The Myth of Sisyphus

Ma’am, thought I’d correspond as a sorta counselor to inform his person of record/ ?mother how Jackson’s done + what’s up 1 month since camp began.

In short, basically very ok given the circumstances.  Looks younger, grins more with less face tics than on arrival.

Working out’s a positive. Despite notoriously starchy grub, slimmed down since he quit scarfing canteen Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups.

The negative’s no one deposits commissary credits or comes to see & buy him crap only available from the outside vending machines.

Well-regarded by a few though disliked by other cabin mates, your ?son bragged how unrehabilitated recidivists he hangs with’ve taken to calling him Action Jackson.

Last Visitors’ Day which I’m sorry you missed, a handsome con with his wife maybe sister avoided Jack at first but then winked while serenading, “Hola mi Señor Jacksoff!”

Which I think kinda documented my point about making friends even if there were some questions about what those personal relationships say about how he gets his rocks off.

Your ?boy borrows fancypants Camus from our Enrichment Program. To quote his ex-Stanford smartass, “Like life, an absurd % of Nobel Prize lit doesn’t fit in easy categories.”

Jack’s also watching the 17 episode allegorical BBC series, The Prisoner, in the library; he’s preparing a lecture to mark its 50th anniversary next year.

I hope you can gather from this assessment -- which is required by federal regulation after the first 30 days -- that we are not unhopeful for Jackson.

However, one area he unconditionally must work on diligently if he wants to be paroled in 15 months is genuine remorse for heinous dorm assaults back on Stanford’s campus.

Given above, please don’t hesitate to jot a line if I can ease any concerns you may have about inmate #32761. Cordially, Clamence, badge #86391, cell block 12 guard, Lompoc.