EIGHT DAY WONDER

It took them 8 EIGHT days DAYS to turn a portion of the amazing Everglades into a horrific prison to throw human beings into. 8 fuckin days. In the heat of Florida Everglades, they have no showers, one meal a day, and food that is infested with maggots, the air swarming with mosquitoes.

And then the utter cruelty and damaging to everyone’s humanity, naming it after an earlier horrific prison.

The last time I was in the Everglades a few years ago, I had to flee – the mosquitoes were so bad they were biting through my clothes.

It was shortly after they had released a whole shitload of genetically modified mosquitoes, bred to be sterile – the theory was that those sterile mosquitoes would breed with fertile ones, and the whol species would then disolve. I think they just succeeded in producing wickedly strong mosquitoes on steroids that could bite through clothes.

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