“I never said any such thing.”

The following is an excerpt from part one:

A couple of weeks before our Superior Court trial in November, we had a Family Court hearing. Sid’s lawyer for that process is a caring man, motivated by integrity. When he learns of Sid’s ongoing neglect in prison, and that we are receiving no treatment whatsoever following the attack in June, he contacts the warden’s office immediately. Two days later, I go to the hospital for hip x-rays and panoramic teeth x-rays.

The staff doctor is a woman, from India. She is the same one who first “examined” me after the attack. She says they will be looking into physical therapy for me. I tell her that four months ago she told me that no form of treatment would be available. “I never said any such thing.” Sid has his panoramic mouth x-ray done as well. The dentist observes, “You did a good job with the extraction.” Two days before our Superior Court trial was to begin there was another Family Court hearing. Sid was not in attendance. I told the lawyer that his seg term was set for fifteen days and that it has already been seventeen.

Sid is finally released from seg the day before of our trial was to materialize on November 6, 2008. We are dredged through the muddle of court-day routine, and are thrown into the caverns to await the long awaited proceedings. It would turn out to be a far greater farce than even the preceding nine months had to offer.