The last thing prison labor programs want is honest-to-God violent offenders. They know how to fight back.
So my farm inmate coworkers were just standard-issue 19 year old boys. Weed & Xbox kids.
I spent a lot of time seriously outnumbered with these dudes out in the fields. At no point was I worried ~harm might befall me.~
The worst thing about them? They were just clumsy kids who didn't know where their feet were. Kept stepping on seedlings we'd just planted.
They were not scary people!