If you've never been to prison, let me give you a hint. It's a really strange place for a civilized inmate. Especially when you miss the train to Camp Cupcake and end up in a shithole like MCC federal prison - surrounded by a division of drug and gunslingers. Generally tax fraudsters like me get locked up with other white collar criminals. But because I suffered a state charge I needed to address - and was a local with a "short" sentence (a year and a day), the Bureau of Prisons parked me 300 yards from New York State court - at the aforementioned MCC. (Transporting inmates to different jurisdictions for court appearances is a bureaucratic nightmare for both the State and Fed. Having me close by was a no brainer.)
