Adult Roommates (including the Married)~Prison

after college, as we age as adults, where is the most common place for us to have roommates that are pretty much strangers to us? answer: prison.


of course maybe i should say the lower end of socioeconomics: half way houses, hospitals, shelters, and of course the way i've done it for so many years: the cohabitation of the poor. and of course many have hit all of them in a 'grand tour'.


and it does seem like the older we (i) get, the more we become set in our ways, but i still need to cohabitate with folks that are also set in their ways. and yes, it does become like the joint--i already wrote about my roommate that didn't have a bedroom but did have an arsenal, and another who let her heroin addicted brother stay with us for weeks at a time. i could go on.


and i realize more that little shit just drives you frigging nuts when you live with someone. and that to live with someone in relative peace you have to step back from the little shit that drives you nuts and say, "it's not that big a deal, pick your battles'".

and now i realize why the married may fight so much over, say, the toilet seat being up. or why there's so much violence in the slammer (im not the first to see parallels between marriage and lock down): in incarceration, maybe it's not caused by these guys and women being stupid, uneducated, psycho, etc. maybe it's because they're locked up in there with some of the same guys for years (and remember for the most part they can't be like 50 percent of the married population and divorce). they're cooped up in the same place always, with society's worst, they don't have much to occupy themselves with besides meager belongings, they have lots of time on their hands, little contact with loved ones, little fresh air.


so just imagine: if you leave the toilet seat down, how will your cell mate react?

now can we see why so many get shived?


or why there's a 50 percent divorce rate?