Part 20 (1/2)
”Letto sound irritated A bit late for that shi+t Fat Rat responded by pissing on BT's back and head as he lay on the floor I couldn't believe it
”Ahh, cuz,” BT cried, ”you wrong Fa-”
BAM!
Fat Rat kicked BT hard in the side
”OooffMister Fat Rat”
”And don't even say 'cuz' no onna clean this shi+t up,BT
I knew Fat Rat wasn't going to untie him and expect him to clean up Surely BT would make an attempt on Fat Rat's life now Wouldn't anyone so treated?
”You gonna untie cuz? Man, Fat Rat, you on one now,” I said
”Monsta', this nigga broke He ain't wantin' to seeFat Rat”
I rolledat Fat Rat's insanity He then bent down and began to untie BT I slid back onto be some stomp-down action Once BT was loose, he stood up and went peacefully over to the sink
Uhn-uhn, no you don't,” Fat Rat said in a fatherly voice ”Befo' you clean yo' self you fin' to clean these walls, the toilet andHey,” Fat Rat hollered over the silent tiers, ”anybody need they draashed?”
”hell, yeah,” several voices replied from down the tier
”Send yo' line down here,” he shouted ”What you lookin' at, punk?” he said to BT, who flinched each time Fat Rat spoke He was totally conquered
BT washed the graffiti-packed walls, washed several pair of underclothes, braided Fat Rat's hair, ed Fat Rat's back, and finally, Fat Rat made him eat a bar of County soap and drink some perm-repair shampoo Rat was ruthless After BT had done all of this without so much as a flicker of resistance, Fat Rat body-slaain, and slid him under the bed on his sto of shame or reh on every demand like a robot The life had left his eyes and his swollen face showed no feeling All of his movements seemed to be under the supreme command of Fat Rat's verbal re as it was scary and pitiful How could BT let this happen? How had he grown up in South Central and escaped being tested for weakness? His will to resist was sapped like soda froh a straw Fat Rat pranced around the cell like a proud little Buddha who had just converted another disciple He kept trying to explain toBT through He had actually developed a little science to it
”You see, Monsta,” he said like a college professor, ”the first thing I did was strip hi Then I degraded him by pissin' on him, you see? And then I wouldn't let him wash it off, ya know? So he was feelin' pretty fucked up inside, and wit' a punch now and again, sheeit, fool ready fo' anything”
”Where you learn that froa, you ain't never been no slave, fool”
”Naw, but I read that in a book befo', 'bout how the slaves wasn't 'loud to have clothes or wash they self so they lost they selfesteem, yeah, that's it So I took his self-esteem, see?”
”Yeah, I seen that”
And when I looked at BT his expression was one of utter helplessness I felt a little sorry for him, but I was a hard-line conservative and felt that this was the life he'd chosen Unlike the slaves, he had joined the Crips He knew the job was dangerous when he took it Module 4800-this testing ground-was for soht Hours, because if you could survive the first forty-eight hours-the noise, fights, stabbings, cross-burning by the pigs, tribalis crossed, doubled-crossed, and triple-crossed-then you were in BT couldn't handle it and froze up on the first occasion of hand-to-hand and knife-to-body combat He'd left his homies out there alone-a fatal mistake Now his hoo on to sleep now, cuz I can handle it from here”
Fat Rat said this as if I'd actually been helping hiuess I'll kick on back now I've seen enough for today”
I knehat Rat was up to He was ready to sodomize BT and felt reluctant while I ake It made me feel like a conspirator I hadn't said a word in protest to Fat Rat about his treat I felt like I was condoning it Silence gives consent When I opened my eyes to protest, Fat Rat had BT out from under the bed and was ready to rape him
”Naw, Rat, I can't let you trip that hard Don't do cuz like that” I'd swungdirectly at Fat Rat
”Aw, Monsta, this ain't got nuttin' to do wit' you, hoot enough ass fo' the both of us, Monsta”
”Stall cuz out, Fat Rat You done already ruined hio home Now you wanna take his manhood, too? Stall him out, Rat”
”daenuinely disappointed I guess he figured he had done all of this and rightly deserved a piece of ass But I couldn't let that happen, not while I was in the cell Fat Rat slid BT back under the bed and went to sleep
The next ht hook, and put hi over the module's PA system
”Kody Scott, Ray Davisroll it up for transfer”
”damn, Fat Rat, now look what you done,” I said ”Fool went and told”
”Goddamn!” exclaimed Fat Rat
Now he looked awfully silly as his pride over what he had done shrunk to a peevish little glare We rolled up our property and went to face the s, a few stomach blows and a slap across the head, which we could do nothing about as ere handcuffed They sent us to the Hole for ten days We were given ”joot balls” during our entire stay These are brick-shaped blocks of all the preceding days' leftover food ray jumpsuit on the bars one day and a Blood, as also in the Hole, came by, snatched it, set it aflame, and threw it over the tier He shouted to his co before we had recognized and taken gray as one of our colors, the Bloods had zeroed in on it as syood as a captured blue flag to the Bloods
We were allowed out of our cells one at a time to shower When I came out for mine I threw a milk carton of urine on the Blood who'd burned assed him full in the face withto the back of his cell
”Aw-
That day he was let out of the Hole and I got no additional flack frohbor, and he and I got along fine He had givenon hiht Hours I told hied in the deaths of two East Coasts He eventually got the death penalty
When we got back to the ed It had only been ten days, but as soon as I came in the door I sensed it and saw it on every face in the rotunda ”They” were here, is what the faces said I began to sweat a bit as I wondered about BT What if he really was hooked up?
I went to Denver row, and Fat Rat went back to Charlie roas assigned to Denver-7 My cellmates were Sam from Santana Block, Killer from 107 Hoover, and Li'l Bubble from Six-Deuce East Coast I had known Killer from the street and Li'l Bub from the hall The conversation inevitably came around to BT
”What happened?” Killer asked seriously
”Fat Rat just dogged dude out,” I said
”Did he fight back?”