This website is about
the prisoners being held in the infamous BangKwang high security prison in
These people are
effectively prisoners of the American DEA's war on drugs in south east Asia.
This of course is the biggest joke of all as the top people in the DEA and the
politicians are the real big fish in the drug industry, where as these
prisoners are the small fry who are often set up as decoys for the real drug
trafficking that is going on in Asia.
Contents
Introduction (What
it's all about)
Contact Information (Names,
addresses, phone, fax, e-mail and web sites.)
Bang Kwang Times (A magazine that is written in the prison and then smuggled out to be distributed to its subscribers.)
Personal Introduction (Brian's
tale of woe)
A Letter from the Foreigners in Building #2
Terry's All Gold (A letter from one of Brian's friends accurately
describing a visit to Bangkwang)
Amnesty International (Thailand human rights review
1999)
Latest News / Stories Etc. (Long
awaited news to replace the Bang Kwang Times)
The Latest Kick in the Teeth
(Disappointing Amnesty result)
The Real Criminals Against Humanity(Update
6 Months of Hopes Destroyed(Update
Bad News from Scotland(Update
Victims A letter from
Brian (Update
Annual Trauma A short
note from Sheila, Brian's sister (Update
Poems and Pictures A
collection of poems and pictures from Shani (Update
Home
James Brian and Jimmy have got
their transfer home (Update 12/01/06)
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I am writing these pages to
try to get some help and or support for the prisoners who are locked up in the
notorious BangKwang top security prison in
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Editor (Brian's brother): malcolmmounsey@tiscali.co.uk
Home phone: 44 016973 21901
(Malc or Lisa) 44 016973 61651(Sheila)
Web address: http://home.freeuk.net/mounsey
Brian would like to thank everyone who has
sent him anything over the past years, they include: The Two Javs, Rob,
John(NZ), Chalky, Nicky, Katrina, Pi, Sas, Brenda, Sheena, Chelsea &
Christine, Sheila, Fargi, Wayne, Eddie, Ruth, Jean & Joyce, Pauline &
Tom, Kitty, Marie, Mike H, Libby, Donna, Barry, Lisa, Sarnie, Babs, Dave,
Ed and Nik and loads more from London ...this list will hopefully get
bigger.………. Thanks again, Brian (Kop).
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Prisoners Abroad,
tel: 44 020 7561 6820
fax: 44 020 7561 6821
email: info@prisonersabroad.org.uk
website: www.prisonersabroad.org.uk
Prisoners Abroad is the
only charity providing practical support and campaigning for the welfare of
Britons imprisoned abroad.
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http://www.phaseloop.com/foreignprisoners
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Contact your own MP. http://www.locata.co.uk/commons/
They have to ask your
questions in the house of commons, maybe if enough people do it someone might
do something.
Amnesty International: http://www.amnesty.org/
I want to put any other contact information, i.e.
other prisoners etc. Or you tell me.
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(The only magazine
in the world that has to be smuggled out to its subscribers)
These magazines
are done by hand in the prison. So I have retyped them for clarity.
Index
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Issue 1 dec97/jan98 |
Issue 2 feb /mar 98 |
Issue 3 apr/may98 |
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Issue 4 jun - aug 98 |
Issue 5 sept/oct98 |
Issue 6 nov/dec 98 |
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Sorry, but the Bangkwang Times can
no longer be smuggled out.
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A true story by Brian Mounsey (Kop)
BRIANS STORY
In answer to Prisoners Abroad magazine requesting
foreign prisoners to write ‘ A Day in Your Life’.
After reading the other
extracts whinging about how many channels on their cable TVs and only one phone
call a week etc. I wrote this: -
My name is Brian Mounsey.
I’m 21/2 into a Thai life sentence (forever!). IN BangKwang Central Prison #2
Nonthaburi, 11000 Thailand, AKA the Bangkok Hilton. The first 21/2 years I’ve
spent in the worst building in the prison overcrowded strict regime etc. 23 of
us shoulder to shoulder, toe to toe, sleeping on a concrete floor in a cell the
size of a modest living room in a council house. Not very healthy. If one gets
a cold or scabies (both permanent conditions) all or most get it, unavoidable
when you’re so full and packed in. Now the overcrowding problem has been solved
as I’ve spent the last 6 months in shackles (unremovable chains) in the
solitary block. In a cell the length of my body and arms width. I have a VIP
hole as a toilet and a tank for shower and toilet full of river water via the
prison reservoir that don’t seem to work, as soil and other unidentifiable
objects come thru the pipe. The water is the same colour as the Thames. The
food each day is a bag of rice and a bag of soup with a bit of cabbage or
bamboo and a few bits of pig fat or if yer lucky a chicken neck section.
The only help we get to
supplement this is the £25 a month from our saviours Prisoners Abroad, who are
keeping us alive as the British Government won’t do anything to help us stay
alive (Apart from one Snickers bar Xmas ’93). Without other outside help you
will die. I was lucky with my Thai wife, but a recent ‘Dear John’ letter has
left me with Prisoners Abroad’. What we would do without them is either starve
or get sick.
"Well that’s life
in BangKwang", only 971/2 years left! (Life here is 100 years for Brits overseas).
Well that was back in
’94.
That stretch in the hole
should have been for 3 months but somehow I was there for 12 months and 3 days
in chains. Then very strangely I was returned to #2, and the ‘Psycho Building
Chief’ who was still there, still singing, microphone, amplifier an’ all every
morning, to his 1000 ‘children-cons’ who were gradually being worn down to be
as mad as him.
Well there must be a God up
there as he was moved to be head of a ‘Nick’ in ‘Nakan Nowhere’ or a slave camp
in the jungle (unimportant). Infact I’m sure there really is a God up there now
as the last I heard of the ‘Psychotic Chief’ he had lost his legs in a car
wreck…He.he.he! "Karma is all I have to say about that" as Forest
Gump would say!
Well now I wasn’t broken,
but in my 12 months in solitary I’d been educated to become invisible in a
building with 1,000 cons, all "grasses". I needed "Excellent
Class" to get the ’96 Amnesty, which meant being a good boy instead of a
rebel without a cause! I had 11/2 years to move from ‘Dog Class’ to ‘Excellent’
to receive the Golden Jubilee Amnesty in June ’96. No room for one mistake, as
it’s the biggest celebration since the King was crowned in June ’46. Well folks,
I did it! And got a number back on my miserable life. That is it’s still ‘Life
Sentence’ concerning paroles leading up to June’96. There were so many stories,
from the buses being outside to take us to the airport to the new Banharn
Government demanding drug cases being excluded. This latter story was very much
a reality we later found out! That was a very low point, but it was all
political. What they were doing was cleaning their own arses on our faces, as
they wanted to look tough on drugs as 4 new ministers had been refused visa’s
to the USA because of their known drug involvement, but the king came to our
rescue in the 11th hour and said all would be in the celebration. So
we got one along with the baby-killers, Mother-killers, Mother-fucker-killers, Paedophiles
etc. who were all on the list. Weird eh?
The only hitch was they
introduced a new condition. Assassins and drug cases only got 1/5 to 1/8. Us
‘Lifers’ were lucky all of us were cut to 40 years from infinity…. Yeah,
Immediately after the US Embassy informed their prisoners that now they were
cut to 40 years they could transfer after 4 years by treaty instead of 8, and
when the Yanks get home they all ‘walk’ on parole after 1-2 months. This is
unlike us Brits who after 8 years here still are made to serve 1/2 of the
remaining time back in ‘Blighty’. The only walking we would be likely to do is
along the corridors of Parkhurst! So much for the American war on drugs- ‘same
time, same crime.
Anyhow the ‘4 Years’ shit
turned to shit and this was just too much for the guys with their bags packed
before the Amnesty. One in particular Steve Roy a ‘looser’ with an ‘Emmy’ for
his journalism (he even had a photo of Reagan giving it to him- The Emmy I
mean!) Next thing he says he’s had a vision and he saw God. Now he had a ‘bob
or two’ so he soon had 12 disciples. He was running round the building naked at
one time, that’s when we knew he had real problems as he was one of them blokes
who showers with 1000 naked men with all his gear on! Anyhow if you saw him
‘bollock naked’ you’d know what I mean. Well the bad part of this vision was he
was in my cell, 3 or 4 of his disciples were also. Anyhow after a week of him
ranting and demanding he be called God. One of his disciples used to work in a
Stateside ‘nut-house’ not unlike this ‘gaff’.
The climax came with two
disciples ‘hog tying’ him to the bed and beating him with a rubber slipper, to
all our delight. Next day they took him to what they call the hospital and gave
him a shot of ‘Zombie Juice’ and he was a dead-ringer for Jack Nicholson in
‘One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest’. Then he moved building and ‘married’ a Thai
with a big dragon tattooed on his back, and a long record, and lived happily
ever after…. So I’m told.
Well now the Millennium is
sneaking up on us and next Dec.’99 we should get another Amnesty, so we still
have hope, but not a lot! We take one day at a time. A couple of months back I
had a bad one. My poor old Ma died. But I hope she went to a better place than
this one, and can’t see this shit!
Fuck the DEA. "NEVER
SURRENDER"

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