Painting – “Wearing Orange, Feeling Blue, Thinking Green”
Marius included this note with his most recent painting from the S.H.U. “New ‘painting’ experiment, since losing my paints/brushes/paper. In the jail we used deodorant on magazines to get colors, not so easy to control how it goes on the…
Marius and Fellow Carswell Inmates
Marius worked with several other imprisoned folks to put on a holiday show. He played Santa. 🙂 Here are some pictures of him and some of the others who performed.
October 25- International Kick Off to Move Marie Mason Campaign
In 2009, environmental activist and community organizer Marie Mason was sentenced to almost 22 years in prison for the arson of an office which housed genetically modified organism (GMO) research and for the destruction of logging equipment. Marie is now serving the longest sentence of any activist in…
David Rovics Visits Marie Mason in Texas
The following is an account of David Rocic’s trip to Texas, which included a visit to Marie Mason in Carswell. It is a very moving account and gives a good picture as to what Marie is going through right now.
FRIDAY, JUNE 15, 2012
A Weekend in Texas
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The next morning I discovered that there is no good coffee at the Austin airport, none. But I’m sure I slept better on the plane to Dallas that way, anyhow. In Dallas I got some coffee, rented a car and pointed the GPS towards the Carswell Federal Medical Center in Fort Worth, where my friend Marie Mason is serving a 22-1/2 year prison sentence. The prison is next to a military base, but my GPS said it was on the base, so I went to the base’s entrance. The teenager in camouflage on guard politely directed me to the main entrance of the military base when I explained I was trying to visit the prison. Miles away at the main entrance a woman gave me a piece of paper with directions to the entrance to the prison. Apparently this happens often. The directions are old, and some of the landmarks in them don’t exist anymore, such as a CVS pharmacy that has closed since someone printed them out. After getting thoroughly lost, I finally find the entrance to the prison, save the coordinates, and the guard tells me I’m ten minutes too late for visiting hours, they’re over for the day. It’s Saturday, and visiting days are Saturday and Sunday. He tells me which hours I can come back the next morning.
The next morning I discovered that there is no good coffee at the Austin airport, none. But I’m sure I slept better on the plane to Dallas that way, anyhow. In Dallas I got some coffee, rented a car and pointed the GPS towards the Carswell Federal Medical Center in Fort Worth, where my friend Marie Mason is serving a 22-1/2 year prison sentence. The prison is next to a military base, but my GPS said it was on the base, so I went to the base’s entrance. The teenager in camouflage on guard politely directed me to the main entrance of the military base when I explained I was trying to visit the prison. Miles away at the main entrance a woman gave me a piece of paper with directions to the entrance to the prison. Apparently this happens often. The directions are old, and some of the landmarks in them don’t exist anymore, such as a CVS pharmacy that has closed since someone printed them out. After getting thoroughly lost, I finally find the entrance to the prison, save the coordinates, and the guard tells me I’m ten minutes too late for visiting hours, they’re over for the day. It’s Saturday, and visiting days are Saturday and Sunday. He tells me which hours I can come back the next morning.