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Cruel and Unusual Punishment: The Shame of Three Strikes Laws

Excerpt from Rolling Stone‘s March, 2013 feature on Stanford Law’s Three Strikes Project:

On July 15th, 1995, in the quiet Southern California city of Whittier, a  33-year-old black man named Curtis Wilkerson got up from a booth at McDonald’s,  walked into a nearby mall and, within the space of two hours, turned himself  into the unluckiest man on Earth. “I was supposed to be waiting there while my  girlfriend was at the beauty salon,” he says.

So he waited. And waited. After a while, he paged her. “She was like, ‘I need  another hour,’” he says. “So I was like, ‘Baby, I’m going to the mall.’”

Having grown up with no father and a mother hooked on barbiturates,  Wilkerson, who says he still boasts a Reggie Miller jumper, began to spend more  time on the streets. After his mother died when he was 16, he fell in with a bad  crowd, and in 1981 he served as a lookout in a series of robberies. He was  quickly caught and sentenced to six years in prison. After he got out, he found  work as a forklift operator, and distanced himself from his old life.

But that day in the mall, something came over him. He wandered from store to  store, bought a few things, still shaking his head about his girlfriend’s hair  appointment. After a while, he drifted into a department store called Mervyn’s.  Your typical chain store, full of mannequins and dress racks; they’re out of  business today. Suddenly, a pair of socks caught his eye. He grabbed them and  slipped them into a shopping bag.

What kind of socks were they, that they were worth taking the risk?

“They were million-dollar socks with gold on ‘em,” he says now, laughing  almost uncontrollably, as he tells the story 18 years later, from a telephone in  a correctional facility in Soledad, California.

Really, they were that special?

“No, they were ordinary white socks,” he says, not knowing whether to laugh  or cry. “Didn’t even have any stripes.”

Wilkerson never made it out of the store. At the exit, he was, shall we say,  over­enthusiastically apprehended by two security officers. They took him to  the store security office, where the guards started to argue with each other  over whether or not to call the police. One guard wanted to let him pay for the  socks and go, but the other guard was more of a hardass and called the cops,  having no idea he was about to write himself a part in one of the most absurd  scripts to ever hit Southern California.

Thanks to a brand-new, get-tough-on-crime state law, Wilkerson would soon be  sentenced to life in prison for stealing a pair of plain white tube socks worth  $2.50.

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