The Great Ark

by T. C. Driver

  Hold previous page up to your bathroom mirror (water) now turn it upside down! The names you still find easy to read have the power to deceive in water.

  I next sat in a holding cell awaiting transport to the big new regional jail in Salem Virginia, or WVRJ for short. These next six months in jail would be harder on my wife Patty, than me I thought. I was finally back, but now gone again just when she needed and wanted me. In the holding cell with me was a tall young man named Jim.

  “Maybe I should have fought them and not taken the plea agreement,” I told Jim. “I feel so dirty, and cheap like taking a dive or something. Maybe I could have beaten them in court. Goldwater, Sissy from Catawba Hospital, all the Crackers! I’d hate to be the next one sitting on that court bench (ha-ha).” The tall young man named Jim held up his hand and shook his head side to side before speaking!

  “No, you did right Cornelius! Don’t try to fight Salem, learn from me! I demanded a trial! The girl was sixteen years old! I just got thirty years and have spent over forty-five thousand dollars! My lawyer says I may never get out!”

  “Wow, Jim, thirty years what did you do have sex with her, rape her or hurt the poor girl.”

  “No,” said Jim, “nothing like as that! I think they shoot you on the spot if you have sex with a sixteen year old here in Salem. This woman looked older to me and I was a fool. She had talked about having an abortion two years ago to a woman friend of mine and I took from hearing about the abortion that she was more than a kid I didn’t figure she was fourteen and having an abortion. At trial she didn’t look like a hooker anymore but like a little school girl. I was not so much ashamed of touching her crotch as I was accused, I admitted that I did touch her crotch, but ashamed for being such a fool.

  “So you didn’t have sex with your victim either. Jim, are you telling me the truth? This is so crazy! Thirty years! The value of a female crotch is much higher here in Virginia. In Portugal it’s down to fourteen dollars (ha-ha).

  “Look, Cornelius,” said Jim, “What can you expect this state is actually named after a female crotch.”

  “Jim, as dumb as that statement sounds, I’ll have to admit you do have a point. I was told “only in Virginia by very many top lawyers!”

  “Likewise, they said that to me also,” said Jim. “Cornelius, they laughed as I was taken away, “Thirty Years” It’s not like we had sex, or I raped her! She came to my house, she wanted sex, I was the one who stopped, I was the gentleman who did not have sex with the little tramp, most any boy her age in my position would have jumped at the chance but now I’m the bad guy, because I touched her nasty crotch before I threw her out, and then told the truth about it.”

  “I know the feeling big Jim, really that’s no joke!”

  “Cornelius, do you know where they are going to take us? Well, do you know?

  “To Jail,” I answered

  “Not just any local Jail, Cornelius, that big new jail in Salem, the one that’s been in the news. The prisoners in that jail have been demanding the same rights as Communist Chinese prisoners,” said Jim.

  “Is that really asking a lot I said, here in America? I mean come on really, the Communist Chinese have rights?

  This is the land of the free, the home of the brave, Jim.”

  “The home of free food stamps and the free cell phone,” said Jim. “But rights under Osoma well not so much. The right to another 100 free minutes means more to most than the right to vote in honest elections. Virginia is not like all of the other states, Cornelius. They don’t have to let you out of jail when your sentence is up! All sex offenders or anyone, really, can get life in prison on their first offense. You are tested by the State of Virginia’s high priest and then they decide your fate. These priests all live high off the fat of the land. The state pays $140,000 per each so called pervert convict like you and me that they can lock up. All prisoners out on probation are forced to pay for “counseling” if they ever are let out. The system is built by and for the support of worthless Doctors at huge expense to tax payers and has no known benefit to the public. You will be tested by these high priests, and then they decide your fate. To cover their own butts the high priests put everyone away for life to protect the public and to make themselves rich. You get no trial, no jury, no charge, just life in prison. The doctors or priests use statistics and group you with others to prove you are dangerous. Many people show up at the Salem Jail only after their lawful sentence is up somewhere else. They have no real legal or constitutional right to hold any of these men. Even in Communist China the officials would have to make up false charges, or set men free, in Salem Virginia under Osoma your sentence is just the beginning. Men are held without charge Cornelius. The constitution is dead now officially in Virginia. This was tried here first as a test, and also to control Washington DC, that is the sad cold truth.”

  “This all sounds very bad brother Jim!”

  “There’s more, Cornelius! In this Salem Jail you will never see the light of day again, and there are no visits allowed like in all state prisons. In China each prisoner is allowed one visit per month by his family members.’ In the big new Salem jail no visits are allowed to save money. Only phone visits are allowed in Salem, not even wave through the glass visits are allowed.

  “Ok, Jim, I’m listening, keep talking please go on.”

  “Prisoners never go outside in Salem Virginia, and all the skylights are painted over. In Communist China each prisoner is allowed one hour outside each day. No one is ever allowed outside at all at the Salem Jail. There is no outside court at all built into the design of the facility. We know the importance of sunshine and that vitamin D is necessary for human life. What Salem, is doing is a worst crime than what most of the fools they lockup have done. I’d rather see some dumb pervert dropping his pants next to every stop sign in the state then I would to pay one hundred thousand dollars a piece for quack doctors to get rich by supposedly counseling the poor dumb pervert bastard. Surprise, your little girl has seen a penis anyway, at school. Half the retards on stage are doing about the same damn thing grabbing their balls and cussing, and we put them on the air during the Super Bowl”

  “Jim, is it really as bad as you say? I’m not so sure about all those stop sign perverts, will some of them be women?(ha-ha). Salem seems like such a nice town, could our local jail really be worst on human rights than prisons in Communist China? I just don’t want to believe that!

  “Well, Cornelius, that’s the facts, what’s your story,” asked the tall young man?

  “Jim, I simply told the police the whole truth without a lawyer present. I was guilty of a misdemeanor of exposure when I let my towel drop back in the 1970s. They had me on that, but then they charged me with a felony and made me plea to it using their big stick and club the new civil commitment laws in Virginia. Life in prison without parole can be the result of any sexual allegation made in the State of Virginia. My lawyer said that almost nobody ever gets out of civil Commitment here in Virginia. The Politicians will soon have absolute power to imprison their enemies. The good of the many is always more important than the rights of the few. This power to lock up people at will, without charge, is very dangerous. Men are locked up not for crimes, but for what someone thinks they might do in the future. Doctors and lawyers make millions of dollars each month off the tax payers for doing nothing much more than sending out the bill. Could this power be abused? What do you think (ha-ha)? When US attorneys could not lock up the Wikileaks founder on any “true” or “real” charges, what was the first thing they did to try to shut him up? Of course! They made up some sex charges and threw him in jail. Some poor innocent women have been victimized by this evil man. This works all the time. I have found in life that women play the Bulls and Cows game as good as or even better than most men. If there are any poor innocent women being victimized sexually in the western world then they must be on drugs or very young, and most of those deserve what they get. I just don’t believe honest sexual abuse is all that commo
n. That is unless you let angry feminist gender haters define the terms of the debate, and gender correctness along with political correctness rule.

  Most young girls lean how to control men very early, and most of the perverts I know of have been very weak men.”

  “Jim, we do not have to trash the United States constitution to protect Virginians from perverts, as Virginia law makers evidently believe. If you give government officials that much power, it will be abused by men like Osoma. Look what happens to his political opponents with out the power of the state in his hand. When the good of the many is decided by an elite few then all freedom is soon lost. Churches are told to give abortion pills, The Boy Scouts are told to have gay leaders, oil and coal companies are told not to drill or dig and America slides into the mud of history no better than any other loser pagan kingdom.”

  Jim didn’t fall asleep during my rant in the holding cell and we became friends during my stay in jail. I do not believe he will ever get out. So feel safe that your half a million dollars paid to Virginia, “witch doctors” for just Jim alone has been well spent in the end. The ruling elite always suck the wealth out of society through the straw of Government. Free, brave, godly men have to stand up and say “hell no, lets cut every thing by half” at least once every generation, or just like the forest the government will take over everything in our lives.

  When I got to the big regional jail in Salem I was locked in solitary confinement for the first nine days, just a bunk and me. I was not allowed to shower or shave. The eighth night I was awakened one and one half hours after lights out or in the middle of the RIM sleep cycle to have my sex offender picture taken and to be fingerprinted. When you look through sex offender photos and see how sick we all look, know that this same method must be standard issue. This is how police get us worst of the worst to look our worst as we should. After my sex offender photo was taken I was allowed to shower and shave each day. All of the guards were polite and professional, even friendly at times. The big new building was kept clean. Most all meat was processed and turkey based, presumably to make inmates drowsy. No real coffee, no fresh fruit, no salads, no juice was ever served to me during my six month stay. Our food was mostly bread and potatoes and water in some noodle form, a very cost effective kitchen. I would guess a net cost of less than one dollar per meal. I would like to thank all of the officers that befriended me and those who did not take my writing pens from me during those months. I walked down a long hallway to my jail cell carrying my mattress in front of me and what did I see? There in the jail in Pod C was Captain Joe Coe, playing cards with James Kessler, Duck, Unk, Suicide, they were all still alive and in the regional Jail? Briton, Roger Mensink, the boys from the Island? “Welcome back old school” shouted Mike Finch? “What is this you boys are all dead?” No Cornelius!

  “Don’t you remember” said Travis Jones, “the guards’ double tasered you, you’ve been in the hole for weeks. We all thought you might be dead!”

  “Yeah, Cornelius the guards said you were out of it! Remember the song you taught us! Yea the song said Cory! You said we could all work for the lord even in this jail”

  The inmates started singing the old song that Cornelius had taught them. An old Negro spiritual he learned as a boy on the Delta.

  “I’m a soldier in the army of the Lord. I’m a soldier in the Army” More and more inmates joined in and the singing got louder and louder. Some inmates started standing up on their seats and dancing!

  “LOCK DOWN, LOCK DOWN” shouted the guards over the loud speakers! Shielded guards stacked up in the hallway at the Pod door waiting to rush the Pod and shut down the day room as soon as the door buzzer sounded. The guards soon rushed in Pod C stopping the song once again. The inmates who were once singing at the top of their lungs were quiet again and back in their locked cells. Cornelius and two others were tasered and all three dragged out unconscious with a guard under each arm. Joe Coe shouted from his cell at the top of his lungs

  “Taser me” Come on “Taser me” He knew Cornelius was back having adventures on the Great Ark.

  I looked out over my cabin railing gripping it with all my strength just to stand up. The sea breeze and salt air felt good and refreshingly cool on my face. I was gazing at the most beautiful sailboat I’d ever seen with lines as of a woman! Hey, I know those guys!

  “See you all in the funny papers”

  The End

  For now

  Best regards

  T.C. Driver

  Stay tuned for the real life Tom in the next few pages.

  The song that Cornelius sang with his fellow inmates

  I’m a soldier …….. In the Army of the Lord

  I’m a soldier………. In the Army!

  Well I went to the river……. Water was so cold

  It chilled the body … but not the soul!

  Well I went ah little bit farther, and what did I see

  The angels of the lord coming down for me!

  (Chorus)

  Well I went to the Warden, begged mercy on me

  He shook his head what will be will be

  I went a little bit farther the hangman smiled with glee

  This rope that I’m tying boy, we’ll test with thee

  (Chorus)

  Well I went to the Chaplin…Sir Will you pray for me!

  He said one is cursed who hangs on a tree!

  I begged for forgiveness…. as he slammed my cell. You lived for evil boy…. Now rot in Hell!

  (Chorus)

  Well I went to the Lord Jesus…. fell down on my knees

  Lord do you have a place… for a sinner boy like me!

  He said come unto me son your faith has set you free

  Forever my riches in glory…… You will see!

  (Chorus)

  Repeat first verse

  Word from the author

  Thank you for reading The Great Ark, my first attempt at writing. I wrote this book by hand while an inmate at the regional jail in Salem Virginia! I am a felon and a registered sex offender now, per my plea agreement with the circuit court of Roanoke County where my wife Patty and I have both lived and worked for forty years! Normally I sing and write simple gospel songs but since I had six months in jail and the band at the famous Gospel Café had enough songs anyway. Why not spend the time writing? I was alarmed to find out that most of my fellow inmates at the jail had already finished serving their due court appointed sentence, or were being held in jail without bond while waiting before trail. Yes most men in Pod C were being held without any legal charge at all, completely against the laws and constitution of these United States! I had never cared or thought much about the new jail. Why should I. I was one of the good, law abiding, citizens! This book is dedicated to up holding and protecting the constitution of the United States by ending the illegal Civil Commitment laws in Virginia. Yes I was guilty of a misdemeanor and my six months in jail was completely legal and fair, but let us stand together against abuse of power and the rights of every American!

  The Great Ark is fiction. Any resemblance to real persons living or dead is unintended unknown and unwanted. If you believe yourself or someone you know is in this book, you are mistaken because you are not! The Great Ark is a work of fiction, not a true story about my life! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. You have my word! Of course as I just said I am a Felon, a convict and a very dangerous sex offender, so really what’s my word worth! My word and twelve dollars will buy you six local phone calls at the regional jail with a dollar to spare. You can then spend 80 cents for a jail Ramen noodle soup the same kind that sells for 15 cents at Walmart (ha-ha).

  Ten years ago I founded a local public charity called the Gospel Café here in Roanoke Virginia. You are invited to drop by for a visit and listen to the Gospel Café Band any Friday or Saturday night. That’s open microphone sing time. Café Bible College is Thursday night at six and our Sunday Chapel service is 2-4 Pm. Look us up on the web at starcitygospelcafe, or Gospel Café at Roanok
e. Be forewarned, I will be there and I am known to be a very dangerous criminal! Ask anybody, enter at your own risk, and think twice before you dare bring your kids. Please join me at my big round corner table, and meet the anti-professor face to face!

  (I’m sorry at sixty years old I get confused easily, that anti-professor stuff is just in the book) Sometimes you just don’t know (ha-ha).

  In the Great Arks pages are many Holy Bible verses! Remember always my friends that the word of God will stand when this world is on fire! All works of fiction like mine will not. Study to find thyself approved, seek your own salvation with fear and trembling and test the spirits that they are of God!

  I like to imagine who the “Sons of God” were or are! My understanding or thoughts are just that, my thoughts. Believe me I don’t know and I know I don’t know. Be not fooled by any man, myself included. If some wise man tells you he does know these answers, than he’s a bigger fool than even I. The fear of God is the begging of wisdom! Salvation is of the heart. Do not miss salvation by eighteen inches. One does not have to figure out the universe or every verse of the Holy Bible to be saved, born again and a full heir to the kingdom of Jesus Christ our risen Lord! God will reveal his glory and his ways to us in his time, not ours. My rightness or wrongness in pondering about the details and works of Gods universe does not gain me extra points or separate me from my Lord. We saints stand, live and work in and by faith not our personal understanding. Preaching Jesus Christ our Lord has come in the flesh was born of a virgin and him crucified dead and buried is all important but I am not. Jesus was lifted up on the cross at Calvary to redeem all men from sin, and draw all men to him. Our Lord Jesus defeated hell and the grave and death and gave us salvation as a gift to us, yes those who love him, and serve him. We serve a living Lord! Be not concerned with men’s words but be not ignorant of God’s teaching. Lean not upon your own understanding but read and study to strengthen your faith and then stand firm in your faith. God’s will is even more important than God’s word or study and our knowing of it! God’s way is not fully known to man but it will be in the future. Praise God he calls us friend and has given us the Holy Scripture! Walk in faith, occupy, trust, and obey for the battle and victory is truly of the Lord and not of man.