perimeter, and there are seven armed towers.”
For some reason I’m having trouble believing all of that.
Now, I do understand that all of the security paraphernalia and hi-tech spooky stuff at the prison is designed to keep people from getting out, but – unless I am misreading everything about this story at http://www.mywabashvalley.com/news/break-in-at-prison-outbuilding and at http://wthitv.com/2016/05/18/police-investigating-after-someone-breaks-into-wabash-valley-prison/ these guys accomplished a two-bagger. They broke into prison and then broke out of the prison as well. All that razor wire, armed vehicles and guard towers didn’t stop them as they merrily and stealthily rode out with one of the noisiest machines in all of Christendom. I’m just surprised that the neighbors didn’t call the prison and complain about all the racket.
I don’t know about you, and sometimes I’m not even sure about me, but on this one I am. How secure is this prison if several people can go in, and then out, on a riding mower while toting a bunch of other stuff and not trigger some sort of alarm, or at least have somebody go, “Hey, Bob, do you hear something? It sounds like a riding mower?” “Nah, I don’t hear nuthin’. Pass me another egg roll, and turn up the TV I can barely hear Debbie Doing Dallas.”
There is no way that this tidbit of news could be kept away from the prison inmate population. I imagine that it is inspiring all sorts of ingenious plans to follow the mower “over the wall,” as it were.
“Maybe if I dress myself up as a weed eater I could blow this joint.”
If you follow the links posted above you will notice that the prison spokesperson said that the items stolen were in an “Out Building.” Boy, is that ever the truth. Maybe he should have more accurately called it an “In and Out Building.”