IMaybe  prisoner can tell us more.

Basically, you can call me whatever you want.

There used to be a rule that if I was addressed as "prisoner" I had to respond with "sir" or "ma'am" but that hasn't been the norm anymore.

If I'm called by my name, I take it as a friendly gesture.

I have kicked and fought back, a long time ago.
I was not trying to escape or hurt anyone, it was a natural struggle against inevitable development, a stage in adaptation.

That and all other resistance was also a way to get attention and physical contact.

When using restraints becomes normal, it even calms my behavior naturally.
When I know that all restraints are locked in any case, it is much easier to adapt to the fact that they are a normal part of life, every moment.

The other option is to use force for the procedure and that is not what I want. I am not a strong wrestler, I am an adaptor.
It is easier for everyone.

About the rules and procedures... It is important that the procedures always remain the same, then there is no need to "negotiate" each time what will happen separately.
I have understood in this case that it is clear to the prisoner that he cannot even get out of bed until he accepts that he is secured and restrained properly. That is not negotiable.
I have read this prisoner's writings about special cases when normal restraints cannot be used, such as rare visits to public places. The committee and the guards do a lot of extra work to make it work safely. I appreciate that.
Still, it would be great if the prisoner could be transported in public in normal standard police/prison restraints.

I'll tell you a story that happened a long time ago, when I was in an old place, during my first guard.
You have to understand that times were different then, it was before my max security.
I can say that we had a close relationship, I think we were even lovers.

Anyway, we also went out into the world sometimes, to a restaurant, to the movies, etc. The trips were well planned.

One autumn we went to the movies in the city, we were brave and increased the challenges of the trip by traveling by public bus.
I had normal restraints, i.e. a waist chain with side handcuffs, leg cuffs and a connecting chain.
The restraints were under a long skirt and leather coat, the chain of the handcuffs went through the pockets so that when I had my hands in my pockets no metal was visible.

We walked slowly from our car to the bus and sat on the bus for the journey to the city centre. Everything went well and it was very exciting!
We walked the short distance again to the cinema and watched the film.
It was exciting to sit in the dark among other people just like everyone else and no one knew about my limitations.
After the film we waited for the hall to empty and walked peacefully, like lovers, back to the bus stop.
The bus arrived and we got on, the high steps were difficult for me but the guard supported me nicely.
Once we were on the bus, the guard paid our fare but then disaster struck!
The bus jerked away before we could sit down, the guard did not have time to support me because he had his wallet in his hand.
I could not get a grip on anything because the handcuffs and limited leg movement caused me to fall violently into the aisle of the bus.
I hit my head a little on a seat, my leg irons and chain came into view for everyone for a moment, and I was helpless on the floor.

The guard acted quickly, he hid the steel under my jacket and helped me sit down but we saw how people looked at us in amazement.
We got off the bus at the next stop and ordered a taxi.

That was the last time I was "free" in a public place.

Life changed in many ways when I moved to max security and new guards.

But in principle, if the restraints were visible, maybe also so that I was clearly marked as a prisoner by clothing etc. there would be no need to hide anything...

Another option is that I no longer move in public and that works well.

I have kicked and fought back, a long time ago.
I was not trying to escape or hurt anyone, it was a natural struggle against inevitable development, a stage in adaptation.

That and all other resistance was also a way to get attention and physical contact.

When using restraints becomes normal, it even calms my behavior naturally.
When I know that all restraints are locked in any case, it is much easier to adapt to the fact that they are a normal part of life, every moment.

The other option is to use force for the procedure and that is not what I want. I am not a strong wrestler, I am an adaptor.
It is easier for everyone.

This is a good example of how these things are not a joke. Policies must have clear definitions and cannot be deviated from just because "it would be nice".
Stupid and irresponsible behavior can have serious consequences. Now the prisoner could have been seriously injured. You might have had to explain your stupid actions publicly to the authorities.
I think the prisoner shows a good attitude in that she says she could move around in public using restraints that are visible!

I want to emphasize that the "bus accident" I'm talking about happened in the early days of my imprisonment.
Everything was still a different experiment, there were no clear practices or rules.
The only thing is the knowledge that the Committee protects me and keeps me safe from all external evil.
I had just gotten rid of the experiences that were related to the things I'm trying to tell in my memoirs.

At that time it felt good to be treated and monitored like a prisoner, restraints were a natural part of it.

Unfortunately, the nice man who took care of me didn't quite know how to relate to prison routines properly... as I said, we had a very close relationship, you could say it was falling in love.
Experience showed that it's not a good starting point for a prisoner/guard relationship.

Eventually our relationship ended and I had to move to a new place. This was not because of a breakup but because the old place was being demolished for new construction.

The move to a new place, new guards and all the changes offered the opportunity for my life to change into a "max security" type of highly controlled existence.
This also included the fact that there was practically no room for personal feelings.
It required a lot of changes in how I approached all of this but eventually things became tolerable.

Now the Committee and the guards have a more "professional" approach to these arrangements.